"Could this be the legendary Nine-Colored Immortal Water?"
Wang Changsheng was overjoyed and astonished.
The Nine-Colored Immortal Water was a rare type of Immortal Water with extraordinary healing effects.
Even if one's divine soul had been injured, as long as one had not been completely annihilated, one could recover instantly.
Wang Changsheng took out an Azure Jade Bottle and was about to collect the Nine-Colored Immortal Water.
The pool rapidly shrank, and the amount of Nine-Colored Immortal Water quickly diminished as well.
A stream of Azure Rosy Cloud sprayed from the Azure Jade Bottle in Wang Changsheng's hand, enveloping the Nine-Colored Immortal Water and drawing it inside.
In the blink of an eye, the pool vanished, and so did the Nine-Colored Immortal Water.
Wang Changsheng's face was filled with confusion. Had it disappeared because his injuries had fully healed, or was there some kind of time limit?
He looked toward the Azure Lotus Creation Cauldron above him and let out a long breath of stale air.
He had prepared quite a few defensive treasures, even a Second-Order Immortal Formation, yet none of them had been able to withstand the Thunder Tribulation.
Without the Azure Lotus Creation Cauldron, he would not merely have been seriously injured—he would have died on the spot, his Dao extinguished.
He had endured thirty-six bolts of Nine-Colored Immortal Lightning, as well as a Thunder Tribulation incarnation.
This did not match the information he had possessed.
Cao Yuanxing might have known the reason. In the end, Wang Changsheng's experience was limited, and this tribulation had exceeded his understanding.
Wang Mengbin flew over and said excitedly, "Congratulations, Ancestor, on entering the Golden Immortal Stage."
Wang Changsheng nodded and asked about Wang Ruyan's condition.
Upon learning that Wang Ruyan was also attempting to break through to the Golden Immortal