"Spirit" is not something from this world.

Sacrifice, faithful followers.

Zhao Yi was familiar with these terms that carried a special nuance.

To the "spirit," its followers were like food on the table, like chives in the garden.

Thus, after the spirit's projection fell, the Eye of Celestial Tribulation began to mete out divine punishment to all the followers.

On one hand, it punished the followers for failing to protect the spirit.

On the other hand, it was to harvest the ripe chives.

"You eat and take—you really are greedy!"

A glint of coldness flashed in Zhao Yi's eyes.

He withdrew his gaze from Yao Su and beckoned to the Eye of Celestial Tribulation above.

"Come on, bring it on!"

"Let me see how many masters you so-called gods have!"

Boom!

Perhaps such impudence had never been seen from a human cultivator before.

The rolling dark clouds exploded with endless thunder.

The Thunder Dragon, furious, grew twice as large as before. The dreadful dragon head extended down from the clouds, glaring murderously at Zhao Yi.

"Hurry up, I'm on the clock here."

This time, Zhao Yi was not lying.

He was uncertain whether what "Gu" referred to as "tribulation" was indeed the Eye of Celestial Tribulation.

If not, he needed to search elsewhere.

He was genuinely pressed for time.

Yet, the Thunder Dragon heard the sentiment quite differently.

The Thunder Dragon, having been provoked, could no longer hold back. It let out a deafening Dragon's Roar and, with a divine dragon's tail like an arrow released from a bow, it aimed to bite Zhao Yi's head.

It was clear that the Thunder Dragon took Zhao Yi seriously.

Though it seemed extremely angry, it hadn't lost its wits.

The Thunder Dragon's body was ten feet thick, a hundred feet long, while Zhao Yi, standing at eight feet tall, wasn't even the size of its claw.

The Thunder Dragon could crush Zhao Yi with a single swipe but instead chose to launch an attack using its sharpest teeth.

Witnessing this, Zhao Yi couldn't help but grow curious about the world of the "spirit."

If the tribulation thunder in the Celestial Realm had such sentience, what brilliance must the cultivators in the High-Level Realm possess?

As Zhao Yi pondered, the Thunder Dragon had already approached.

The Thunder Dragon was exceedingly fast.

It completely sealed off all paths of evasion for Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi had no time to react and was instantly engulfed in the thunderstorm.

Hiss!

Zhao Yi gasped sharply.

Not from pain, but from delight.

The terrifying Power of Thunder surged chaotically within Zhao Yi's body, instantly bombarding his meridians into disarray.

The extent of Zhao Yi's injuries was at least a hundred times more severe than Yao Su's.

Yet Zhao Yi seemed unfazed, reveling in the sensation with a shiver.

Zhao Yi hadn't practiced any cultivation technique. His meridians lacked True Essence, and without True Essence dispersing upon meridian rupture, there was no secondary harm to his bones and organs.

With Zhao Yi's constitution, such minor injuries as torn meridians would heal in the blink of an eye.

Thus, Zhao Yi felt no pain whatsoever.

On the contrary.

The rampant lightning rampaging through his body seemed to refine his physique.

Zhao Yi's constitution had been elevated by the dispersed True Essence from a failed Mystic Gate bombardment by tens of thousands of Tier Nine Saint King Realm practitioners.

Those Saint King Realm experts all practiced the Mad Dragon Technique, but the attributes differed due to varying temperaments.

The tens of thousands of True Essences had elevated Zhao Yi's physique to the level of Tier Nine Saint King Realm, but Zhao Yi's body held too many impurities, without a special opportunity, progress seemed impossible.

Zhao Yi had previously fused with the Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes "spirit" and wished to shatter the Mystical Gate.

Though the Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes "spirit" failed, it further elevated Zhao Yi's constitution, directly pushing his bodily realm to the Peak Realm of Tier Nine Saint King Realm.

Afterwards, the Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes "spirit" prepared a full-force assault to break the Mystic Gate World, but was halted by "Gu."

Zhao Yi didn't understand why "Gu" intervened then, but now he finally realized.

Zhao Yi's body held too many impurities.

Tens of thousands of Tier Nine Saint King Realm True Essences, besides a "spirit."

If "Gu" had not timely intervened, once the Mystic Gate World was shattered by the Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes "spirit," and Zhao Yi stepped beyond Tier Nine, it was likely he'd die under the Celestial Destiny Thunder Tribulation!

It revealed that the Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes "spirit" had ulterior motives.

Zhao Yi intended to use it to break the Mystic Gate, but it schemed against Zhao Yi, aiming for his demise within the thunder tribulation.

Now, this is good.

Zhao Yi was almost certain that the "tribulation" mentioned by "Gu" referred to the Eye of Celestial Tribulation.

The thunderstorm crashed onto his body, viciously slashing through instantly.

Yet Zhao Yi's recovery was rapid, nearly regaining his initial state the moment his body was torn.

Repeated ruptures and recoveries.

As quickly as words said, so swiftly did it happen.

In nearly a blink of an eye, Zhao Yi's physique was tempered repeatedly dozens of times.

During these refining moments, Zhao Yi felt the impurities within his body being continuously expunged, his body growing lighter, feeling like rebirth.

"Where'd it go?"

Zhao Yi was savoring the lightning bath when the Thunder Dragon suddenly lost momentum.

Zhao Yi felt suspended, highly uncomfortable.

"Trash!"

Zhao Yi rolled his eyes, pretending to be on the brink of death as he defiantly gestured a middle finger at the Eye of Celestial Tribulation above.

"If you can't strike me down, you are my grandson!"

The Thunder Dragon was furious!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

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