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

The moment the flaming longsword collided with the Yin spirit's claws, a burst of purplish-gold flames evaporated all the Yin energy within a radius of dozens of feet.

The late-stage Golden Core Yin spirit let out a piercing scream, its claws charred black by the pure Yang fire, its soul trembling violently. But it was, after all, a late-stage Golden Core, far stronger than the previous early-stage Golden Core Yin spirits. Enduring the excruciating pain, it attacked from the side with its other claw, aiming straight for Li Hanshan's throat.

Li Hanshan retreated rapidly, simultaneously raising his hand to unleash a fireball.

boom!

The fireball exploded in the ghost's chest, sending it staggering back several steps. But the ghost's spirit quickly recovered, its eerie green eyes filled with bloodthirsty killing intent.

"As expected, they're troublesome."

Li Hanshan frowned. The regenerative ability of a late-stage Golden Core Yin spirit far surpasses that of an early-stage Golden Core. If he didn't kill it in one fell swoop, it would continuously regenerate using the Yin energy of the Myriad Soul Banner, making a protracted battle disadvantageous for him.

We must act swiftly and decisively.

Li Hanshan took a deep breath and pushed his Pure Yang Meridian to its limit. The Immortal-grade Golden Core in his dantian spun wildly, and the purplish-gold Pure Yang Qi surged out like a flood, condensing into a purplish-gold flame armor around his body.

"go!"

The flying sword transformed into a streak of purple-gold light, aiming straight for the ghost's head. The ghost dodged to the side, but the flying sword was too fast; the sword light grazed its cheek, leaving a charred wound on its soul.

At the same time, Li Hanshan lunged forward, his hands forming hand seals, unleashing a barrage of fireballs at the Yin Spirit like a machine gun. The fireballs exploded one after another on the Yin Spirit's body, forcing it to retreat step by step. The wounds on its soul body multiplied, and the rate of recovery could not keep up with the rate of destruction.

However, the Yin Spirit possessed the strength of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator. Even though it was completely suppressed by the Pure Yang Fire, it still resisted stubbornly. Its sharp claws lashed out continuously, each strike carrying a fierce Yin energy, forcing Li Hanshan to dodge.

"This can't go on."

Li Hanshan's mind raced. Although he had pure yang fire to suppress the yin spirit, his spiritual energy was being consumed too quickly. If he couldn't deal with this yin spirit as soon as possible, he would be in danger once his spiritual energy was exhausted.

Just then, a thought suddenly struck him.

Yangwen Space.

The golden dewdrops condensing on the petals of those flowers contained pure energy in each drop. He had used three drops to break through to the Golden Core stage during his tribulation in the Demon Beast Mountain Range. If he could obtain another drop, his spiritual power would surge rapidly in a short time, enough to annihilate this vengeful spirit in one fell swoop.

He made a quick decision, using his divine sense to draw out a drop of golden dew and swallow it.

boom!

The moment the golden dew entered his stomach, an immense surge of energy exploded within his dantian. The immortal-grade golden core spun wildly, its purple-gold light blazing brightly, and pure yang energy erupted like a volcanic eruption.

Li Hanshan felt his whole body brimming with power, as if he could shatter a mountain with a single punch.

"die!"

He unleashed both hands simultaneously, condensing two fireballs twice the size of the previous ones in his palms, which hurtled towards the Yin spirit with the force to incinerate everything.

The spirit sensed the danger and tried to dodge, but the fireball was too fast for it to avoid.

Boom! Boom!

The two fireballs exploded almost simultaneously, the purplish-gold flames engulfing the ghost. The ghost let out a final, piercing scream as its soul was torn to shreds by the flames, turning into countless fragments of soul power that were absorbed by the Myriad Soul Banner.

Li Hanshan, catching his breath, stepped onto the stone platform and placed his hand on the array's core in the center.

Pure Yang fire surged from his palm, fiercely scorching the runes at the array's core. The runes flickered violently under the heat of the pure Yang fire, emitting a hissing sound, and cracks began to spread across their surface.

"Break it!"

Li Hanshan let out a low roar, and the pure Yang fire suddenly surged. The runes at the core of the formation finally couldn't withstand it and shattered with a crash.

The stone platform trembled violently, and the surrounding soul banners exploded simultaneously, scattering black energy in all directions. The entire array base was destroyed, and a huge gap appeared in the southeast direction of the soul banner array.

"Success!" A glint flashed in the eyes of the Hehuan Sect Master, who immediately transmitted his voice through divine sense, "Heavenly Demon Sect Master, make your move!"

Two top experts at the late Nascent Soul stage attacked simultaneously. The black palm print of the Hehuan Sect Master and the demonic giant hand of the Tianmo Sect Master slammed into the gap in the Soul Banner Formation at the same time.

Rumble!

The entire formation trembled violently, and cracks spread like a spider web in all directions along its walls. The Yinming Sect Master's expression changed drastically, and he frantically activated the Myriad Soul Banner in an attempt to repair the formation, but it was too late.

"break!"

With a cold shout, the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect unleashed a torrent of powerful spiritual energy, unleashed by a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. The Soul Banner Formation finally gave way and exploded.

Countless beams of black light scattered and shot out, eleven of the twelve array bases shattering in the process. The Yinming Sect Master groaned, a trace of black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and the light on the Myriad Soul Banner dimmed considerably.

"Damn it!"

He gritted his teeth, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield, a decision already made in his mind. With the great formation broken, the morale of the allied forces soared, and the cultivators of the Blood Fiend Sect and the Yinming Sect had begun to rout. Continuing the fight would only increase casualties.

"withdraw!"

At the command of the Yinming Sect Master, the cultivators of the Yinming Sect retreated in droves. The Blood Fiend Sect also received the order to retreat, and the blood-robed cultivators retreated like a receding tide.

As for the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Blood Fiend and Yinming factions, they continued to attack, blocking the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Joyful Union and Heavenly Demon sects.

But at that moment, something unexpected happened.

After the array base was destroyed, the massive number of Yin spirits that had been imprisoned by the array were freed and surged out of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner like a flood bursting its banks. The number of these Yin spirits was astonishing, densely packed, blotting out the sky, numbering at least hundreds of thousands. They lost control and frantically rushed in all directions, biting anyone they saw, friend or foe alike.

"Not good!" the Third Elder shouted. "Everyone, form a defensive formation!"

But it was too late. The wraiths were too fast, rushing into the allied forces in the blink of an eye. The lower-ranking disciples were caught off guard, pounced on by the wraiths, their souls forcibly pulled from their bodies, turning into gray orbs of light and disappearing into the tide of wraiths.

Li Hanshan stood on the broken stone platform, looking at the overwhelming surging of the Yin spirits, his face darkening.

There were so many of these ghosts that even he felt a chill run down his spine. If they were allowed to storm into the allied forces' ranks, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He took a deep breath and activated his Pure Yang Meridian at full power. The purplish-gold Pure Yang Flame burned around him, making him appear like a fiery war god.

"Pure Yang Fire—Clear the Way!"

Li Hanshan moved like lightning, charging towards the allied forces. Purple-gold flames burned around him, and wherever he passed, the spirits scattered. He was like a red-hot blade cutting through butter, tearing a gash in the tide of spirits.

"Come with me!" he shouted.

The allied forces' disciples seemed to awaken from a dream, and they all followed behind him, rushing out along the passage he had opened up. Hua Nongying and Yun Shuyue followed closely behind him, both of them pale-faced, but their eyes were very determined.

Qin Muyue and Leng Yue followed. Qin Muyue's pink ribbon danced in the air, swatting away the approaching yin spirits from both sides; Leng Yue's spatial magic was even more bizarre, her figure constantly flashing in the void, each appearance causing a group of yin spirits to fall.

Quasi-Holy Son Song Qingyun and Ouyang Ming each led a group of people, following behind Li Hanshan. Although the two usually disliked each other, they cooperated exceptionally well at this moment, protecting the two wings from the left and right, preventing the Yin spirits from rushing in from the sides.

The Third Elder led a group of Golden Core cultivators to cover the rear, killing the pursuing Yin spirits one by one.

And so, Li Hanshan led the way, with the large contingent of the allied forces following behind him, fighting their way through the horde of ghosts and carving a bloody path.