Pure Yang!

Chapter 489 A Life-or-Death Tribulation! The Great Spirit Sect King and the Qianxuan Spirit King
The first stage of fasting, the inner alchemy undergoes nine cycles, and changes occur in threes.

Every three realms, there is a qualitative leap and transformation.

Zhang Fan's accumulation was so profound, nourished by the Water Mansion, having intercepted the Xu family's fortune, and having been offered incense and spiritual energy by the Xijiang region. Now, he has also obtained the life essence of two great demons, and everything has finally come to fruition.

The Great Serpent Roars Through the Mountains is a cultivator who has completed four cycles of inner alchemy and possesses profound Taoist cultivation. It once absorbed the essence of a great dragon from the Qinling Mountains.

Black Pool Earthworm Lord was a cultivator who had completed three cycles of inner alchemy and mastered demonic arts, having been refined and transformed by the Black Pool swamp.

It was only through the inner cores and primordial spirits of these two great demons that Zhang Fan underwent such a transformation, finally stepping into the second major level of the Zhai Shou realm and cultivating his inner core to the fourth stage.

The empty valley beneath the sunken land has long since turned into ruins, with smoke and dust billowing and real fires flying everywhere.

The terrifying fluctuations left by the divine light of the spirit platform were still raging and spreading in the air.

Two enormous creatures lay fallen before them, their ferocious aura still lingering.

The scales of the black snake, mixed with scarlet flesh and blood, were scattered all over the ground. The pink earthworms were crushed into pieces, covered with a sticky, foul-smelling liquid, and were no longer alive.

In the distance, Wang Zhaolin watched everything unfold before him, his gaze falling on Zhang Fan, his eyes filled with deep awe and apprehension.

Two overlord-level demons died in Yinxu, in this dark and sunless underground world, and in the body of a man of similar age.

Breaking through the physical body, refining the inner elixir, devouring the primordial spirit... these consecutive actions are performed in one go. It must be because he has been through countless battles and tribulations that he has developed such skills and spirit, and cultivated such demeanor and momentum.

"The Divine Demon Holy Embryo... Apart from the Great Spirit Sect King, there is actually a second person in this world who has mastered this technique."

At that moment, a voice seemed to roar in Wang Zhaolin's heart.

He certainly hadn't forgotten the terrifying sense of oppression he felt the moment Zhang Fan's primordial spirit left his body.

Before the primordial spirit, that power was like heaven and earth, like gods and demons.

According to his understanding, the Nine Laws are supreme, and in the same world, only one person should be able to master them.

"The annihilation of the Nan Zhang clan created such an anomaly." An Wuyang looked at Zhang Fan, his mind filled with a thousand thoughts.

hum...

Just then, Zhang Fan turned around, took a step, and landed in the ruins of the empty valley, standing in front of the strange large rock.

That strange life-giving root, like the meridians of the human body attached to a large rock, seemed to be breathing.

Zhang Fan could feel wisps of air constantly gushing out from the stone, carrying a little moisture and a little warmth, as if it contained the rhythm of life.

"Finally got it," Zhang Fan exclaimed.

With this, we can find the Tomb of the Living Dead and enter it.

With this in mind, Zhang Fan reached out with his right hand and grabbed the severed genitals, a strange sensation coming from his fingertips.

Suddenly, all sorts of strange phenomena appeared in the air before Zhang Fan's eyes, and the surrounding valley instantly returned to its original state. Flowers bloomed and withered, and life and death were just a moment away.

What he held was like a ball of fire, yet also like a pool of water, yin and yang blending together, indistinguishable from one another.

"This……"

Zhang Fan subconsciously looked down and saw that his right hand, which had been holding the "life-giving organ," had already turned into a stark white skeleton.

His fur, his flesh, his veins... all his tangible essence shed in an instant, just like the withered flowers scattered on the ground, returning to the soil, to bloom again.

At this moment, Zhang Fan seemed to have become a part of that life-and-death impermanence, a segment in the cycle of birth, death, existence, and non-existence.

"The Great Dao has no gate of life and death; the cycle of the four seasons is the grace of Heaven. Outside the calamity, one idly observes the changing stars; in silence, one laughs as the moon sinks..."

Suddenly, a strange sound rang in Zhang Fan's ears, like the chanting of scriptures or the singing of Sanskrit.

He suddenly looked up and saw a stubborn rock before him, its mysterious light soaring into the sky, its brilliance boundless, as if a figure were hidden in that place where life and death intersected. In its mysterious depths, there seemed to be the Daoist rhythm, and in its ethereal depths, there seemed to be a great law being formed.

At this moment, the stubborn rock was no longer a stubborn rock.

He seemed to have transcended life and death, becoming one with the Dao, truly understanding that life and death are natural processes. The coming and going of the mortal world could no longer disturb him in the slightest. Even everything that came near him was settled in the eternal and unchanging Dao, becoming a part of spring, summer, autumn, winter, dusk, dawn, flowers blooming and falling...

Who can recognize the true and constant realm? Even a stubborn rock is the true king here.

Rumble…

Suddenly, the dimly lit valley below trembled violently, and the stubborn rock burst forth with boundless brilliance. The [Life Root] attached to it shone with a radiance like stars in the void.

In that radiant light, Zhang Fan's figure became blurred, as if he were about to become that stubborn rock, that blooming flower, or a part of that empty valley.

"Auntie? What's going on?"

Seeing his fascination, Wang Zhaolin couldn't help but ask.

"senior……"

At this moment, even An Wuyang couldn't help but turn his head to look at Wang Zhaolin, a hint of worry showing between his brows.

“You young people have no idea about the profound mysteries of the Nine Methods.”

"The cycle of birth and death is the way to understand the constant cycle of life and death. That severed life root is the immortal substance left behind by its cultivator," Wang Qiluo said in a deep voice.

“Unless one possesses this technique, that thing cannot be touched at will.” Wang Qiluo’s beautiful eyes flickered.

"To touch it carelessly is to break the boundary between life and death and to touch the forbidden realm."

"Heaven cannot tolerate it, and earth cannot forgive it."

"Will he die?" Wang Zhaolin couldn't help but ask.

Wang Qiluo remained silent. She looked at Zhang Fan, whose figure was becoming increasingly blurry in the empty valley, and suddenly loosened her tightly clenched hands.

Immediately afterwards, she took a step and entered the empty valley.

"Aunt!" Upon seeing this, Wang Zhaolin's expression changed drastically, and he cried out in alarm, but it was too late.

When Wang Qiluo appeared beside Zhang Fan, her boundaries became blurred, as if she were merging into the boundless light.

The inside of her manhood seemed to be visible in a microscopic way, filled with a star-like brilliance.

Suddenly, Wang Qiluo raised her jade-like hand and placed it on Zhang Fan's shoulder.

hum...

In an instant, Wang Qiluo's primordial spirit stirred, and her delicate body trembled violently. The mysterious frequency resonated with that severed life-giving root.

"Um!?"

At that moment, An Wuyang's eyes widened, and he observed with his primordial spirit that a star-like radiance also appeared within Wang Qiluo's body, almost identical to that of her life-giving root, only it was not as pure and intense.

Rumble…

At Wang Qiluo's dantian, her inner core spun and radiated golden light. The starlight within her body, like an inverted Milky Way, flowed towards Zhang Fan's body.

Suddenly, tiny, star-like lights appeared inside Zhang Fan's body, and his previously blurry figure became clear again.

At that moment, he seemed to have broken free from that endless cycle of life and death.

Rumble…

At the same time, countless lights and sounds burst forth from the star-like brilliance, permeating Zhang Fan's primordial spirit and appearing before his eyes one by one.

Even if I die, I want to die with you.

In the dimly lit underground world, a delicate yet indomitable voice resounded.

A chilling wind howled, and demonic energy raged. Terrifying phenomena shook the underground world, as if trying to tear off the dome of the underworld.

In the pool of blood, a young girl held a blood-soaked young man in her arms, as if he were her last shield. She did not relax her grip for a moment, even as the demonic wind raged and tore apart his snow-white body.

At this moment, her eyes were incredibly firm.

"I'm still trapped in this calamity; you'll only be throwing your life away if you stay here," the young man gritted his teeth and shouted.

His eyes were deep, like an endless night. Even at this critical moment of life and death, he remained remarkably calm, except for a hint of worry in his gaze as he looked at the girl.

"I'd rather die with you," the girl said stubbornly.

She held the young man tightly in her arms, the surrounding demonic winds cutting into her body like knives, causing blood to flow freely, but she did not loosen her grip even slightly.

"Zhang Lingzong, all the people of Nan Zhang are dead, how can you still live?"

Suddenly, a sinister voice came from an unknown direction.

Buzz... Upon hearing this, the young man's eyes widened in anger, and a raging fire surged in his deep eyes. It was as if he had returned to that night, when his clan was destroyed and he was separated by life and death.

"Don't listen, don't listen, it's disturbing your mind."

The girl gritted her teeth, quickly covered the young man's ears, and lay down on top of him.

"Your father's body has been dried out and is now preserved in a jar. Do you want to see it?"

That sinister voice rang out again, tinged with mockery and cruelty.

"you wanna die!"

Suddenly, the young man could no longer bear it and struggled and roared.

"Got you!"

Just then, the eerie voice came, seemingly within arm's reach. In the dim underground world, a strange figure emerged, with deep, dark eyes, resembling a tiger or wolf, and covered in heavy scales.

Rumble…

As soon as the eerie figure appeared, it suddenly opened its mouth, and flames shot out like three-foot-long swords, soaring into the sky and attacking the youth from the source of the sound.

call……

Almost simultaneously, the girl reacted instinctively and stepped in front of the young man.

Rumble…

A violent sound echoed in the dark and desolate underground world, and the sword-like flames pierced through the girl's body and the young man's chest.

The demonic aura of that fire sword was too strong; it struck two targets at once, chilling them to the bone.

boom……

A dull thud echoed as the young man and girl fell simultaneously into a pool of blood.

The desolate land seemed to have become their tomb and final resting place.

"Finally dead!"

In the darkness, the eerie figure rebuked mercilessly.

Rumble…

Immediately afterwards, amidst the boiling demonic energy, more figures emerged, rushing in from different directions.

There were large snakes covered in black scales, wriggling, sticky earthworms with pink bodies, and rats with hairs as thick as steel needles all over their bodies...

Pairs of scarlet eyes, like lanterns, lit up in the darkness, surrounding the pool of blood, eyeing their prey with predatory intent.

"The last flame of incense in Nanzhang has been extinguished!"

Excited roars echoed through the dark underground world.

"How could that be? With me here, he won't die."

Suddenly, a detached voice echoed in the darkness.

The fierce figures were all startled and looked in the direction of the sound.

Demonic energy roamed freely, filling the sky.

In a daze, a figure was sitting cross-legged in the dimly lit corner of the ground, with a bright lamp flickering in front of him.

No... that was not a lamp, but a strange root that flickered like a lamp, revealing a brilliance like stars.

That figure moved with the grace of a flowing breeze, as if gazing at the vast sky. His unparalleled elegance was a rare find. With a single hand seal, countless rays of light emanated from his strange root veins.

Within that radiance, all things appeared in a dazzling display, as if heavenly flowers were falling in disarray, and the sun and moon were revolving. All things in the universe, life and death, seemed to be contained within it.

"One of the nine laws, Jia is born and Gui dies... You are Li..."

Suddenly, one of the demonic energies trembled and let out a scream filled with deep terror.

"Life and death, illusion and destruction, are but a fleeting moment!"

call……

Suddenly, a soft voice rang out.

Rumble…

Almost at the same moment, the great demon that had just made its move withered away like a flower. Its body aged rapidly, its fur scattered like dust in the wind, and its flesh turned into mud, dissolving into the dark underground and becoming nourishment for this Yin Ruins.

"This this……"

This scene was astonishing, causing the demonic energy to dissipate and the fierce figures to retreat, not daring to cross the line even slightly.

A is born and a dies; they transcend impermanence. In the blink of an eye, they face the dilemma of life and death.

Such domineering true skill should never appear in this mortal world.

hum...

In the corner, the figure stood motionless, its star-like radiance scattering and drawing into the bodies of the young man and woman.

Immediately afterwards, their injuries began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their vitality returned quietly, like the end of winter and the beginning of spring.

"Life and death are the wondrous applications of the Great Dao."

"Brother Dao, your success is truly commendable and worthy of congratulations."

Just then, a soft sound rang out, seemingly from nowhere, vast and distant, piercing through the star-like brilliance and reaching the ears.

In the corner, the figure's expression suddenly changed. His previously calm face finally showed a solemn look. He uttered a name as his lips moved slightly.

"Zhang Qianxuan!?"

“Brother Dao, cultivation is not easy. If you are willing to stay away from this trouble, I can make the decision for Bei Zhang and let you leave.”

Suddenly, that soft sound rang out again.

"Hehe, Zhang Qianxuan, have you forgotten my name?"

In the corner, the figure paused for a moment, then grinned.

"Li Cunsi".

"No, I am Zhang Lingzong's brother."

Rumble…

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying aura soared into the sky and finally descended upon the place.

Qian Yuan established the celestial order with absolute authority, and Ling Wang held the seal to govern Yin and Yang.

That terrifying figure slowly emerged, surrounded by incense smoke, as if it had walked out of the chaos, the sun and moon revolving, unparalleled in heaven and earth.

"Qianxuan Spirit King!"

In the corner, the figure sat cross-legged, his expression solemn, yet he remained motionless, fully activating the power of his life force, drawing upon starlight to restore the lives of the young man and woman.

Rumble…

The terrifying atmosphere pressed down, and amidst the incense smoke, the heavens suddenly appeared, the primordial energy was born, and all things and phenomena were in order. Within that order, even life and death had to retreat, and even gods and demons had to be subjugated.

"Pfft..."

In the corner, the figure remained seated, but his face was deathly pale, and blood finally spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Give me life!"

Suddenly, the figure seemed to have used all its strength to let out a long howl.

Rumble…

Almost simultaneously, an astonishing meteor shower shot into the sky, shaking the gloomy world and the Yin Ruins of Chang'an.

Amidst the swirling incense smoke, the mysterious figure suddenly turned around, and in the endless night, a glimmer of light appeared. The long night suddenly ended, and daylight was clearly visible. An equally terrifying figure walked out of the void, surrounded by bubbling incense smoke, its aura overwhelming the past and present.

"Great Spirit King!!"

(End of this chapter)