Melting Release!
Inside the stalactite-filled cavern.
Blue firelight illuminated the interior of the cave, where only two people were present.
The beautiful woman sat cross-legged atop the carriage of a bronze chariot, motionless like a solemn and majestic divine Buddha.
Facing the direction of the bronze chariot was an earth-and-stone-piled seat, and the man slumped limply inside it was none other than Wang Ming, who was acting as a protector for Zhao Yun while she broke through her cultivation realm.
At this moment, a book hovered in front of Wang Ming's chest; whenever his gaze shifted, the book turned a page. Even when he focused his gaze on a particular spot in the book at some crucial point, the text upon it would instantly change, either vanishing or automatically generating new text.
He also kept a constant watch on Zhao Yun's cultivation progress.
In order to break through to the divine realm, Zhao Yun had sat in frozen meditation for three days and three nights.
Breaking through from the mortal realm to the divine realm was extremely difficult, much like cultivators undergoing tribulations to ascend.
The primary hardship of Daoist ascension was the need to endure thunder tribulations. Under the baptism of the thunder tribulation, one stripped away the mortal shell to forge an immortal divine soul, and then shaped an immortal body using immortal spiritual energy, achieving the goal of eternal life.
For cultivators, thunder tribulations were both hardships and opportunities.
Thunder tribulations were the power that helped them shed their mortal shells and forge immortal divine souls. Yet, because this power was overly violent, not everyone could successfully cross the tribulation.
If one's cultivation foundation was not solid enough, the step of shedding the mortal shell would fail, turning them directly into charcoal and leaving a pile of