Heavenly Tribulation.
All the silver lightning had now been withdrawn. Only murky yellow wind and sand swept through the air, circling back and forth, shifting between cold and dryness. Within the main hall of Hanging Thunder Peak at its center, two people already stood.
"You faced danger time and again on this voyage overseas. You've had a hard time."
A steady voice rang out, echoing through the hall. A man in silver robes paced slowly, worry on his face.
"The monsters of the Xia Kingdom are a powerful force. Even the Dragon Venerable's lineage is among them. They will probably stir up no end of trouble in the future... how are your injuries?" Below him stood only a lean man in black robes: Xu Fayan.
"You needn't worry, Master. A nurturing earth Dharma Body has no fixed form when it gathers or disperses, and excels at transformation. Though its defenses are merely average, repairing it is extremely simple." Xu Fayan answered in a low voice. His Dharma Body was injured, but beneath a covering of blue-yellow radiance, it had already mostly recovered. The damage was not serious. In terms of solidity, nurturing earth was nothing remarkable, far inferior to Dao lineages such as wu earth and gen earth. Its advantage lay in its countless transformations and ease in dealing with enemies. Even if it was damaged, there was no need to grieve; all manner of methods involving propagation, transformation, swallowing, and refinement could restore it.
Ordinary cultivators repairing their Dharma Bodies either needed spirit treasures of the same kind or had to find something balanced and mild. Nurturing earth required no such concern. So long as it could be swallowed, it could be used!
Moreover, a mass of blazing bloodfire seemed to burn fiercely within his body. It was still