Looking at the boundless tribulation clouds in the sky, Chu Tian felt a trace of fear rise in his heart. After cultivating in the Divine Realm for a million years, no matter how much his divine power improved, he still could not defy fate. But he did not want to vanish beneath the lightning tribulation without a trace.
Fortunately, he was not one of those rogue immortals who had only just ascended to the Divine Realm. Over a million years of cultivation, he had amassed countless treasures. Staying alive might be too difficult, but he still had a chance to preserve a shred of his soul and be reborn to cultivate anew.
