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"Boom!" The seventh wave of thunderbolts ended. Ming Sha was lying on the ground, panting heavily. He was covered in wounds and his hair was all black. Even some of his armor had fallen off.

Just like the Human Immortal's heavenly tribulation, there were nine waves. However, at the seventh wave, he had to rely on his own physical body to resist it.

Ding Yi was on tenterhooks as he watched