a Golden Core is too precious, and major immortal sects strictly prohibit its dissemination. Those who possess it among loose cultivators and various families are few and far between, so forming a Go...The cultivator's physical body displayed remarkable regenerative abilities at this moment. However, faced with the relentless surge of blood essence and magnetic power, nearing a state of uncontrollability, its healing powers were locked in a constant struggle against the wounds that continuously reopened. The injuries would heal only to be torn apart anew.
As time went on, Lu Xia Tian's body became increasingly wounded. The bronze lion mask on his face had long since shattered, and his silver hair, which flowed down his back, was stained red with blood.
It’s almost there, almost there! Breaking through the barrier to the Nascent Soul realm was incredibly powerful, but Lu Xiaoteng had clearly sensed its presence. Under the combined impact of Yuanci and Blood Gang power, the solid barrier was constantly loosening. However, Lu Xiaoteng now faced an extremely thorny problem: although he could sense the barrier that bound his current realm, and he could also control the violent Yuanci power and Blood Gang power to attack it, he was unsure if he had enough strength to completely break through. Lu Xiaoteng was certain that if he could break through this barrier, he would be able to access the vast expanse of the Nascent Soul realm.
The problem is, Lu Xia Tian now feels that his own body might not be able to hold on until the moment he breaks through the barrier. If he forcefully supports it any longer, it's very likely that his physical body will be shattered first by the violent and uncontrollable power. Without a physical body, there would be no way to break through at all.
A wave of agonizing pain, like being torn apart, surged through his mind. The wounds on his body began to spread inward. Even his bones started to crack. Low, guttural roars welled up from Lu Xiaoteng's throat.
"Fusing Souls!" With no other choice, Lu Xiaotian could only rely on external help once more. He directly devoured the essence spirit of a demon ape.
Boom, boom.... With the intervention of an outsider, the power of the purple pillar transformed by the magnetic force became even more violent. With just one impact, it dispersed and squeezed out of Lu Xia Tian's body the demon ape essence he had swallowed.
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Although he knew this was like trying to quench his thirst with a pillow, Lu Xia Tian couldn't care less at this moment. For the sake of breaking through to the Hè Tǐ Jìng (Body Refinement Realm), he had made too many preparations and refused to give up now. More importantly, Lu Xia Tian didn't want to become a slave to the Jian Tai. Ignoring his primordial spirit and soul that were shattered by the Yuan Ci power, Lu Xia Tian swallowed another San Rong Hun Jing Po.
With a resounding boom... San Rong's soul essence endured two more strikes before being shattered once again. It merged with the demon god's soul essence, only to be crushed anew. Regardless of whether it was his primordial spirit or physical body, Lu Xia Tian's injuries would increase by severalfold with each strike.
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Xia Tian looked like a blood-soaked man. His body was covered in wounds that resembled spiderwebs.
"Big Brother Lu, stop! You're going to die," Ye Ziyu said, her attention never leaving Lu Xiaottian's side. Ye Ziyu was no longer the girl whose cultivation realm was inferior to Lu Xiaottian's and needed looking after. Now, she had surpassed him in realm, though her Nascent Soul wasn't as powerful as his. Still, Lu Xiaottian's injuries were so severe that even without her current level of cultivation, she could see how grave they were. Seeing Lu Xiaottian show no sign of stopping, Ye Ziyu grew increasingly anxious.
"Roar!" Lu Xia Tian swallowed the primordial spirit essence of the three-eyed suan lion beast and the hundred-eyed tree demon, ignoring Ye Zi Yu's words.
The purple column of primordial magnetism, falling from the crown chakra, once again violently shattered the demon beast's spirit essence.
The immense power of Yuan Magnetic Force within him, almost bursting, and the nearly uncontrollable power of Xue Gang Force made even Lu Xiaotiao's Yuanshen dizzy. Lu Xiaotiao originally tried to use his far superior Yuanshen compared to his peers to guide the Yuan Magnetic Force with the power of Xue Gang, so that it could flow in an orderly manner within his body. In fact, this approach was effective at first, but as time went on, the power of Yuan Magnetic Force far exceeded the scope of "using four ounces to lift a thousand pounds."
"Brother Lu, I can't just watch you destroy yourself here." Ye Ziyu's eyes turned red, and she floated forward. A hint of sword intent appeared on her body as she prepared to forcefully break through the vortex of magnetic energy above Lu Xiaoteng's head, interrupting his breakthrough.
"Stop." Lu Xiaotian's voice was hoarse as he roared. Lu Xiaotian's heart was filled with anxiety. If Ye Ziyu intervened at this time, all his previous efforts would be in vain.
“No, I can’t watch Lu Ge die. Even if you blame me afterwards, I won’t care.” Ye Ziyu flicked his sleeve, and the misty sword embryo responded with a hum. A giant flying sword soared to several tens of feet in size, ready to slash at the purple vortex.
"Xiao Qiao, this is the path I chose myself. Let me walk it to the end." Seeing the flying sword about to strike, Lu Xia Tian, in a moment of panic, called out Ye Zi Yu's name before she lost her memory.
"Xiao Qiao" The voice sounded like magic, as if it struck Ye Ziyu's ear like a bolt of lightning.
Little Qiao, Little Qiao, why does this feel so familiar Is Big Brother Lu calling me Big Brother Lu's voice is also so familiar, as if it were engraved in my bones.... At this moment, Ye Ziyu suddenly froze. The flying sword that slashed towards the purple vortex also came to a standstill. It lost its previous sharpness just before attacking.
Deep within her mind, a voice seemed to call out to her constantly. Ye Ziyu tried her best to recall the familiar source of this voice, but the elusive memory slipped away like sand through her fingers. The harder she tried to grasp it, the faster it disappeared.
At this time, Lu Xiaoteng also realized that Ye Ziyu's state was amiss. However, he was now too busy taking care of himself to spare any extra energy for Ye Ziyu. As for whether Ye Ziyu could recall his past, Lu Xiaoteng didn't hold out much hope. If he could remember, it should have happened when he broke through his cultivation realm. It seemed that the trauma he had suffered, or the methods used on him, were beyond what Ye Ziyu's current cultivation level could recover from.
The purple pillars that fell from the vortex were more violent than the Heavenly Thunder during his previous realms. Although there was no heavenly tribulation at this time, the entire process of advancement was still extremely dangerous.
"Old friend, let's make one final gamble. Let's see if it's this magnetic vortex that prevails or if we can hold on until the very end!" Lu Xia Tian's voice was also hoarse at this time, destroyed by the infusion of magnetic energy. His words came out like a broken clay pot.
At this time, the Fang Tianhua halberd with faint cracks also appeared to be excited by Lu Xiaoteng's voice. It let out another long roar in response, as if echoing Lu Xiaoteng's fighting spirit.
Lu XiaTian brandished his halberd, exhausted and covered in wounds like a bloody man. His body, along with the already broken Fangtian Hua Ji, held an indomitable fighting spirit despite its ruin.
Even powerful beings like Lian Wu Changlian and Lan Jia Laomo, who had fused together to form a formidable entity, were unable to escape the shackles of the Jiantai. They were forced to run around and contribute to its devouring. If there were no other choice, it wouldn't be so bad. But now that a better option existed, Lu Xiaoteng would naturally give it his all.
With a boom... after another, the power of the Yuan Magnetic force poured into the Fang Tian painting halberd and Lu Xiaofeng's body.to one's soul.The aged dragon soul, Youyao, emerged from the Fang Tianhua halberd. Witnessing the nine black-crystal Demon Dragons' Great Compassion Flames drawing closer, the aged dragon soul let out...