At the same time.
His brow shone.
The Golden Little Man rushed out and sat cross-legged in the void.
After advancing into the Immortal Platform Secret Realm, his Primordial Spirit had clearly risen to another level.
He opened his mouth and inhaled. Lightning poured down from across the sky and was absorbed in its entirety. Like a bottomless pit, the Golden Little Man took in the blazing lightning striking from every direction, embracing a hundred rivers like the sea and swallowing it all.
His flesh and Divine Sense underwent baptism together, bathed in the light of heaven and flashing with dazzling radiance.
This was a terrifying display of might. Even the Sun Sacred Body's flesh and Divine Sense were nearly torn apart; one could imagine what would happen if anyone else endured it.
But the price was enormous.
Taiyi had not drawn the lightning into his body, yet he was nearly blasted apart. Over a hundred of his bones had broken, and he had almost lost all human shape. Even the Golden Little Man was nearly torn into pieces, on the verge of destruction.
He had no choice but to do this. Only by thoroughly-
"Junior Brother Taiyi!"
"Young master/Master..."
"Holy Son-"
In the distance, Yao Xi, Han Dong, Lin Qing, An Miaoyi, and the others all paled, somewhat worried about his condition.
He was far too determined and self-assured, forcibly drawing down heavenly lightning to temper his physique and refine his Divine Sense. The price was leaving himself covered in wounds and drenched in blood.
That sturdy, imperishable body of his.
Even it had nearly been blasted into pieces.
So weakened, could he really survive the tribulation to come?
"Clang-" The bell's mighty toll resounded through the heavens.
At some unknown point, the Chaos Bell had rushed from the