When Misfortune Reached Its End, Fortune Came-Cause and Effect

This was the first time.

A cultivator had carried millennia of accumulated power into his tribulations, with virtually no accidents or unforeseen factors interfering throughout.

He had passed two tribulations in succession.

But in the end, his strength had fallen short. During the Heavenly Dao Killing Tribulation, lightning had blasted him to dust, destroying his body and soul. Even his Undying True Spirit had dispersed.

No trace of his body, soul, or Daoist arts remained in the world!

The sight jolted everyone awake. These were the Heaven-Earth-Human Three Tribulations, the trials of a Spirit Transformation Dao Lord. Fail to pass them, and you would die!

It sounded like a joke.

More like a statement of the obvious.

But the truth was, ever since the Yang World had revived enough to allow Spirit Transformation Dao Lords to emerge—from Shouchen's first daring breakthrough until today—

Apart from the Nascent Soul Cultivators whom Liu Dongqing had slain outright as the "fourth heavenly tribulation," wielding his sword of time,

everyone else had passed the nine bolts of heavenly lightning more or less safely. Their methods of facing the Heavenly Dao Killing Tribulation had flaws, and their Divine Embryos had suffered injuries of varying severity, but they had survived.

That had given the world a false impression.

It had seemed that if they steeled themselves and made the necessary sacrifices, they could trade some injury to their Divine Embryos for a smooth ascent to that higher realm.

Their predecessors' apparent ease had made heavenly lightning seem like nothing much.

They had seen the thousand miles of thunderclouds turn to radiant clouds and heard Daoist chants fill the sky, but they had overlooked the wounds the lightning left behind.

Lightning did not hurt until it struck you.

But now,

someone's death—a fate everyone could understand—had torn