Next time he underwent a tribulation, he would shave himself bald, hair and all.
In his muddled consciousness—or rather, he had devoted all his awareness to his blade—he paid not the slightest attention to his own condition. Whether he succeeded in transcending the tribulation had been completely cast aside.
At that instant, Chen Zui had only four words for the Tribulation Lightning—
Victory was assured.
The formidable power of the Tribulation Lightning would not go easy on a tribulator simply because his will was formidable. The final bolt was always the fiercest and most thorough. It seemed to have condensed all the power of heaven and earth, determined to make the tribulator understand the height of heaven and the thickness of earth. Without absolute self-awareness, one's Dao Heart would inevitably tremble and waver at this moment.
For humanity's fear of strength was inborn. Yet cultivation meant defying the heavens. If one could not clearly understand this, a cultivator would absolutely be unable to cross this threshold.
Well, that was the Cultivation Realm's unanimous understanding of tribulation transcendence—or at least the understanding of most people. Many sects even emphasized this point when teaching common knowledge about tribulations.
But this principle was not particularly evident in Chen Zui. Mainly because he was so aggressively determined to advance that he had never considered such questions. Or rather, he simply could not comprehend them. He was just cultivating. Cultivation was defying the heavens? What kind of baffling theory was that? He was merely cultivating.
Thus, there was a kind of strength called "not realizing it." Because one knew nothing, one feared nothing.
And Chen Zui happened to fit this innate strength perfectly.
His utterly empty mind displayed astonishing power at this moment. The Tribulation Lightning did not even sense a trace of fear from