Now, not content to stop, it seems to be releasing a big move. Zheng Yi felt a strong threat.

This time, the Thunder Tribulation combined the power of the previous nine Thunder Powers, and the unleashed might almost drained the Thunder Essence Qi of heaven and earth.

This time, the entire sky trembled as if all the thunder and lightning in the heavens and earth were exhausted.

The terrifying Thunder Power surged continuously within the dark clouds, its tide-like aura descending, causing the cultivators on Poison Dragon Island and the surrounding sea to tremble with fear.

Directly overwhelmed by this frightening aura, their Magical Power became unstable, and their Divine Souls were in turmoil.

In contrast, Zheng Yi remained expressionless, his calm demeanor unchanged.

If he cannot withstand the final blow of the lightning, then all his previous efforts would have been in vain.

Zheng Yi, maintaining his calm from beginning to end, finally showed an extremely grave expression on his face as the last bolt of lightning converged. His eyes gleamed brightly, reflecting in the void as if to see through the essence of everything.

Boom! Boom!

Within the flickering lightning, a Celestial Soldier dressed in golden armor appeared amidst the dark clouds, one hand gripping the Thunder Sword, the other holding a Golden Battle Lance. His eyes resembled two small golden suns, condensing from mid-air, with the spearhead and sword edge pointing directly at Zheng Yi’s position.

...

"Thunder Transformation?"

"Is this still a Golden Core Tribulation?"

"Unheard of..."

The cultivators suppressed on the ground below each raised their heads, their gaze dazed, their lips trembling.

Watching the incredible scene in the sky.

...

Ignoring the discussions below, Zheng Yi fixed his gaze on the transformed golden-armored Celestial Soldier. In its hand, the lightning spear flashed and suddenly hurled downwards, the terrifying Thunder Power condensed into a spear, dropping from mid-air towards the top of his head.

"Immortal-Slaying Sword Qi!"

A gourd appeared in Zheng Yi’s hand, its mouth aimed upward, and a Sword Qi shot straight up, meeting the Thunder Battle Lance head-on, resulting in a thunderous collision.

Both turned to nothingness, a black rift appeared and lingered for a long time.

Swish!

The golden-armored War General shot downward, the Thunder Sword of annihilation in its hand condensed, suddenly appearing before Zheng Yi, fiercely charging towards him.

Seeing the change unfolding before him, Zheng Yi’s expression remained unchanged, the Seven Treasures Marvelous Tree behind him swayed, emanating Five-Colored Divine Light.

As the light of the Five Elements and Five Colors circulated, Zheng Yi extended his right hand, waved forward, and the Five-Colored Divine Light manifested as a giant fan, like peacock feathers woven, swaying and scattering in the wind.

The Five-Colored Divine Light was indescribably magnificent.

Then, it brushed against the golden-armored War General.

Instantly, its power dissipated, the golden armor disappeared, and the golden War General formed by the concentrated Thunder Power of the entire space was directly decomposed, suppressed, turned into nothingness, and dispersed within the Five-Colored Light.

All things under the heavens cannot escape the Five Elements.

And the Five-Colored Divine Light, nothing cannot be brushed!

This change left the cultivators watching below completely baffled, watching in bewilderment and immense shock.

They could not imagine that the Power of a Thunder Celestial Tribulation could be destroyed in such an unbelievable manner!

This already surpassed the thinking range of ordinary cultivators.

Swish!

Above Zheng Yi’s head, a Golden Core emitting bright golden light floated out, flawless and without blemish, like a sun hanging there, radiating endless brilliance.

Below the sun, seven branches extended, each hanging with different True Forms of Magical Treasures, shining under the golden light.

Immortal-Slaying Gourd, Yin Yang Treasure Mirror...

Each True Form of a Magical Treasure displayed an extraordinary and powerful aura.

Above the golden brilliance, a huge Nine Bends of the Yellow Springs Map evolved chaos scenes, the pattern of the meandering Dao of Netherworld clearly imprinted in the sky, with four colored clouds floating there, seemingly still, yet surging with terrifying aura.

"Swallow a Golden Core into the stomach, my fate is dictated by me, not the heavens!"

"The Ninth Grade Golden Core, achieved!"

Zheng Yi retracted all the visions, opened his mouth, and swallowed that Golden Core.

In an instant, the aura around him changed, bursting forth with a mysterious quality akin to a primordial beast, then vanished completely as if it never existed.

He floated with the wind, in the void, resembling a lone reed drifting, still appearing as an ordinary Daoist.

His aura was introverted, returning to the essence.

A moment later, Zheng Yi opened his eyes, slowly speaking.

...

Zheng Yi’s Heart Spirit stirred, he looked down at everyone and ordered them to rest and recuperate.

The numerous pirate corpses that had died before were all well cleaned up.

Then, with a movement of his body, he transformed into a ray of light and disappeared again.

Immediately after, it was another half year in seclusion.

For this half year, everyone rushing to the news was stopped outside Poison Dragon Island.

During Zheng Yi’s seclusion, no outsiders were seen.

...

Six months later.

Over the vast sea.

In the dim night.

A figure walked on the waves, gradually merging with the moonlight in the sky.

A faint glow enveloped Zheng Yi’s body.

An indescribable aura was flowing around.

A Golden Core floated up and down before him.

Emitting a special mysterious aura.

Different from the Golden Cores of typical Core Formation Cultivators.

Zheng Yi’s Golden Core was round and plump, emitting dazzling golden light, with a sense of complete perfection.