With each cycle he endured, Yang Yuanhong could clearly feel his physical strength and toughness grow by another degree.
This was precisely the effect he wanted to achieve.
If Tribulation Crossing could not improve his combat strength, then what meaning did such a tribulation have?
"Hmm, Yuan Hong's true body possessed truly astonishing recovery. It could withstand even such a formidable tribulation."
Clad in black outer armor, Chen Yang observed Yang Yuanhong's breakthrough from the closest distance, continuously assessing his various abilities.
Yang Yuanhong was the first cultivator Chen Yang had nurtured from the fetal stage. His growth and accomplishments were also exceedingly valuable experience for Chen Yang.
Just then, Yang Yuanhong, who had originally been tightly clenched in the golden dragon claw, began trying to force the claw open bit by bit.
Yet the golden dragon claw was unwilling to give up as well. It continued increasing its grip, intending to crush Yang Yuanhong to death on the spot.
Through this back-and-forth struggle, Yang Yuanhong's endurance also improved significantly.
However, sharp-sensed as Chen Yang was, he still caught a faint trace of disappointment in Yang Yuanhong's eyes.
"Hahaha! Good lad! Even this isn't enough to satisfy you?"
Chen Yang laughed heartily to himself, his mood instantly brightening.
Yang Yuanhong's current performance had already surpassed Chen Yang's initial expectations of him.
"Want tempering? Easy, easy. This Venerable God may have no other particular talents, but I am extremely practiced at creating hardships for others."
With a thought, Chen Yang condensed a mass of malicious force.
"Yuan Hong, catch this!"
Whoosh—
The malicious force drifted out and landed squarely on Yang Yuanhong.
In an instant, Yang Yuanhong's expression changed drastically, and a grave look appeared on his face.
He felt his body suddenly become incredibly heavy, as though it had been