The Daoist Ancestor stared intently at the distant sky, his voice heavy: "These Immortal Kings transformed by lightning are all Immortal King experts who died in battle long ago!
Moreover, these Immortal Kings possess the combat power of an early-stage Immortal King!
If Little Luo were at his peak, he would naturally not be afraid!
But now, he has been severely injured; I'm afraid he'll have a hard time coping!"
Everyone frowned deeply, looking toward the distant starry sky.
"Brother Yang, it's the final moment; you must hold on!"
"Brother Yang, hang in there; we all believe you can get through this tribulation!"
"Little Luo, this tribulation is just a hurdle on your path to growth; cross it, and you'll see a brand new world!"
Everyone clenched their fists, shouting loudly.
The recovered Qing Niu also called out loudly, "Brother Yang, you must get through this tribulation; if you die, don't blame old Bull for joking about you!"
