Zheng Yi's teeth chattered with a grinding noise.
The rampant tribulation thunder within his body seemed to want to slice every bit of his flesh off.
This was even considering the fact that the thunder tribulation had been significantly weakened by those hastily made lightning rods.
If it had been the full version of the tribulation thunder, he truly would have been reduced to ashes.
Just as Zheng Yi's consciousness was about to completely fade away.
The wildly rampant tribulation thunder suddenly calmed down. As the intense pain disappeared, a mysterious suction force emanated from the Golden Core within his body.
All the force raging within him flowed towards Zheng Yi's Golden Core, entering it.
With the influx of these forces, the Golden Core also became increasingly solidified and stable.
The tribulation thunder ceased, and the tribulation clouds slowly dispersed from the sky.
On the Tribulation Platform, Zheng Yi looked as miserable as could be imagined.
