The oppressive aura of the Heavenly Tribulation finally dissipated, leaving behind a sense of awe and a faint tremor in the very fabric of reality. Wang Jian, battered but unbowed, stood tall, the power coursing through his veins a testament to his victory. Yet, in his eyes burned a flicker of caution. He had reached the absolute peak of the Divine Tribulation Realm, but the climb to the coveted Divine Harmony Realm was another beast entirely.
This ascent was not a matter of sheer brute force, but a delicate balance and refinement. It involved the harmonious merging of three crucial elements within a cultivator's being: the Qi within their Dantian, the Spiritual Energy nourishing their soul, and the nascent Divine Energy burgeoning within their Divine Soul. It was a process fraught with difficulty, one that demanded careful consolidation of his recent gains before attempting any further advancement.