The cat demon defies the heavens and is the emperor’s only beloved disciple!

It was past midnight, the moon was hidden and the stars were sparse, and it seemed that an unusual storm was brewing between heaven and earth.

Lingshan Sect Master Chen Xuan and Emperor Yun Che stood side by side with solemn expressions. Their eyes showed concern for their old friend and worry about unknown challenges.

Lingshan Sect Master Chen Xuan stood on a high platform, his voice echoing in the empty square with unquestionable majesty and expectation.

"Fellow cultivators, tonight, we will witness the birth of another genius. Please welcome the sixth cultivator, Liu Xiaohan, to the stage!"

As soon as the words fell, a breeze blew by, and everyone saw a bright blue light streaking across the night sky, as swift as a meteor, and landing steadily on the platform.

The blue light dissipated, revealing a woman dressed in exotic blue clothes. She had a cold face and deep eyes, as if she could see through everything in the world.

She crossed her arms in front of her chest, bowed slightly to Chen Xuan, and said in a cold but polite voice: "My humble self, Liu Xiaohan, greets the Sect Master, the Emperor."

Then, she turned to face the many monks in the square and bowed deeply again. Her calmness and humility made everyone present involuntarily feel respect for her.

Just as everyone was discussing Liu Xiaohan's identity and strength, True Man Jiuyang suddenly stood up from the chief throne on the left side of the platform. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if they could penetrate all illusions.

"Let me take care of this woman's Purple Thunder Trial."

True Man Jiuyang's voice was deep and powerful, with unquestionable firmness.

After he finished speaking, he flashed and appeared on the platform, standing side by side with Liu Xiaohan.

The Purple Thunder Trial is one of the most rigorous entrance tests for Lingshan Academy. Only by passing this trial can one prove that he has enough potential and strength to become a member of Lingshan.

As a powerful figure in the academy, Master Jiuyang personally took action, which doubled the importance of this trial.

True Man Jiuyang stared at Liu Xiaohan, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

He thought to himself, "It turns out to be a snake demon..."

However, this hint of surprise was fleeting, replaced by deep admiration for Liu Xiaohan.

Chen Xuan, Yun Che, and the other sect leaders also realized Liu Xiaohan's true identity at this moment.

But they were not surprised or repulsed at all. Instead, they looked forward to her next performance even more.

After all, in the world of cultivation, race and origin are never the only criteria for measuring a person's value.

Liu Xiaohan stood in front of the fairy stone, closed his eyes and concentrated, as if communicating with some power between heaven and earth.

As the spiritual power in her body surged, the entire square was filled with a faint chill, which was the unique aura of the snake demon clan.

Lingshan College is nestled in the mountains, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

As night fell, everything was silent. Only in the center of the academy square were many monks gathered. They were either standing or sitting cross-legged, their eyes all focused on a woman in front of the fairy stone on the high platform - Liu Xiaohan.

True Man Jiuyang raised his hand and waved. A golden heart-stabilizing lock appeared out of thin air, wrapping around Liu Xiaohan. He said calmly, "The path of cultivation is inherently against the will of heaven. Since she has such aspirations, she should endure the corresponding tests."

Liu Xiaohan, wearing a blue long dress, has a beautiful and elegant face, and her eyes are shining with determination and resoluteness.

She looked towards Master Jiuyang, her voice soft but firm, "Please grant me your blessing. I, Liu Xiaohan, am willing to use my flesh and blood to survive this thunder tribulation and attain immortality."

Upon hearing this, True Man Jiuyang nodded, formed seals with his hands, and shouted in a low voice: "Lightning Induction Technique, activate!"

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder roared. The first purple lightning streaked across the night sky and headed straight for Liu Xiaohan.

However, this heavenly thunder, which was enough to kill an ordinary cultivator, only caused a weak electric current when it fell on Liu Xiaohan, and failed to hurt her at all.

"This……"

The monks looked at each other in shock.

As the first purple thunder's tentative attack failed, the dark clouds in the sky seemed even more angry and the thunder became more frequent. The second, third... purple thunder followed one after another, each one more violent than the last.

Liu Xiaohan clenched his teeth, closed his eyes and concentrated, allowing the purple thunder to wreak havoc on his body.

Her clothes were gradually stained with blood, but her eyes became more determined.

Every time she endured a purple lightning bolt, her body seemed to be undergoing a transformation. Lightning flashed faintly under her skin, which was a symbol of the lightning force entering her body and merging with her own spiritual power.

However, Liu Xiaohan seemed to be out of the matter. She had only one thought in her mind: to become an immortal and achieve enlightenment, so as to live up to her life.

As time went by, the number of purple lightning reached a certain level. Every time a lightning fell, Liu Xiaohan let out a muffled groan. Her body was almost soaked in blood, but her will was as unbreakable as a rock.

Liu Xiaohan's blood gathered into a river on the platform. Suddenly, a thick black mist rose from the blood and quickly spread, covering the entire square.

"What kind of monster is this?" The monks were panicked and retreated one after another, fearing that they would be hurt by the sudden black fog.

Chen Xuan and Yun Che's expressions changed drastically. They were surrounded by black fog that was so thick that it was almost solidified. It seemed to have life, twisting and circling in the air, emitting bursts of heart-pounding low hums.

The two of them closed their eyes and concentrated, clasped their hands together, and lightly touched their fingertips. A warm and pure spiritual power surged out of their bodies, intertwined and turned into a dazzling light.

"In my name, call upon the power of light, and at the breaking of dawn, dispel the darkness!"

Yun Che's voice was deep and firm, like an ancient spell, echoing over the square.

As his words fell, the light suddenly expanded and turned into countless tiny points of light, like stars falling into the mortal world, penetrating the black fog and disintegrating it one by one.

Chen Xuan was chanting softly beside him. His voice was melodious and mysterious, complementing Yun Che's incantation to form a powerful purifying force.

With the joint efforts of the two, the black fog began to churn violently, and eventually turned into wisps of light smoke and dissipated into nothingness.

True Man Jiuyang's eyes were as sharp as torches, and he quickly formed seals with his hands. He saw the wind and clouds changing between heaven and earth, and purple thunderclouds gathered into a river.

Purple lightning bolts, like dragons emerging from the sea, continuously bombarded Liu Xiaohan with destructive power.

Every time a purple thunder fell, it was accompanied by a deafening roar.

Liu Xiaohan's spiritual consciousness moved, and she stood in the void, her clothes rustling and her long hair flying in the wind. Her face was firm and her eyes flashed with an unyielding light.

Faced with the overwhelming purple thunder attack, she did not retreat at all. Instead, she clasped her hands together, muttered something, and spiritual power surged in her body, as if she was communicating with the heaven and earth, seeking a glimmer of life.

True Man Jiuyang stood on the high platform with a solemn expression.

With his order, the sky suddenly changed, dark clouds gathered, and thunder roared. Master Jiuyang waved his hand lightly, and dozens of purple thunders streaked across the sky, heading straight for Liu Xiaohan.

Liu Xiaohan moved and tried to dodge, but the purple lightning was so fast that it enveloped her in an instant.

In the dazzling lightning, she seemed to have lost all her strength, her body began to twist, and finally, in front of the shocked eyes of the monks,

She actually transformed into a giant black python, coiled on the ground, its scales flashing strangely under the lightning.

"evildoer!"

The monks screamed and retreated, their eyes filled with fear and disgust.

They looked at Master Jiuyang and pleaded, "Master, please quickly destroy this evildoer to prevent her from harming the world!"

True Man Jiuyang frowned, staring at Liu Xiaohan who had transformed into a giant python, thinking secretly in his heart.

She knew very well that the path of cultivation was full of difficulties and dangers, and that every life had its meaning of existence.

So, he did not take action immediately, but decided to give Liu Xiaohan a chance to see if she could find her own way in this desperate situation.

As time went on, Zi Lei's attacks became more and more fierce. True Man Jiuyang clenched the magic formula in his hands, and his eyes revealed unquestionable majesty.

As he murmured the ancient spell, the clouds in the sky changed, and the purple thunderclouds became thicker and thicker, as if even the sky and the earth changed color.

The eighty-second purple thunder fell with a bang, accurately hitting the black giant snake transformed by Liu Xiaohan. The snake's body trembled violently, and its scales flew everywhere. Finally, in a burst of dazzling light, its true form was completely revealed.

True Man Jiuyang did not stop, as he knew very well that this was the critical moment to completely purify the evil spirits.

More than a dozen purple lightning bolts struck Liu Xiaohan again.

As the true energy in Master Jiuyang surged, the last and most powerful ninety-ninth purple thunder came down like a punishment from heaven.

This purple thunder contained the essence of Master Jiuyang's lifelong cultivation. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be torn apart.

The purple lightning collided violently with the black snake body, causing an earth-shaking roar and dazzling light, illuminating the entire world like daylight.

Under the bombardment of purple thunder, the black python's body shattered like fragile porcelain, fragments flew everywhere, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt and sulfur.

Liu Xiaohan felt waves of severe pain deep in her soul, but she clenched her teeth and forced herself not to utter a single moan.

She knew very well that this ninety-ninth purple lightning was both the end of the heavenly tribulation and the beginning of his transformation.

In the residual power of the purple thunder, a faint but tenacious light slowly rose from the shattered body of the black python. It was Liu Xiaohan's unyielding will and the spark of life.

With the help of the destructive power of purple thunder, he is undergoing an unprecedented self-reconstruction.

The flesh and blood regenerate, the bones are recast, the scales become harder and more lustrous, and a sense of majesty is faintly revealed.

The atmosphere in the square froze instantly, and the eyes of the monks were like being attracted by a magnet, fixed on the black python that soared into the air.

All I saw was black scales flashing all over its body, with golden lines faintly visible in the light, just like the appearance of dragon scales, majestic and mysterious.

With a deafening dragon roar, the black python's body gradually stretched, and its limbs extended from its abdomen, turning into dragon claws that were extremely sharp.

Its eyes became as deep as the abyss, as if it could see through everything in the world.

When the last trace of purple lightning dissipated in the sky, a brand new dragon rose into the sky, emitting a faint purple light all over its body. It was the transformation and sublimation after experiencing the baptism of heavenly calamity.

Liu Xiaohan, in the posture of a dragon, looked proudly at the sky, announcing his rebirth and return.

The black dragon was surrounded by eternal lightning and fire, and its eyes were like torches, as if it could see through everything in the world.

Its body was reborn in the thunder and fire, becoming even larger, its scales gleaming with a metallic luster, and each scale contained terrifying power.

Liu Xiaohan's voice echoed within the Black Dragon, carrying with it an unquestionable majesty: "Although the heavenly tribulation is powerful, it cannot stop me from defying the will of heaven and changing my fate!"

All the monks were dumbfounded when they saw this scene. They had never seen such a shocking scene of tribulation.

The black dragon soared into the sky, rushing straight into the clouds, and fiercely clashed with the thunderclouds above the nine heavens.

Every collision was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if the heaven and earth were shaking.

Finally, when the ninety-ninth purple thunder was completely swallowed by the black dragon, the heavenly tribulation came to an end.

The black dragon turned into a stream of light and landed steadily in front of everyone, returning to Liu Xiaohan's human form.

She stood there, her clothes fluttering, like a fairy in the sky, surrounded by a faint lightning, announcing her transformation and rebirth.

This scene shocked everyone present. They talked about it and marveled at Liu Xiaohan's extraordinary methods.

Some people speculated that this was some kind of powerful secret technique, while others believed that Liu Xiaohan himself had an inextricable bond with the dragon clan.

Liu Xiaohan himself stood calmly aside, with a barely perceptible smile on his lips, as if everything was under his control.

At this moment, her name, like the black python transforming into a dragon, left an indelible mark in everyone's heart.