Indeed, there was a difference. Lu Xiaotian did not know whether he truly possessed the Body of the Azure Dragon, but the dragon essence he refined seemed to have a much higher compatibility with him. Before Xiang Kuang advanced, he had even been able to keenly sense that the dragon essence refined by Xiang Kuang or Xiang Qingcheng had not yet fused with them closely enough. Even Xiang Huaxin, that old monster, could not detect anything unusual about this.
As he refined more and more dragon essence, not only did his blood-qi power undergo a sublimation, even his physical body became far tougher than before, far exceeding the limits attainable by a twelfth-tier body cultivator. Later, Lu Xiaotian had merely suppressed his cultivation level to prevent the heavenly tribulation from arriving too soon. Besides, with the eighteen golden men around, after the unprecedented great melee in the Secret Realm of the Spirit Ruins that had not occurred in tens of thousands of years, there were no enemies left worth Lu Xiaotian taking action against.
Boom, boom, boom! The roaring blood flood dragon smashed apart the tribulation lightning in the sky before dissipating into nothingness itself.
"This brat didn't even summon the Blood-Adamantine Battle Armor!" Xiang Kuang cried out in disbelief inwardly. Just as he was marveling at this, a second wave of blood-colored tribulation lightning came one after another.
"Are they not even going to give people a chance to live?" Xiang Kuang muttered inwardly, though he did not show it on his face when he saw Xiang Qingcheng's expression. When he had undergone his tribulation, there had been a rare interval midway through it, which had been crucial to his eventually surviving the Spirit Transformation tribulation.
This time, however, the tribulation lightning already carried a faint smell of blood.