"Heavenly Tribulation... How is that possible!"
The Green-tailed God was terrified. The power of the Thunder Sting was fearsome, and during the ritual, he had drawn that Thunder Sting Power into his own body. In an instant, the terrifying sky scorpion in the sky seemed to pierce through the chest of the Green-tailed God with its Thunder Sting Tail, spurting his internal organs out of his body...
His coffin instantly turned into dust, and he crashed onto those copper jars in the ancient tomb, with the power of the Thunder Sting still churning inside his viscera, causing him unbearable pain!
The Nine-tailed God's Primordial Spirit was scattered, and the Green-tailed God reverted back to the appearance of a cultivator, except his entire skin was now charred.
He staggered to his feet, his gaze fixed intently on the gradually fading Heavenly Tribulation thunder in the sky, and finally, he noticed something amiss.
