I'll make you the furnace and the cauldron, so you can refine Yin and Yang and prove the Great

Boom!

Golden lightning, carrying a world-destroying force, descended from the sky and struck Li Hanshan fiercely.

boom!

The entire reef was trembling violently, with rocks flying everywhere and waves being jolted back up.

The purple-gold flame armor burst forth with dazzling light under the impact of the tribulation lightning. Its surface was covered with cracks, yet it withstood the blow.

Li Hanshan felt an immense power surge into his body, rushing through his meridians and causing the pure yang meridians to hum wherever it passed.

But instead of feeling pain, he felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration—the pure power of the Heavenly Dao was being greedily absorbed by the divine infant within his body, making the short golden figure even more solid.

"This is the intensity of the first round?"

He exhaled a breath of hot air, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit: "Not enough! Let's go again!"

As if in response to his challenge, a second bolt of lightning struck down from the sky.

This bolt of lightning was twice as thick as the first one, and its color had changed from gold to purplish-gold, carrying an even more intense pressure from the Heavenly Dao.

Li Hanshan neither dodged nor avoided, but instead fully activated his Pure Yang Meridian, allowing the tribulation lightning to strike him.

His muscles were trembling violently, and blood seeped from his pores, turning him into a blood-soaked figure.

But his aura did not weaken; on the contrary, it rose steadily under the tempering of this power of the Heavenly Dao.

The nascent soul sat cross-legged in its dantian, its hands forming a mudra, refining and absorbing all the Heavenly Dao power surging into its body. With each wisp absorbed, the nascent soul became more solid, and the pressure it emitted grew stronger.

In the sky, bolts of lightning struck one after another. The third, the fourth, the fifth... each one was more than twice as powerful as the previous one. Li Hanshan was struck so hard that his skin was torn open and he was covered in blood, but he did not fall.

He stood there, gazing up at the sky, letting the lightning bolts strike him one after another. His eyes shone with an astonishing light, like burning stars.

Outside the protective barrier, the sect leader was utterly shocked. Standing on the reef, she looked at the figure in the formation that had been repeatedly struck by heavenly lightning yet remained standing, and the shock in her heart was indescribable.

Li Hanshan's tribulation lightning was truly terrifying. The power of each lightning bolt was comparable to a full-force strike from a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. An ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator would be severely injured if struck by just one lightning bolt, but this old man had already withstood six.

"Innate pure Yang body... Immortal-grade Golden Core..." the sect leader murmured to himself, a complex light flashing in his eyes behind the black veil. "Just how many secrets do you still hold?"

When the seventh bolt of tribulation lightning struck, a sudden change occurred.

An extremely cold aura surged from the direction of the Endless Sea, as if the lid of a ten-thousand-year-old ice cellar had been suddenly lifted.

That aura was terrifying beyond measure, far surpassing the pressure of a sect leader at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. Wherever it passed, the waves on the sea surface froze into ice.

A black figure emerged from the sea mist, surrounded by an overwhelming aura of malevolent energy. His face was withered, and his eyes were eerie green. It was none other than the Nascent Soul Demon Lord.

He stared at Li Hanshan, who was undergoing tribulation within the formation, a greedy glint flashing in his eerie green eyes: "The Divine Infant... it's actually the legendary Divine Infant... If I could devour it, not only would my injuries be healed, but I might even have a chance to advance further!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The demon god burst into laughter.

He didn't expect it.

In such a remote place as the Northern Wilderness, there is actually a divine infant.

This is the best supplement!

He raised his hand, his withered fingers forming a claw, and a dense aura of Yin energy transformed into a giant black claw that reached out to grab into the formation.

"You dare!"

The sect leader's furious roar was like a thunderclap. The black palm print, carrying the full power of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, slammed fiercely into that Yin Sha giant claw.

The two forces collided in mid-air, exploding into a blinding black light, and the shockwave leveled the surrounding reefs.

The demon groaned and was forced back half a step by the shock. The sect leader's face also paled slightly, and the wound on his right arm began to bleed again.

"Sect Master of the Joyful Union Sect," the demon licked his lips, his voice hoarse like sandpaper, "you're still injured, yet you dare to stop me?"

The sect leader did not answer, but stood in front of Li Hanshan, her black dress fluttering like an insurmountable black wall. Her gaze swept over several figures on the distant reefs—the sect leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect and his two elders were standing there, their expressions different.

The Heavenly Demon Sect Master stood with his arms crossed, expressionless, showing no intention of making a move.

Two elders stood behind him, one on his left and one on his right, their eyes darting around, clearly observing.

The elder stood on a distant reef, a gloating smile on his aged face.

He glanced at Li Hanshan, who was undergoing tribulation in the formation, and then at the sect leader standing in front of the demon, a slight smile playing on his lips. He neither helped the sect leader nor the demon; he simply stood there, as if he were merely a spectator.

The demon seemed to have sensed the internal division within the Joyful Union Sect, and his cold smile deepened. He flashed past the sect leader and pounced towards Li Hanshan.

"Stop him!" the sect leader shouted, and the black palm print struck out again.

At that very moment, the Grand Elder suddenly moved.

He wasn't going to help the sect leader; instead, he transformed into a streak of azure light and shot towards Li Hanshan in the formation from the side. In his hand, an extremely sharp sword light condensed, aiming straight for Li Hanshan's heart.

"You old bastard, die!"

Inside the formation, Li Hanshan was enduring the eighth tribulation lightning bolt.

The purple-gold lightning engulfed him, and the pure yang fire and the power of the Heavenly Dao clashed violently around him, scorching his skin black. He saw the Grand Elder's sword light piercing through the air, but there was no panic in his eyes.

At this moment, the divine consciousness of the Nascent Soul stage was released with a roar.

That divine sense, like an invisible mountain, descended upon the Grand Elder's sea of ​​consciousness. The Grand Elder's sword light abruptly halted, as if he had crashed into an impenetrable wall, a tearing pain shooting through his mind. His figure froze in mid-air for a moment, and the brilliance of his sword light dimmed considerably.

Half a breath is enough.

Li Hanshan, standing atop the tribulation lightning, raised his hand, and pure Yang fire condensed into a purple-gold fireball in his palm, slamming it fiercely into the Grand Elder's chest.

The fireball carried the residual power of the Heavenly Dao after his breakthrough to the Divine Infant stage, its power far exceeding any of his previous attacks. The Grand Elder was blasted backward, spitting out blood, and crashed into a pile of rocks in the distance like a rag doll.

"You—" The Grand Elder struggled to crawl out of the rubble, his face covered in blood, a large cave-in in his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief, "How can your divine sense be so strong?!"

Inside the formation, Li Hanshan was covered in blood, and heavenly lightning continued to strike. He looked at the Grand Elder, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

"Elder, I've noted this debt."