After brewing for half a day, the lightning tribulation finally took shape. A bolt of purple lightning struck down without the slightest courtesy, cleaving straight at Ye Lin's primordial spirit.
"Protect."
The tiny Ye Lin primordial spirit rapidly formed hand seals, finally creating a transparent barrier above his head.
This was the Primordial Spirit Tribulation. He could not be as reckless as before; every necessary preparation had to be made.
With a thunderous explosion, the defenses Ye Lin had set up shattered under the lightning as brittle as paper mache. The lightning swept through his entire primordial spirit with unstoppable force.
Ye Lin could only close his eyes and hold fast to himself.
Crack...
A few breaths later... a crisp shattering sound rang out. A terrifying crack appeared across Ye Lin's primordial spirit.
The crack stretched directly from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, as though it were about to split Ye Lin in two.
His primordial spirit, once suffused with radiance, gradually dimmed until it was devoid of light. Only a faint ghostly glow lingered around its surface.
"Damn it, isn't this lightning tribulation far too terrifying?"
With his eyes shut, Ye Lin cursed inwardly. That single bolt had grievously wounded his primordial spirit, and his condition had become utterly listless.
A pain that seemed to pierce straight into his soul made his entire primordial spirit tremble without end.
Before Ye Lin could even catch his breath, the second bolt descended. It was swifter and fiercer than the first, giving him no chance to react at all.
Crack... crack... crack...
A dense succession of crisp cracks rang out. Fissures spread all over Ye Lin's body. From afar, he looked like something pieced together from countless fragments.
"The third lightning tribulation... I really will die."