Di Feisheng gritted his teeth and straightened up, shoving another Pill into his mouth. His eyes remained fixed on the seventh Lightning Tribulation still brewing in the sky.
As the tribulation clouds roiled and ground against one another, a cyan-purple bolt of lightning struck straight down toward him. This time, he did not rush to meet it immediately; instead, only when it reached mid-air did he pull out a magic tool sword and leap up to confront the tribulation.
By the time this Lightning Tribulation slammed Di Feisheng back into the ground, he had already thrown out three magic tools in total. This time, no electrical arcs flashed across his body; instead, he clutched his head with both hands, struggling at the bottom of the crater.
Chapter 179