Stepping on the demon door, the witch becomes the strongest.

Chapter 717 Pill Formation
The true energy is exhausted and there is no way out.

Just over two hundred golden thunderbolts have now become Yan Yu's death warrant.

His only remaining weapons were the Huangting Kunwu Sword, the Liangyi Microdust Sword, and his puppet, Ah Zhen. The two flying swords couldn't be used as disposable items. While they might be enough to break seven or eight lightning strikes, they definitely wouldn't be able to withstand over two hundred.

Similarly, Puppet Ah Zhen's Red Feather Nine Phoenix Fire is a cutting spell, which is absolutely lethal enough to a single target, but not so effective against a group.

The only thing worth relying on is the Yin-Yang Micro-Dust Sword Formation, which requires the Yin-Yang Micro-Dust Sword to activate. A single sword attack only needs to pierce the target, consuming less True Essence than the Red Feather Nine Phoenix Fire. However, if the sword formation cannot be formed, it is still a single-player ability. How can it deal with over 200 thunderbolts from the opponent?

However, Yan Yu’s true energy is no longer able to sustain the consumption of the sword formation.

Everyone at the headquarters looked at the live broadcast screen in silence, and the atmosphere on the scene gradually became sad.

Everyone knows that if they were in Yan Yu's current position, they would most likely have no choice but to sit back and wait for death without any chance of a comeback.

"I'm going out for a walk." Zhou Hongyu turned around and was about to leave.

"Don't be so foolish as to try to save him at the scene of the tribulation." Chen Lingyun warned, "If he still has a glimmer of hope, then your intrusion will surely lead to his death."

"I can't." Zhou Hongyu said coldly and left the command center.

Tang Xiaolian looked at Zhou Hongyu's back and suddenly asked Chen Lingyun:

"Does Team Yan really still have a chance?"

"I don't know." Chen Lingyun replied, "I can only say that he's circling around these lightning bolts, definitely not to die a few minutes later."

Tang Xiaolian was speechless after hearing this, and said after a while:
"I'm going to the bathroom."

She also left with red eyes. The atmosphere in the room became increasingly depressing, and only Zhang Huaide could be heard saying:
"I also think Team Yan wouldn't do anything meaningless, but in this situation, I really can't figure out how they can turn the tables. They should have prepared more means of large-scale strikes."

Chen Lingyun remained noncommittal. Did Yan Yu dislike large-scale attacks? Of course not. For example, if a puppet used the Great Bright Light Fire, it might be able to destroy thirty or forty Tribulation Thunders at once. But if the same True Essence were used to activate the Liangyi Microdust Sword Formation, with more precise control and sharper judgment, the number of destruction could reach hundreds.

Considering the cost-effectiveness of his True Essence, Yan Yu's chosen strategy was already the best. If there was a flaw, it was that he didn't have enough Ten Thousand Bamboo Swords and Small Xuan Light Rulers—but who could have anticipated such a thing? The Lu Kingdom had essentially given Yan Yu all the supplies it could produce in a short period of time.

She stared at the live broadcast screen in silence, with a rare absence of a smile on her face.

Yan Yu, if you have any tricks up your sleeve, please use them now.

Don't make me worry anymore.

………………

Thanks to the efforts of the monks, the surrounding unrest gradually subsided.

The four major teams returned to the Wudang Mountain base. The girls of the Zhenhai team went straight to the command center. After entering, they learned that Yan Yu had run out of ammunition and food, and was making his last struggle at the scene of the tribulation.

"Is there no way?" Su Yunjin asked hurriedly.

"No," Mei Yingxue replied, "Once he begins to overcome the tribulation, everything will depend on him alone. Any form of external interference will only backfire."

Su Yunjin looked dazed and distraught, but she heard Zhao Yuanzhen laughing:
"Don't worry, Yan Yu will be fine."

"That's right." Xie Ruoxi also agreed, with a firm expression, "The captain is the strongest."

I wish I could be as inexplicably confident as you guys... Su Yunjin was helpless and could only stare at the live broadcast screen anxiously, wishing he could rush in to help the captain immediately.

"Why is he spinning around?" Lin Ning suddenly asked.

"I don't know." Chen Lingyun said, "There must be a deeper meaning."

"Done!" Liu Longtao pushed the door open from outside, followed by Li Minghu with a sword on his back, and said loudly.

"Is everything resolved?" Mei Yingxue asked the two.

"Yes." Li Minghu nodded and said, "The leader of the team was Kanhara Shimie from the Sakura Empire. I killed him several times, but he escaped by using a paper doll to replace his death."

The Four Demon Lords of Sakura Empire were essentially the highest-ranking combatants in Onmyoji. Li Minghu's ability to single-handedly defeat them was already a remarkable achievement, but who had the time to care about that right now?

"Old Yan's situation isn't good." After staring at the screen for a moment, Liu Longtao said seriously, "He must be running low on energy. Otherwise, he could have just cast the Yin-Yang Micro-Dust Sword Formation and that would have been the end! Now he's being chased by lightning, and flying on his sword consumes energy. Won't he be dragged to death?"

"Everyone can see the facts, so there is no need for you to analyze them again." Chen Lingyun said with a forced smile.

"Given his personality, he won't just sit there and wait for death." Li Minghu said calmly, "But I don't understand what he's doing either."

"It keeps spinning in circles." Lin Ning frowned and guessed, "Is it testing the lightning's ability to turn?"

"If you want to measure the maximum angular velocity, you can tell by just turning it one or two times," Li Minghu said, shaking his head.

"There's one more thing," Mei Yingxue joined the discussion. "Each time he circles, he seems to be following the same route, but in reality, there are certain deviations in angle and position."

"There's bound to be some deviation," Liu Longtao complained. "Old Yan doesn't have a laser positioning device in his head. How could he possibly follow the same trajectory every time he circles, with no error?"

"No, the captain can." Lin Ning said seriously, "He can definitely do it."

"Okay, okay." Liu Longtao spread his hands and asked, "Then tell me, what is he going to do now?"

The four top sword masters of Lu State were all looking at the live broadcast screen. For a moment, no one could guess what was going on - could it be that they wanted to bypass the lightning until the battery ran out?

Lin Ning said nothing, her head bowed in thought. Her rationality told her that the captain was on the brink of life and death, but her emotions made her believe that the captain still had a way to save his life. But what could it be?

"It's about adjusting the position, idiot!" The voice of the Fairy in the Mirror sounded in my mind.

"Change position?" Lin Ning said subconsciously.

Everyone looked at her.

"Change position?" Li Minghu repeated instinctively, his expression suddenly changing. "Could it be..." Mei Yingxue took a deep breath, a look of disbelief on her face.

"What do you mean?" Among the four Sword Immortals, only Liu Longtao hadn't reacted yet. Yun Jin and the non-Sword Immortals were all confused. "What do you mean by adjusting the position? How do you adjust it?"

"It's all about adjusting the position!" Li Minghu suddenly realized something, as if he had been enlightened. He shouted excitedly, "The direction of movement of each lightning bolt is always locked on Yan Yu himself! In other words, even if the absolute speed of the lightning bolts is exactly the same, the direction of movement is different due to different positions, so the speeds of each axis decomposed orthogonally are also inconsistent! Using this, we can use our own movement to adjust their positions!"

"Uh..." Liu Longtao's thoughts became even more confused. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Mei Yingxue ask in disbelief:
"Can the positions of more than 200 moving targets be adjusted?"

"Sure." Lin Ning took over Li Minghu's words and said seriously, "It doesn't need to be adjusted to a straight line, just a fan-shaped plane with a small angle will be fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at the screen again and found that Yan Yu, who had been flying on the sword, suddenly stopped.

He was hovering in mid-air at this time, his hands had already made hand gestures, and the golden lightning below was still aiming at his body. Not only were they extremely close to each other, but there was no offset to the left or right. All the lightning happened to be on a fan-shaped surface with an angle of about 25 degrees.

Behind Yan Yu, the puppet Ah Zhen, who was lying on his back, stuck his head out, and golden-red light was already shooting out of his mouth.

Akabane Nine Phoenix Fire!
This was probably the poorest Chiyu Jiufeng in history. Before the golden and red thread reached the limit of the spell range, the puppet Ah Zhen had already started shaking his head.

To be more precise, it was just a slight tilt of the head, the rotation angle was less than 30 degrees, and the spell lasted only a few tenths of a second. The golden thread was completely extinguished after a sweep.

The next second, all the thunders began to explode one after another!

More than two hundred golden thunderbolts, without exception, were all hit, cut and detonated accurately by the Red Feather Nine Phoenix Fire!
The dense explosions unleashed a massive gust of wind, carrying flames in all directions. Yan Yu was too close to avoid the impact, so he could only deflect the Huangting Kunwu Sword to block it. Then, like a cannonball, he was struck head-on by the shockwave, sending him hurtling out of control.

But the calamity clouds did not move with him. They quickly faded in the sky, retreated and dissipated, revealing the warm sunlight of the afternoon.

In the command center, except for Mei Yingxue, who was required to stay here and not leave without permission, all the cultivators rushed out at the first opportunity.

Lin Ning was still the fastest. She was the first to rush out, rushed to the end of the corridor, jumped out of the window, and flew up on her sword. She and the sword together rushed to the top of Tianzhu Peak. Her spiritual sense instantly swept across the top of Tianzhu Peak, which was burned by the heavenly fire and in a mess. Then she passed by this place without hesitation and continued to rush north.

She arrived at the Danjiangkou Reservoir and began to lower her altitude closer to the lake surface, her spiritual sense constantly scanning the surrounding waters.

found it!
Lin Ning quickly lowered the sword light and saw Yan Yu floating on the water with his back facing upwards. She quickly wrapped him with the sword light, then flew back to the shore and laid him flat on the ground. She then took out a pill from her pocket and anxiously stuffed it into his mouth:
"Captain! Are you still alive? Take your medicine... Are you okay? Open your mouth!"

But no matter how she persuaded him, Yan Yu always gritted his teeth and refused to give in.

"Captain!" Lin Ning couldn't help but burst into tears, thinking that if the captain died at the last moment of the tribulation... She didn't even dare to think about such a possibility.

"I don't have the strength to take the medicine." Yan Yu, who was soaking wet, still had his eyes closed. He suddenly said weakly, "I need Ningning to feed me mouth to mouth."

Lin Ning was stunned for a moment, and uncontrollable ecstasy surged in her heart, which quickly turned into a slight sense of shame and annoyance.

She bit her lower lip slightly and snorted angrily, as if to express her disgust and resentment. Then she held the pill between her lips, not caring about the lake water and mud on Yan Yu's face, and just lowered her head lightly.

When the others arrived nearby, they saw Lin Ning carrying Yan Yu on her back as she walked out of the reeds by the lake.

"The captain is fine!" She shouted excitedly to everyone, her face filled with the most eager and innocent smile, "The captain has successfully formed a pill!"

Everyone quickly suppressed their swords and surrounded Yan Yu and Lin Ning. Soon, there were cheers and laughter.

When the news reached the Wudang Mountain base, Mei Yingxue finally smiled and congratulated Yan Yu on his successful Dan formation. She then quickly answered Ping Jing's call:
"Yes."

"Yan Yu himself confirmed that he has reached the Dan stage."

"The specific injuries have not yet been examined, and we will make arrangements as soon as possible."

"Yes, our preparations are still inadequate, and Yan Yu's situation is rather special... Of course, we will give his suggestions serious consideration."

"I suggest he rest for the next few days."

After finishing the communication with Hepingjing, Mei Yingxue slowly exhaled.

Looking at Yan Yu who was surrounded by people on the screen, and Zhao Yuanzhen who kept poking his belly and yelling "Let me see if you have changed", Mei Yingxue couldn't help but smile, and then turned off the live broadcast screen of the drone.

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The news of Yan Yu's Dan formation quickly spread throughout the country of Lu.

Major TV stations rushed to broadcast the news, and it topped the trending search list. The second most popular search was "What is a dan?" Clearly, while the public knew it was a good thing, few fully understood the specific benefits.

In the military compound of Lin'an City, Jiangnan Province, Father Yan, wearing reading glasses, held up his cell phone and explained to his wife:

"Jiandan means condensing liquid true essence into a solid state. Its strength will increase dramatically. It's said here that Jindan cultivators can spit out the Jindan to attack others and even destroy flying swords and magic weapons..."

"Dad!" Sister Yan Jing took a look and shouted, "That's a fantasy novel!"

"What's wrong with fantasy novels?" Father Yan said, puffing his beard. "Aren't the materials for fantasy novels drawn from real Taoist texts?"

"Why don't I ask my brother..." Yan Jing was about to make a call, but her mother snatched it away:

"Don't bother him yet! What if something happens to him? Just wait for him to call back!"

Mother Yan's prediction was not wrong. As the first Jindan cultivator in Lu Country, Yan Yu was currently undergoing the highest level of treatment and examination... as well as data collection.

"How interesting," Mei Yingxue said, looking at the data report. "From the Foundation Establishment Stage to the Golden Core Stage, your physical fitness hasn't increased much. It's even less than the physical fitness you gained before and after the marrow cleansing. But your neural activity has been greatly enhanced. The spinal cord nerve bundle alone has expanded by nearly 70%. And your Dantian, which was originally just a vortex of energy in front of the intestines three inches below the navel, has now differentiated into a physical organ."

"Then there must be organs." Yan Yu said as a matter of course, "otherwise where should I put my golden elixir?"

"Top-grade golden elixir..." Mei Yingxue pondered for a moment and exclaimed in admiration, "I never thought that with your cultivation aptitude, you could actually form a top-grade golden elixir."

"Hearing what you said, I don't know whether I should be happy or angry." Yan Yu laughed.

(End of this chapter)