The two women on the Divine Martial Battle Platform had both ruptured their tiger's mouths, with blood trickling from the corners of their lips. Sword Qi filled the air, raging across the platform with astonishing might.
When they heard Ye Tian's shout, they both paused in their tracks, holding their Divine Swords, and looked at him with confusion.
"Both of you, stop fighting. Call it a tie for first place. If you continue, one of you will surely fall!"
Ye Tian spoke coldly.
At this moment, the thunder tribulation above the Divine Martial Mountain had finished accumulating. Thunder rolled across the sky, lightning serpents swaying through the air, creating a cacophony that echoed for miles around. The sun and moon were overshadowed, shrouded in black clouds.
A force of the Heavenly Dao from the Heavenly Realm was poised to strike, its pressure spanning the entire realm. Numerous strong people looked up at the void, feeling a suffocating sense of oppression.
