Exile Was Already the Greatest Mercy

Wang Daoyuan truly feared that those with grudges against his master would swarm forward. No matter how capable he was, he would not be able to fend them all off.

So he gave everyone a dose of reassurance. "My master is not one to hold grudges. As a dignified Nascent Soul Cultivator, he would not stoop to suppressing Golden Core Cultivators.

"If you fail to recognize death when you see it, you know full well what the consequences will be."

As soon as he said this, no one dared act rashly again.

They all knew True Man Lei Yan's temper. He was not a petty, narrow-minded man.

If they did not make a move now, only True Man Xuanyan and that helper of his might suffer misfortune. Everyone else should be safe.

But if they acted and failed, death would be the least of it—their incense-lineage inheritance would be severed as well.

Even True Man Mo Yang, a Half-step Nascent Soul Cultivator, was not confident he could take down Wang Daoyuan before True Man Lei Yan awakened. The others had even less confidence.

The tribulation clouds overhead had now turned completely purple-gold. The purple-gold clouds continuously converged before releasing a purple-gold sphere of light more than a foot across.

The sphere merged into True Man Lei Yan's Nascent Soul, and its aura swiftly grew stronger.

After the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, the Nascent Soul awakened, its aura now far stronger than before undergoing tribulation.

Then, the Nascent Soul returned to True Man Lei Yan's body.

A Spiritual Qi Vortex a hundred miles in diameter appeared throughout Tribulation Valley. Previously, the Nascent Soul had been absorbing spiritual qi all along, while the physical body remained at the Half-step Nascent Soul level.

Now that the Nascent