Deities: Starting From Goblins

It wasn’t until this moment that he finally confirmed that these black clouds were actually Thunder Tribulation, and not just any Thunder Tribulation, but the Great Law Thunder Tribulation capable of suppressing the Sanctuary Powerhouses.

But how could Logan’s array be related to the Thunder Tribulation? In other words, how could the array set up by Logan abruptly turn into the Thunder Tribulation?

The Demonic Sky Taoist was unwilling to believe it. If it truly was the Great Law Thunder Tribulation, his own chances of survival were slim. Even if he had used the Holy See’s Dantian power to amplify his strength a hundredfold, under the Thunder Tribulation he was no different from an ordinary ant, and even if he used his life as a shield, he probably wouldn’t withstand more than ten moves.

With Divine Thunder only a step away and no time left to gather defensive measures, the Demonic Sky Taoist steeled his heart and was forced to summon his Emperor Weapon to block the strike. The immense power nearly sent him flying, but fortunately, he managed to block it, though in the next instant, cracks appeared on the Emperor Weapon.

This made the Demonic Sky Taoist gasp in shock. Even his Emperor Weapon was useless? If this trend continued, the Emperor Weapon would be destroyed within three moves, and he knew it had taken years for a Sanctuary Powerhouse to forge it, serving as their most powerful backup weapon.

This Thunder Tribulation was even more formidable than he had imagined. Among the Thunder Tribulations at the level of the Great Law, it was perhaps the most top-tier one, equal to a Bandit Strong One who had defied the Heavenly Dao, thus invoking the Heavenly Dao’s Thunder Tribulation for suppression. And now, it seemed he was in the same situation.

“I refuse to believe the Thunder Tribulation is endless!” Despite being filled with immense fear, the Demonic Sky Taoist had no intention of admitting defeat, for to do so would mean his soul would scatter. Logan was just an Array Master after all, not the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, so how could he command the Thunder Tribulation?

Even if some method had been used to summon the Thunder Tribulation, it was bound to be fleeting. After all, no matter how powerful the array, it couldn’t sustain the consumption of the Thunder Tribulation. Each Divine Thunder contained immense Law’s Force, which couldn’t be compared to a mere few million Spirit Stones.

As another Divine Thunder descended from the black clouds, the Demonic Sky Taoist let out an angry roar and charged forward with the Emperor Weapon in hand. Even though all his Divine Skills were being suppressed, he was still a Sanctuary Powerhouse with the Fate and Law’s Force of the Holy See. This strike was equally dazzling and powerful.

But under the Divine Thunder, he abruptly fell from the sky, looking utterly disheveled. A crackling sound came from the Emperor Weapon, and in the next second, the powerful Emperor Weapon broke into two, with one half resembling dust on the wind, seemingly about to shatter with a single blow.

Protected by the Emperor Weapon, the Demonic Sky Taoist was uninjured, but the unrelenting pressure made him feel powerless and defeated. He considered himself among the strongest in the world, achieving the level of Sanctuary Powerhouse, and he had not died at the hands of another Sanctuary Powerhouse, yet here he was, possibly about to fall to an Array Master?

More than twenty thousand disciples of the Demonic Sky Gate witnessing this scene were trembling. If the Supreme Elder lost, it would be the end for everyone in the Demonic Sky Gate. Their fate was interlinked, but they were helpless in a battle involving Sanctuary Powerhouses.

Azrael Skyward was burning with anxiety. The Western Wilderness Forces might spare the ordinary disciples of the sect, but they would never let him, the Sect Leader, off the hook. The Elder of the Demonic Sky was their only hope, and if there was a chance, he would willingly trade his life to ensure the Demonic Sky Taoist won this battle.

The Lord observers on the outside, however, now all wore smirks of satisfaction. If before they harbored worries about the outcome of the battle, at this moment they felt only trust and triumph. The fifty million Spirit Stones were well spent, making the Sanctuary Powerhouse struggle so poorly.

Cain Scarlet was full of admiration, exclaiming, “Logan is truly fearsome. Without the support of a Sanctuary Powerhouse, the more than twenty thousand people from the Demonic Sky Gate will cease to exist. As the number one sect of the Demon Path, if the Demonic Sky Gate falls, the entire Demon Path will decline!”

“Unimaginable. From now on, we must never offend an Array Master!” Samuel Westman was stunned. Previously, he had never imagined that an Array Master could contend with a Sanctuary Powerhouse. Who would believe it if they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes? After all, Sanctuary Powerhouses were seen as the strongest in the world by cultivators.

And yet, Logan was able to suppress a Sanctuary Powerhouse using only tens of millions of Spirit Stones to arrange the array. If this news spread, it would surely shock the entire Ancient World. Perhaps those aloof Sanctuary Powerhouses would be restless, knowing one could slay a Sanctuary Powerhouse. Let alone tens of millions of Spirit Stones, even if the amount were a hundredfold more, it would likely still be a profitable venture.

The other Sect Leaders and disciples from the Western Wasteland were not only feeling triumphant about turning the tables on what was once a near-certain defeat, but they were also grateful that they had chosen to side with the Lords rather than join forces with the Demonic Sky Gate because of its power.

Everyone believed that even if the Sanctuary Powerhouse of the Demonic Sky Gate managed to escape the array by chance, he would lose the vast majority of his cultivation. Even if he retained the title of Sanctuary Powerhouse, it would likely take thousands of years to recover from his injuries, and by then, the world would have changed completely.

With the Demonic Sky Gate gone, and the dozens of sects that had sided with them also eliminated, the remaining forces in the Western Wasteland could expand their territories and at least increase the scale of their sects by over tenfold, not to mention the resources and Spirit Stones.

Even if the majority would be taken by the three Lords, as long as they could partake in a portion of the leftovers, it would be something the sects never dared to dream of. After all, the Western Wasteland spread over tens of millions of miles and was originally home to over two hundred sects, now reduced to less than half.