142 I Shall Set A Small Goal

"Boom doom!"

The skies above the altar were lined with dark and heavy clouds, all compact together. The burst of lightning resembled large dragons as it slithered through the clouds.

At this second, the audience were stumped by whatever they saw as their faces revealed looks of dread.

Some of them even jumped up in fear at the crashing sounds of thunder, causing their faces to turn pale with fright. Their legs even began to tremble, oblivious to whatever was happening.

"What was happening? Was… Was this a Tribulation?"

"Or could it be that the heavens wished to strike us dead? The sounds are so violent and powerful. How could a cultivator in our midst survive a Tribulation as powerful as that?"

"That’s way too scary. Could it be that the darned monkey committed treasonous acts to offend the heavens or an unpardonable sin that caused the heavens to be angry? If not, why would the heavens be so upset?"