"Slash!!!"
Ye Lin gripped Azure Frost and surged upstream, actually taking the initiative to meet the lightning tribulation head-on.
Whenever Ye Lin underwent tribulation before, he had always passively endured the strikes.
Because his former belief had been that heavenly tribulations were tests. Taking the initiative to attack was no different from provoking the Heavenly Dao—an act of utmost disrespect.
But now, he felt that he had been wrong.
In some respects, he truly fell short of those proud, high-spirited prodigies.
Yet at this moment, Ye Lin seemed to have found something.
He had grasped something.
Since one had chosen to fight, then one should stake everything on a single throw. Hesitation and timidity could never achieve greatness.
A hundred zhang in the air, man and lightning collided.
There was no earth-shaking boom—only a stretch of deathly gray silence.
Terrifying lightning completely engulfed Ye Lin. Gray lightning plasma washed over every inch of his skin, every wisp of his divine soul, every thread of Sword Intent like a waterfall.
This was the most brutal baptism at the level of laws.
Endure it, and he would be reborn.
Fail to endure it, and he would be reduced to ashes, body and soul extinguished. Hundreds of thousands of years of bitter cultivation would be destroyed in a single stroke, becoming nothing more than a dream of yellow millet.
Within the terrifying lightning, Ye Lin's consciousness sank into chaos.
He saw the scene of heaven and earth first opening.
The clear and turbid separated, yin and yang were first divided, and countless Daos came into being.
The evolution of all things between heaven and earth unfolded within his consciousness.
At that instant, heaven and earth no longer held any secrets from him.
It was as if he had come to understand the essence