This scene utterly shook everyone who witnessed it!
Pure golden lightning!
No one had ever seen it before!
No one had ever witnessed the Heavenly Tribulation of the Supreme, either. But those present, practically all of them titanic figures, knew very well what their final Heavenly Tribulation looked like when they achieved the ancestral realm. Better than anyone!
Boom!
Over there, the monkey was struck by its final lightning bolt!
Violet-gold!
Still violet-gold!
Except this time, it was enormous!
It was as if it had transformed into a pillar holding up the cosmos itself!
Yet, its color was no different from the ancestral lightning bolt before—it remained pure violet-gold, radiating unparalleled brilliance and exuding an overwhelming breath of Creation.
But when compared to the golden lightning on the other side, it instantly felt inferior.
