Nine Yang Life and Death Transformation

Meanwhile, Wu Feilong, who had been watching from the sidelines, was not idle. He concentrated, using his unique Fiery Eyes technique to carefully observe the Five-Ringed Python's every move. Soon, he keenly sensed the python's fatal weakness—its seven-inch spot. Therefore, Wu Feilong held his breath and waited quietly for the perfect opportunity.

Just as the Five-Ringed Python inadvertently exposed its belly during its fierce battle with the Roc, Wu Feilong acted decisively. He moved his fingers, chanted an incantation, and uttered a spell. At the same time, the Netherworld Sword on his back was drawn from its sheath, transforming into a bolt of lightning that struck the Five-Ringed Python's vital spot with pinpoint accuracy.

The severely wounded Five-Ringed Python let out a painful hiss, frantically twisting its massive body in an attempt to break free of the Netherworld Sword's restraints. But how could the Roc give it that chance? The Roc firmly pinned the Python's body down with its claws, relentlessly pecking at it with its sharp beak. Before long, the Python gradually ceased its struggles, finally collapsing motionless to the ground, utterly lifeless.

He took the beast's blood and core, and gave the corpse to the roc to eat. After gathering other medicinal herbs, he left the Demon Beast Forest and found a secluded cave. He first activated the Nine Revolutions Heart-Shattering Palm to shatter the golden core in his body, and then began to refine his body.

The Taixu Cauldron contained various beast blood, including the blood of the Roc, Blood Mosquito, Five-Ring Python, Black Demon Scorpion, and Thousand-Legged Centipede, as well as various rare medicinal herbs. Wu Feilong sat inside, with Phoenix Flame swimming around the cauldron. As the temperature rose, the herbs began to melt. Wu Feilong shook himself violently, and all the meridians in his body broke, causing excruciating pain.

He knew this was extremely dangerous, but he had no choice but to do it in order to become stronger. He gritted his teeth and persevered. As various essences seeped into his body, his shattered meridians slowly began to regenerate, becoming thicker and smoother than before.

Next, he added various rare herbs one by one, which emitted a strange fragrance that filled the entire space. As time passed, the herbs gradually dissolved into the liquid and began to exert their magical effects—repairing broken bones.

After the medicinal effects were fully absorbed by his body, Wu Feilong clearly felt that his bones and muscles had become stronger than ever before. Every bone seemed to have been forged and hardened, and his muscles were full of power, with every move he made carrying a majestic momentum.

Moreover, after absorbing the precious fire crystal and the elemental stone rich in primordial energy, Wu Feilong's cultivation level soared like a rocket. He could clearly feel the flow of true essence within his body becoming increasingly smooth, and the spiritual power in his dantian becoming more abundant. In this way, breakthrough after breakthrough allowed him to successfully complete the arduous process of nine dantian shattering trials.

Time flies, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, Wu Feilong cultivated almost day and night without daring to slack off in the slightest. And his efforts have paid off. Now his strength has risen to the peak of the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, only one step away from the coveted Golden Core realm!

In order to embark on the path of the Golden Core as soon as possible, Wu Feilong spared no effort, searching far and wide for special places that could help him break through his bottleneck. His hard work paid off, and after overcoming numerous difficulties, he finally found the legendary Yin-Yang Land.

On the vast, turbulent boundary river, a solitary, mysterious island stands. The island appears as if cleaved in two by a giant axe, its left and right sides presenting starkly different scenes: the left side is perpetually spring-like, teeming with flowers and lush greenery; the right side, however, is a perpetually snow-covered, icy, and bitterly cold landscape. This extreme contrast inspires awe and attracts countless curious explorers, yet no one has been able to unravel its mystery.

After landing on this peculiar island, Wu Feilong found a quiet spot, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to fully absorb the unique spiritual energy of the Yin-Yang Land. Just as he entered a meditative state, the sky suddenly changed color, and the once clear sky was instantly shrouded in thick, dark clouds. A fierce wind arose, rustling the surrounding trees. At the same time, the fish in the boundary river, as if greatly frightened, leaped out of the water in terror and scattered in all directions…

In the sky, rolling thunder, like a raging dragon, enveloped the entire island with overwhelming force. In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared, dazzling lightning cascading down like a waterfall. The once peaceful and tranquil island crumbled instantly under the terrifying bombardment of the thunder, turning into ruins.

Wu Feilong, caught in the turmoil, suffered a devastating blow. The raging lightning power surged through his entire body like a tidal wave. His inner cores—Buddha Core, Dark Core, Beast Core, and others—which embodied the essence of his years of cultivation, were utterly powerless against this invincible force, shattering one after another. Even the soul poison lurking deep within his soul could not escape this calamity and was completely eradicated.

At this moment, Wu Feilong's bones were shattered, his body feeling as if it had been sliced ​​by a thousand sharp blades. The intense pain caused a powerful tearing sensation in his soul, as if it were being ripped from his body. He couldn't help but cough up blood, staining the river water before him crimson. Now, his face was haggard, he looked like an old man, his life force extremely weak, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

However, at this critical moment, a burst of blazing phoenix flames suddenly erupted from Wu Feilong's body, tightly enveloping him. The phoenix flames were incredibly hot, like a blazing sun, radiating boundless vitality and life force. Under the protection of these phoenix flames, Wu Feilong's battered body began to slowly heal and regenerate.

However, fate seemed unwilling to let him off easily. Just as he had exerted all his strength to complete his rebirth, the heavenly lightning roared down again, this time with even greater power and ferocity than before. With a deafening crash, his newly rebuilt bones were instantly shattered once more, and Wu Feilong was in excruciating pain, feeling as if he were being torn apart by five horses—a truly horrifying experience.

At the same time, a bolt of lightning struck a nearby river. The water within a fifty-kilometer radius instantly boiled, and all living things in the river, from small fish and shrimp to enormous water monsters, were reduced to ashes by the terrifying lightning; none survived. Moments later, countless dead fish floated on the surface, densely packed, covering the entire water's surface—a gruesome sight.

Wu Feilong felt the previously ethereal golden core within his body gradually begin to condense and take shape, with strands of spiritual energy constantly gathering within it. However, at this moment, the sky suddenly changed color, rolling thunderclouds rapidly gathered, and then a thick bolt of heavenly lightning crashed down! The power of this heavenly lightning was several times stronger than before, like a raging dragon, rushing straight towards Wu Feilong with a world-destroying force.

It was as if the heavens and earth themselves could not tolerate his existence and were determined to utterly destroy him. And these terrifying lightning strikes were not a single event, but rather a series of nine strikes in total! Each time, Wu Feilong felt himself teetering on the brink of death, a single misstep would reduce him to ashes. Fortunately, he possessed the mysterious and powerful Phoenix Flame, coupled with his indomitable will, which allowed him to narrowly survive each fatal blow.