"Do you know what the greatest hurdle is in advancing from Heavenly Monarch to Tribulation Immortal?"
Without waiting for Chen Changqing's reply, he continued on his own.
"It is not the might of the heavenly tribulation, but the decay of one's 'Dao'!"
"We cultivators have cultivated for tens of thousands of years. Countless Dao wounds have long been left within our bodies, our lifespans are nearing exhaustion, and our souls have been eroded by the years until they are no longer whole."
"The tribulation of a Tribulation Immortal is called a heavenly tribulation, but in truth, it is a tribulation of oneself!"
"What it detonates is every hidden danger accumulated within our bodies over ten thousand years! The power of the heavenly tribulation is merely the fuse!"
"For three thousand years, this old man had thought of countless ways to mend my Dao wounds, prolong my lifespan, and nurture my soul, but all of it was ultimately but a cup of water against a cartload of firewood."
"My original confidence was less than ten percent."
Daoist Wu Zhen spoke to this point, lowered his head to glance at the Undying Divine Medicine in his palm, his eyes filled with boundless emotion and excitement.
"But with it..."
"How could it merely be possible!"
"Its vast origin of life is enough to repair every Dao wound I have suffered over ten thousand years! To refill my depleted lifespan! To nourish my deficient soul back to its most perfect, peak condition!"
"It has given me the most perfect body and the most perfect Dao foundation to face that final trial!"
"How could this be merely ten percent confidence?"
Daoist Wu Zhen raised his head, looked at Chen Changqing, and spoke each word with deliberate force.
"This is the Heavenly Dao giving me a