I run a casino in the immortal realm.

Day 45.

Behind the Heavenly Demon Sect, the raging vortex of spiritual energy had changed from deep purple to almost pure black.

The viscous spiritual energy squeezed against each other in mid-air, producing a teeth-grinding friction sound.

"Click—"

A faint, yet clearly audible cracking sound rang out at the edge of the Spirit Wind Eye.

Immediately afterwards, an incomparably sharp sword intent soared into the sky, forcefully cleaving open a gap in the oppressive black mist of spiritual energy above.

Su Wanqing suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes, and it seemed as if two long, icy swords were inverted in her pupils.

Inside her dantian, the cracked golden core was completely shattered. The pure spiritual energy, mixed with her understanding of the sword, rapidly reorganized and condensed in the center of her dantian, eventually transforming into a tiny ice and snow figure, only an inch tall, with closed eyes and an appearance identical to hers.

Nascent Soul Formation!

The oppressive aura belonging to the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm had just spread out when two more muffled booms came from less than ten feet away.

Li Jianfeng and Wang Changsheng's bones cracked and popped as layers of black impurities were forced out of their pores, only to be instantly shredded by the surrounding violent spiritual energy.

A phantom vortex of spiritual energy appeared above each of their heads, rushing into their bodies. Their aura, which had been stagnant at the peak of the Golden Core stage, surged forth like a flood breaking through a dam, directly crossing the insurmountable barrier that had trapped and killed countless cultivators.

Before the elites of the Heavenly Demon Sect could recover from their shock, an extremely rich and exotic fragrance wafted out.

Zhao Ling radiated a soft cyan light. Unlike Su Wanqing, who was sharp and aggressive, or Li Jianfeng and the other two, her breakthrough was as gentle as spring rain. A cyan pill phantom flashed above her head, and then her aura steadily stopped at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Within a single day, four people successively shattered their cores and formed nascent souls!

The Golden Core cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Sect who were still struggling to hold on had undisguised horror in their eyes.

These four people are too young. The bone age of the two men is definitely no more than forty years old. Nascent Soul cultivators under forty years old are extremely rare, even in the thousands of years of history of the entire Southern Wilderness.

The two women were even younger, clearly under thirty years old. A Nascent Soul cultivator under thirty is unprecedented in the Southern Wilderness, and probably will never be seen again.

However, there was no joy on the faces of Su Wanqing and the other three after their breakthrough. As soon as they stabilized their realm, they turned their heads in unison and stared intently at the charred figure deeper in the Spirit Wind Eye.

Zheng Yifei remained seated there.

He is no longer recognizable as a person.

His flesh and blood were repeatedly scorched and peeled off by lightning, but under the effect of the top-grade Rejuvenation Pill and the power of the law, he regenerated. His whole body was like a piece of dead wood that had been thrown into a furnace and repeatedly burned.

Ouyang Tian, ​​at the very center, had already withstood eight lightning tribulations. Zheng Yifei, on the outer perimeter, forcibly drew in lightning using the "Spiritual Finger" technique, and also endured the aftershocks of three lightning tribulations.

Each time lightning struck his body, it utterly destroyed his meridians.

At this moment, the five originally round and full Five Elements Golden Pills in Zheng Yifei's dantian had been completely shattered.

However, instead of quickly condensing into nascent souls like Su Wanqing and the others, they transformed into five blurry humanoid phantoms.

These five illusory figures emitted golden, cyan, blue, red, and yellow light respectively, and they frantically roamed and collided within the dantian, attempting to merge but repelling each other.

This is the most fatal hurdle in cultivating all five elements simultaneously. Others only need to compress the spiritual power of one attribute to form a solid shape to break through, but he needs to maintain an absolute balance of all five attributes at the same time and solidify five illusory images simultaneously.

If the spiritual power of any one of the phantoms deviates even slightly, the cycle of mutual generation of the five elements will instantly collapse, triggering the self-destruction of the dantian.

The difficulty is more than five times that of an average person.

"One flight..."

Su Wanqing's hand holding the sword trembled slightly. She could clearly feel that Zheng Yifei's vital signs were extremely weak at this moment, and the five phantoms were like five vampires, draining the last bit of life from his body.

"Brother Yifei, that's enough! Get out of here!"

Zhao Ling was so anxious that tears streamed down her face. Ignoring the fact that her breakthrough was still unstable, she took two steps forward despite the pressure from the Spirit Wind Eye and shouted, "Your golden core is shattered! Step back now, use medicine to nurture it, and you'll have a chance to rebuild it later! If you stay any longer, you will die!"

Li Jianfeng and Wang Changsheng gritted their teeth. If they didn't know that rushing in would only cause trouble, they would have already pulled Zheng Yifei out.

The owl, which was not far from Zheng Yifei, also opened its eyes.

He looked at the man whose body was oozing black blood, his brows furrowing tightly.

"Zheng Yifei, that's enough."

The owl's voice pierced through the gale, carrying coldly: "The final lightning tribulation of the forty-ninth day is the death throes of the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation. It is not ordinary lightning; it is a direct obliteration by the laws of heaven and earth."

Even my father wouldn't dare to take the risk without being prepared.

The sect leader has been in seclusion for thirty years, revealing all his trump cards. Facing this final tribulation of lightning, his chances of victory are less than 30%.

Night Owl paused, his tone unusually grave: "You only have half a life left. Even if that lightning tribulation only spills a tiny arc, it can still cleave your three souls and seven spirits into ashes. You're a smart man, don't do anything foolish."

Despite the crowd's attempts to dissuade him, the charred figure sitting cross-legged on the charred rock only raised his head very slowly.

Zheng Yifei's face was completely disfigured, only his eyes still shone like two burning will-o'-the-wisps. He didn't speak, nor did he take a single step back.

Retreat? Where to retreat to?

Qin Cang's knife was already at his neck. He knew all too well the cruelty of the cultivation world; without strength, no matter how many money-making ideas he had, he was just someone else's fat pig.

Four early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators were indeed very strong, but they were still no match for a behemoth like the Xuan Tian Sect.

He needs even greater power; once the Five Elements Nascent Soul is solidified, his combat strength will undergo a dramatic transformation.

Zheng Yifei swallowed the last three Rejuvenation Pills, slowly closed his eyes, and his chapped lips moved slightly without making a sound, but Su Wanqing understood his lip movements.

The forty-ninth day arrived as scheduled.

On this morning, cultivators throughout the Southern Wilderness Domain felt a strange palpitation.

The spiritual energy floating in the air seemed to be summoned by some terrifying force, frantically converging towards the Heavenly Demon Sect.

The rising sun, which should have been shining brightly, was completely obscured by thick black clouds, plunging the entire world into pitch-black darkness.

Behind the Heavenly Demon Sect, the howling wind stopped, and the rotation of the Spirit Wind Eye also strangely stopped.

It was a suffocating, deathly silence.

From the center of the dark, heavy clouds, a chilling purplish-black light began to emanate. Countless tiny bolts of lightning darted and intertwined within the clouds like snakes, eventually converging into a massive vortex of lightning.

"It's coming..."

Ye Tianqiong, who had retreated to a mountain peak several miles away, stared intently at the sky, his hands clenching unconsciously until his nails dug deep into his flesh. The other vice sect leaders and elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect also held their breath.

Success or failure hinges on this one move.

"boom--"

"boom--"

Two deafening roars, beyond description, exploded deep within everyone's souls.

Even the elders at the Nascent Soul stage experienced temporary hearing loss and dizziness at this moment.

In the sky, the purplish-black vortex that had been brewing for forty-nine days suddenly contracted, and then two extremely dazzling bolts of lightning, like two divine punishment spears piercing through the heavens and earth, crashed down!