Waking up on the bed, Xiao Mo groggily opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was the familiar bed canopy.
'I'm back in my chambers?'
Xiao Mo's consciousness gradually returned.
He tried to sit up, only to feel a sharp pain wrack his body.
It felt as if every bone in his body had been shattered and then forcibly pieced back together.
Turning his head, Xiao Mo looked down at his body and saw that he was wrapped in so many bandages he couldn't move at all.
Lying on the bed, Xiao Mo recalled the events of his Tribulation Crossing.
Xiao Mo remembered that the Celestial Dao had shown him no mercy. Not only had the Thunder Tribulation taken physical form, but it had even conjured three separate bolts for his Foundation Establishment Realm breakthrough.
However, in the final moment before the thunderbolt struck, he had swung his sword with the determination to die.
After that, he had lost consciousness.
'Did I succeed in Crossing the Tribulation?'
