Mortals Cultivating Immortality: My Chance Is Persistence

After three hundred years of lonely cultivation, she was finally about to face the final trial - as long as she survived the nine-day thunder tribulation, she would be able to ascend to the upper world. However, Heaven seemed to intend to test her. The power of the last three thunderbolts far exceeded the records in the classics, and almost split her body and spirit apart. Just when her consciousness was blurred, she vaguely saw the figure that once made her heart flutter. She thought with a wry smile: She never expected that the vision she had before her death would be him. But the next second, a real and warm embrace caught her falling body. "Three hundred years," the person she thought she had missed forever sighed, "I finally caught up with you.