Long Chen’s chest was pierced through, and black lightning still lingered on top of the wound. That sinister aura gave even Bai Zhantang and the others the chills.

This was a kind of unknown power. How could such a thing appear in a heavenly tribulation?

However, Long Chen’s expression was still completely calm as he faced those black lightning swords. He didn’t show the slightest bit of panic. Seeing him like this, Bai Xiaole’s mother now understood why he had said that he was very familiar with this.

Long Chen’s lightning-covered blade slashed the black swords repeatedly. With every clash, ripples would spread and shatter the other lightning swords.

Even peak rank runic swords were nothing...