It's Too Late!

Just as Sima Bei was in shock, the shattered lightning had already shot out in all directions.

"Damn it!"

Looking at the lightning approaching him, Sima Bei changed his expression greatly. He wanted to dodge right away, but it was already too late.

"Boom!"

The lightning exploded on his chest, vigorously forcing him back. The ground was even left with a long mark!

"Cough!"

Sima Bei lay on the ground and coughed up blood.

His chest had been pierced through and was dripping with blood.

"This heavenly tribulation... is so scary," Sima Bei muttered softly.

Sima Bei's body wasn't as strong as Qin Yu's. After suffering this blow, he finally understood how terrifying this heavenly tribulation was.

The heavenly tribulation was like raindrops shooting out in all directions.

For a moment, Sima Bei gave up on chasing after Zhuo Jing. Instead, he started to dodge in a flurry.