Core Tribulation (VI)

Pain—agonizing, unbearable pain. Li Yan's skin had split and his flesh had torn open. The final strike of the Heavenly Tribulation had caused a strange transformation in his Dantian lake.

Whether because the impact had been too great or for some other reason, all five great cauldrons of spiritual power had shattered.

The five-colored spirit python whirling rapidly overhead had also lost its radiance, shrinking into a gray speck that drifted aimlessly above the Dantian lake.

Li Yan's consciousness had already begun to blur. In his present state, he was only keeping his spiritual power circulating by instinct.

This was Li Yan's most dangerous moment. Although Melting Bamboo Shoot had replenished his reserves earlier, leaving him with roughly sixty percent of his spiritual power, that power had already slipped beyond his control.

His Divine Sense and physical condition had deteriorated to their limits. He could barely even feel the faint, intermittent thread connecting him to his life-bound magical treasure.

After he had been driven into the earth, the red and blue lightning pouring down suddenly turned golden with the disappearance of the single eye in the sky, carpeting the bottom of the pit.

The golden arcs were like spirit snakes. As soon as they landed at the bottom of the deep pit, they converged on a single point beneath the soil—the very spot where Li Yan lay with his consciousness fading.

Upon touching Li Yan's body, the golden arcs seeped straight into him without resistance, traveling along his meridians and gathering within his Dantian's inner sanctum.

Li Yan remained entirely unaware, allowing the golden arcs to enter his body and flow together into his Dantian.

Golden light converged from every limb and bone like a hundred rivers pouring into the sea. The gray speck, barely the size of a bean,