Lu Xiaotian was instantly overwhelmed by joy. For him, managing to reclaim his life was already fortunate enough, let alone successfully condensing a Golden Core.
Only, this Golden Core appeared slightly larger than those recorded for other cultivators—at most by a fifth or so. He had taken five Golden Core Condensation Pills, so where had the remaining spiritual power gone? Lu Xiaotian felt a surge of worry, but before he could inspect the other changes within his body, this nine-colored Golden Core was still unstable. In terms of actual strength, he was only somewhat stronger than before, still far from reaching the level of a Golden Core cultivator. Only cultivators who had endured the lightning tribulation could be called true Golden Core experts.
Lu Xiaotian abruptly raised his head. The dark clouds above were actually even denser than when Di Kun had undergone his tribulation, like a giant city in the sky that could come crashing down at any moment.
"Come on!" Lu Xiaotian sensed that the tribulation lightning was about to descend. Though he had yet to weather the lightning tribulation, his heart was already surging with heroic spirit. He slowly rose from the ground as the blood scabs on his face fell away on their own, revealing his original, somewhat refined features.
He had even miraculously survived the perilous five-element spiritual power within his body. How could an external threat like the lightning tribulation make him afraid? At that moment, Lu Xiaotian's silver hair and clothes fluttered on their own despite the lack of wind.
The surrounding mountain ranges were cast in vast shadows beneath the thunderclouds in the sky. Lu Xiaotian craned his neck and stared upward as the magical power in his dantian churned in waves. Though the magical power flowing from the nine-colored Golden Core