Jiang Changsheng could no longer care about the shock of the people in the city. Just as he had guessed, the might of the heavenly tribulation this time was far greater than before.
The violent lightning bolts came one after another with great momentum, stirring up the sea of clouds for thousands of miles. The terrifying roar could be heard by everyone in the Si Province, and countless people who were still sleeping were woken up.
Jiang Changsheng circulated his Dao Technique and a faint golden light formed around his body to offset the continuous bombardment of lightning.
He could still hold on for a while longer.
According to his experience, the heavenly lightning would turn from weak to strong and then weak. As long as he offset it with incense points in the middle parts, the heavenly tribulation would be stable.
On the eaves, the Sword God's face was covered with fear and his body was trembling.