The lightning dragon plunged from the sky, slamming viciously into Jiang Lu's Nascent Soul Dharma Form.
The Dharma Form shuddered slightly, the golden light around it swaying violently. The tiny Nascent Soul stood within its brow, silently enduring the lightning's tempering, while the compassion in its features only deepened.
For the more painful the lightning tribulation became, the more keenly she understood the suffering of living beings crushed beneath the Heavenly Dao and trampled by fate.
The final bolt-the fifty-fourth.
The end of the Fifty-Four Heavenly Tribulation had arrived.
This bolt turned pure gold. An enormous fissure split the sky, and countless lightning patterns surged from it, weaving into a vast net that engulfed Jiang Lu, her Dharma Form, and her Nascent Soul.
"BOOM-"
The entire middle region of the Illusory Forest was instantly swallowed by blinding golden light.
The ground collapsed, lakes evaporated, and ancient trees turned to ash. Beneath that strike, the protective formation shattered completely into a skyful of glittering fragments.
Every surrounding formation also began breaking apart, inch by inch, its markings going dark.
Jiang Lu's body trembled violently amid the lightning. She was on the verge of giving out.
Just then, her Nascent Soul suddenly moved.
The tiny Nascent Soul raised its head toward that final bolt of lightning and slowly extended a little hand.
In the next instant, the golden Dharma Form raised its hand as well.
The Dharma Form opened its palm, letting the final bolt fall into it.
Lightning exploded in its palm, becoming countless fine streams of light that flowed through the Dharma Form into Jiang Lu's dantian, then poured into her Nascent Soul.
Under the lightning's tempering, the Nascent Soul's three-inch-tall body gradually grew more solid, more sacred.
It had truly become Jiang Lu's Dao Fruit. With that, the Fifty-Four