Although Qin Fengming knew that the middle-aged cultivator before him would surely say something that shocked him, he had never imagined that those words would leave him utterly dumbfounded.
The experience of this Supreme Ancestor of Tenglong Pavilion was simply too incredible to believe.
Two hundred years ago, Luo Tai had personally experienced the baptism of a Spirit Severing Heavenly Tribulation. Relying on his own formidable strength and several magical treasures specially prepared to resist the Spirit Severing Heavenly Tribulation, he had ultimately endured that vast and indescribable baptism.
Just as the Tribulation Cloud in the sky dispersed and several Integration stage cultivators from Tenglong Pavilion rejoiced, they suddenly discovered that the main figure of the tribulation had collapsed onto the stone ground.
With their experience, everyone had of course already seen that the strange and unpredictable Spirit Severing Heavenly Tribulation had indeed been overcome by Luo Tai. But the result had far exceeded their expectations. Luo Tai, who had just survived the Spirit Severing Heavenly Tribulation, had actually fallen into a coma. Even more astonishingly, the aura emanating from his body was extremely strange.
Under such circumstances, even the Integration stage cultivators of Tenglong Pavilion, with all their broad experience, found it difficult to determine why this had happened.
Luo Tai remained unconscious for several months.
Aside from his unstable aura and inability to awaken, Luo Tai showed no other symptoms. Even after several peak Integration stage cultivators examined him, they could not find any danger within his body.
Although they could not awaken Luo Tai, the people of Tenglong Pavilion knew that he could no longer be regarded as a peak Integration stage cultivator. The magical power within his body had already far exceeded the quantity and purity that a peak Integration stage cultivator should possess.
Moreover, although