The Golden Core Tribulation (Part One)

"He must have made tremendous progress over these past twenty years. I remember you telling me that his Primordial Spirit left his body during cultivation and he ascended in broad daylight. He must have gained a profound insight then."

Tianxingzi spoke calmly. He did not believe Zhang Ming could have concealed anything when Xingming had personally tested him. Otherwise, if Xingming could not handle even a Foundation Establishment cultivator, his late Golden Core Realm strength would be a joke.

Xingming suppressed his shock and decided his senior uncle was right. He had tested Zhang Ming himself. If he could not even determine the aptitude of a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, he might as well find a block of tofu and dash his head against it.

For all their hard-won experience, he and Tianxingzi lacked the deep heritage of a great sect. Top-tier immortal arts such as the Gui Water True Scripture and the Qiongqi Purgatory Art were beyond anything they could imagine.

"Senior Uncle, his Body Refining Technique must have an ancient lineage!"

Seeing Zhang Ming smash the first Heavenly Tribulation bolt with a single punch—a bolt far more powerful than any opening strike they had ever witnessed—Xingming's eyes flashed as he suddenly voiced the thought.

Beside him, Tianxingzi gave no answer. His eyes narrowed to slits.

How could he fail to see the power of Zhang Ming's Body Refining Technique? Before, he had simply assumed Zhang Ming was born with a strong body. Otherwise, why would he have chosen the path of physical cultivation?

That path to immortality was far harder than theirs. Not only was its cultivation agonizing, but the chance of advancing was twenty to forty percent lower than for a spell cultivator. That difference was terrifying.

Thus, only those with the right gift could practice Body