This was Taixu's tribulation of transformation. He had to survive it himself; no one could help him.
Unlike an ordinary Lightning Tribulation, this one was golden. Its majestic power took the form of Golden Lightning Dragons that thundered straight toward Taixu's Primordial Spirit.
It carried a world-destroying might that shook heaven and earth!
His Primordial Spirit soared skyward, shimmering with strange light and power enough to shake the heavens!
Rumble!
Amid the thunder, the lightning dragons shattered into energy and poured into Taixu's Primordial Spirit. Before long, the thunder vanished.
As the light faded, it revealed a naked young man of about twenty. His skin was like white jade, black hair fell loose down his back, and purple light flickered in his eyes before quickly disappearing.
He waved his hands, and white robes appeared on his body. Golden patterns wound across the sleeves, lending him an air of nobility.
Having survived his tribulation of transformation, his cultivation advanced another step. He had finally reached the early Golden Immortal stage.
A hundred years passed in a flash, and Taixu finally consolidated his newly advanced cultivation.
The entire Primordial Universe was still caught up in the excitement of Hongjun's coming lecture.
None of that concerned Taixu, however. He was heading away from West Kunlun.
His cultivation was still too low, and he did not even know the way. All he could do was wander and see where the road took him.
Taixu used no flight technique. He entered the Primordial Universe one step at a time.
Step by step, he felt this newborn world, contemplated the mysteries of heaven and earth and the universe, and marveled at the beauty of life's creation.
Understanding the Dao also had to come one step at a time. He could not rush it.
Haste meant an