"The third stage: tempering the law."
The power of immortal fortune surged wildly through Ye Lin's body, gradually condensing behind him into a black-purple Sword Qi three zhang long.
This Sword Qi was the manifestation of Ye Lin's Destruction Sword Dao Law.
"Go."
With a sweep of Ye Lin's hand, the Sword Qi behind him shot straight into the lightning tribulation.
What came next was the tempering of the law. The Heavenly Dao would test the power of one's laws. If one's comprehension was insufficient, if the law had not fully condensed, or for any number of other reasons, this origin law would dissipate within the lightning tribulation.
And he himself would become a completely crippled Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal.
One who had not mastered complete law power was a crippled Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal.
Yet Ye Lin was exceedingly confident in his own origin law.
His domain had reached perfection and condensed a law—an origin law at that. If even this could not survive the lightning tribulation, then he would truly have to wonder just how those invincible seniors of old had endured the World-Destroying Thunder Tribulation.
As the lightning tribulation brewed in the skies, Ye Lin sat cross-legged below, recovering from his injuries.
Throughout the law-tempering stage, he could not interfere at all. Everything depended on his own origin law.
"Hah... this World-Destroying Thunder Tribulation truly is perilous."
Ye Lin exhaled a breath of turbid air and muttered. If the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar had not blocked one bolt of tribulation lightning for him at the critical moment, perhaps he would already have been reduced to ashes.
That final bolt of the Primordial Spirit Tribulation had been monstrously powerful. Ye Lin guessed that even the primordial spirit of a Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal would not have been able to