Heavenly Punishment Triple Strike. Under Hou Niao's astonished gaze, a bolt of purple Thunder as thick as a child's arm struck down from above, seemingly the last strength of the Small Grotto-Heaven Small World. With that flash of Thunder, the Ganling Small World exhausted its final energy reserves, and the countdown to its collapse began.
A strange light shone in Tang Yan's eyes, and his entire Dharma-Self Body trembled beneath the purple Thunder. The Heavenly Dao was fair. After stripping him of his right to break the Heaven and Earth Shackles, it had given him a measure of compensation.
That compensation was this: within the final bolt of Thunder, he discovered Thunder's ultimate mystery!
Dangling!
Realizing that an opportunity had come, he cast aside his concerns that the Heavenly Dao might punish him for taking this shortcut to forming his core. He also realized that Thunder might become a very important direction for his future cultivation.
No cultivator failed to revere Thunder. He happened to need a new direction upon reaching the Golden Core realm, too. Wasn't this a pillow arriving just as he grew sleepy, everything falling into its proper place?
And so, even as the dangling Thunder blasted him into uncontrollable trembling and his Dharma-Self Body showed signs of collapse, he still imprinted that High Antiquity Thunder Talisman deep into his half-formed Golden Core.
He had to take a gamble. Better to die reaching for more than leave regrets behind.
Magical power surged throughout his body. Under his unyielding will, all his potential erupted. At the most dangerous moment, his Dharma Body stood only a step from collapse, but in the end, he endured.
Feeling that distinctive dangling core in his Dantian, he believed his advancement to the Upper Realm was unique. Nowhere on the entire continent could