"Yixuan, how thick was your True Immortal Tribulation?" In the distance, Ye Hongmao suddenly asked in amazement.
"About the thickness of an adult's arm!" Ye Yixuan's face was also filled with shock, and he answered truthfully.
The power of the tribulation depends on a cultivator's potential. Generally, the more powerful the tribulation, the better the aptitude, and the higher the heights they can reach in the future.
Ye Yixuan's tribulation was a whole circle larger than ordinary cultivators', already qualifying him as a rare genius. He could not imagine that a True Immortal Tribulation could be as thick as a barrel.
"A genius, a super genius! I never thought I, Ye Hongmao, could be so blind, having not noticed before!" Ye Hongmao was delighted, looking as if he wanted to walk over and kiss Ye Haochuan.
Ye Yixuan's face grew darker upon seeing this.
