Battle of the Saints
Editor: Noodletown Translations
Boom Boom Boom…
Loud noises echoed as the dozens of Saint Thunder Tribulations were smashed into pieces by Qingfeng Li's fist. They turned into tiny electric arcs and disappeared into the heavens.
The other self-cultivators stared in awe and shock with their mouths open, big enough to fit a duck's egg into.
"Oh my god, what did I just witness? Did Qingfeng Li smash the Saint Thunder Tribulations?"
"He did, just now when the Crimson Fire Monarch was enduring the Saint Thunder Tribulation, he was injured. How did Qingfeng Li not even get a scratch on his body?"
"I think Qingfeng Li's body is too powerful, is that what happens when one's body becomes that of a saint? No one can defeat him."
The other self-cultivators looked at Qingfeng Li with respect and fear, as if they were looking at a demon god.
Whether Qingfeng Li's friends of enemies, at this point they all had to admit that Qingfeng Li's powers were beyond their imagination.