The Thunderbolt Tribulation

Being an Advanced Spiritualist was not the end. This was just the beginning.

"Old Man, quickly stabilize your realm. Let's do it again," Ou Yangming said with a smile.

After Old Craftsman adjusted himself for a while, he ate the second Three Revolutions Golden Pill. The medicinal strength of the pill was astonishing. It could not help Old Craftsman break through again, but it pushed the realm that he had just broken through to the peak.

The old man's strength had advanced by leaps and bounds. The golden pills were the painstaking work of the third-step conferred Ruler, the Crimson Ruler. Only after taking it many times would there be a slight side effect.

Ou Yangming's power of laws entered the old man's body. Before the remaining poison could take effect, it was immediately forced out of the old man's body by him.

"Again!"