The two cultivators actually wanted to say that it’s unnecessary to use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, but it was too late. When the flames erupted, they engulfed them and washed away their last remaining consciousness.

Weighing the two charred spoils in his hand, Han Yu couldn’t contain his laugh. A vine condensed with the power of wood wrapped around these two pieces of charcoal, along with the unfortunate fellow who was ambushed initially.

"Quan will probably cry to death."

Counting the current gains, with Gu Feng and the doctor, plus the two from earlier, and now these three, they already had seven cultivators from Yama Hall.

Two hundred and ten years of Qi Fortune, Quan Xiaotong would probably slap his face swollen out of regret!

Regretting that he shouldn’t have set the price so high in the first place!

The subsequent events seemed predictable. Han Yu planned to continue hunting; eighteen dead, five captured, there should still be twelve left.

At the place where a Cyan Dragon dissipated, four more cultivators gathered, each with an unpleasant look.

First, realizing they’d been tricked, second, vaguely feeling something amiss.

Regardless, someone should have continued to regroup with them, but how come no one had shown up until now?

"Why do I feel like something’s wrong?"

Someone’s expression changed unpredictably.

"Impossible, we are all Divine Platform Realm cultivators, besides, our abilities suppress that group of dogs from Celestial Dao Sect."

Another countered, as in the Divine Platform Realm, they naturally had a suppression over the counterparts unless besieged; otherwise, how could the Celestial Dao Sect cultivators resist them?

But the reality was, until now, why were there no signs of their comrades?

"Is it possible... I’m not a Celestial Dao Sect cultivator."

As a voice emerged, the four simultaneous objections came, "Impossible, where else would Divine Platform Realm cultivators exist besides Celestial Dao Sect."

As the words finished, the four’s expressions changed, and as they glanced at each other, they realized the speaker was the fifth person!

"Haunting."

One of the cultivators was the first to strike, a cloud condensed and then drizzly rain started falling.

His ability was cloud and rain, not the ordinary cloud dispersion and rain, but every drop of rain like arrows, causing commotion when hitting the sea.

Han Yu had to reveal his figure, his mere presence made the four’s eyes flare angrily.

It was understandable; their good Divine Platform Realm comrades were now being pulled like grasshoppers on a vine, a scene of extreme humiliation.

They felt insulted, but Han Yu felt it was a nuisance! Dragging these three large burdens made movement clumsy.

As Han Yu appeared, the other three simultaneously attacked, one clapped, continuous gusts howling with Wind Blades sharp as knives, cutting to the marrow!

One’s body turned into a boulder, becoming as vast as a mountain in just a blink.

The last one had a pale complexion. Han Yu thought he was scared, but then a ghastly wail and howl issued from his mouth, scaring him instead.

"I said not to let these things strike first."

As Han Yu watched the mountain fall, the ghostly cry gave him a headache, the bone-cutting wind almost tearing his clothes completely, whatever left was riddled with holes from the raindrops.

Bang!

A loud bang resounded, the four succeeded...

...

"I won’t let you have your way."

Su Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth, they were just Tribulation Thunder! What’s the big deal, could he not settle them?

Gathering the crowd together, the galaxy surged spanning the void, swirling before coming towards them.

"It’s not just Tribulation Thunder that can cleanse resentment and filth."

As the galaxy surged across them, several experts bore it well, but eleven from Celestial Dao Sect barely held up, as this was no lighter than Tribulation Thunder!

Especially Ten and Eleven, being the lowest ranked, bleeding mid-air, nearly plummeting.

"Hold on."

Su Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth and spoke; this was the lightest option, had Tribulation Thunder struck, it wouldn’t spare them.

If they couldn’t cleanse the filth before the thundercloud formed, would these people withstand it?

"No, there’s no time."

Wang Xingzhi was suddenly amazed, as the speed of Tribulation Thunder’s condensation was faster than imagined.

And with so much filth gathered, grouped together, the effect of Tribulation Thunder would only intensify.

"Again."

Su Xiaoxiao hardened his heart, summoned another galaxy intending to cleanse once more.

But Tribulation Thunder didn’t plan to give them the chance.

In the crackling sound, the first Tribulation Thunder emerged.

"Still thinking of cleansing resentment?"

Lei Wang looked at the thunder in the distance and sneered.

Knowing Su Xiaoxiao, he almost didn’t need to guess what the opponent intended.

But how could resentment be easily cleansed, even if feasible, Tribulation Thunder wouldn’t allow it.

This hatred-filled resentment, detested by the world, would certainly be the first target of Tribulation Thunder.

If guessed correctly, they’d need to be prepared for a headache.

"This kind of Tribulation Thunder should be manageable by Su Xiaoxiao’s group, right?"

Bridge Granny spoke with a smile, an oddly amicable expression.

"I wasn’t hoping to handle him with Tribulation Thunder, but to exhaust him is feasible."

Lei Wang laughed coldly.

"The arrangements on the Central Continent should be almost done, right?"

Eighteen Divine Platform Realm cultivators were almost god-like on the Central Continent, no one would likely stop their plans. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"It’s merely triggering the buried altars, should be done soon, then let them guard it and move to the next step."

Shang Di squinted, speaking coldly.

"Then let’s watch."

Lei Wang smiled at the words, truly, eighteen Divine Platform Realm cultivators doing minor tasks, might as well see how Su Xiaoxiao deals with headaches first.

As Tribulation Thunder struck down one after another, the galaxy struggled, vaguely showing signs of shattering.

Especially with others not daring to act, Su Xiaoxiao struggled the most.

Whenever someone wanted to help, Su Xiaoxiao had to stop them immediately, it was the variable under Tribulation Thunder, if more opposed its force, who knows if it would increase intensity?

Seeing the galaxy struggling, Su Xiaoxiao forcibly split the Tribulation Thunder, if it had to strike, he’d attempt to reduce its power.

If needed, let it strike more times.

"How about you let me take over!"

A strong figure behind shouted as the Tribulation Thunder gathered again.

Breaking the thunder forcefully seemed simple but took immense toll; if Su Xiaoxiao couldn’t persist, the loss would be significant.

Logically speaking, five of them should cope with non-targeted Tribulation Thunder easily, but adding eleven people made it challenging.

Unless they abandoned the group, otherwise, they’d accompany them.

"Lei Wang, that bastard purely wants to disgust people."

Su Xiaoxiao cursed viciously; Lei Wang clearly meant to exhaust him, but he wouldn’t fall for it.

After all, Tribulation Thunder was a killer against weak cultivator bodies.

Even Divine Platform Realm cultivators had faced Tribulation Thunder’s baptism, but dealing with such large-scale thunder was tough; if not faced, when Lei Wang appeared, others might have no strength to retaliate.

Wang Xingzhi clenched his teeth, first to emerge from the galaxy’s protection, as Tribulation Thunder belonged to the Power of Heaven and Earth; once unleashed, it wouldn’t stop without achieving its purpose.

If they continued like this, Su Xiaoxiao would be worn to the limit.

With his emergence, ten more figures followed.

"Protect yourselves, let’s stop exhausting our envoy, we’ll bear this ourselves."

Wang Xingzhi immediately shouted.

Su Xiaoxiao felt touched but was angrier.

Dang it, I’ve nearly exhausted myself, and now you step out to exhaust yourselves? Wouldn’t it truly let Lei Wang the dog fulfill his wish?

But there was no choice; as Tribulation Thunder responded, a full sixteen lightning pillars pierced the heavens...