After Ye Fan successfully survived his Heavenly Tribulation, his strength reached great saint fourth heaven. With his flesh tempered by the power of thunder, his cultivation was exceptionally stable.
During his tribulation, Ye Fan had deliberately drawn the power of thunder into his body to temper it. That exquisitely agonizing sensation had kept him howling for hours.
"Hahaha...! Immortal light really is wonderful stuff. Just like that, it let me break through a minor realm."
Feeling his strength at great saint fourth heaven, Ye Fan was thrilled. Without that mysterious cluster of immortal light, he would have needed at least several years to reach the next realm.
"Neigh...! Ye Fan, you just stepped in a pile of dogshit luck. If this divine steed had gotten that cluster of immortal light, I could have become a great saint too."
"Hahaha...! Brother Ye, when luck comes knocking, you couldn't stop it even if you tried."
Dragon Horse, Li Heishui, and the others were speechless. Out of all those people, Ye Fan just had to be the one who caught that cluster of immortal light. Still, there was nothing to envy. They were all on the same side, so it made no difference who received it.
"Hehe...! I just got lucky. The moment I caught that cluster of immortal light, it merged straight into my body and sent me into sudden enlightenment."
"Come on, let's go back and take another look. Maybe everyone will get some immortal light."
Ye Fan drove the Tractor back to the Southern Region of the Eastern Wasteland with everyone aboard to try their luck.
"Brother, you actually let lightning strike you on purpose. You seem like a masochist."
When Ye Sifan and Her Two Sisters had watched Ye Fan undergo his tribulation, his wild laughter had struck them