I Refuse to Obey the Secret Code

"You can!"

Seeing the scene, the female cultivator, who had been playing dead, suddenly stood up and shouted.

"Senior Sister, you startled me."

Wang Li shot the female cultivator an annoyed glance. Though he said that, his face showed no sign of surprise.

At this moment, the blood-red, sun-like radiance had fiercely collided with the deep blue tribulation lightning. Waves of tangible pressure rained down from the sky, making him feel as if an invisible giant hand was pressing him firmly to the ground.

"Where can I?"

After glancing at the female cultivator, he looked up again at the point where the two forces clashed. His neck bones creaked slightly, but his eyes remained unusually calm.

In just this moment, the dazzling blood-red radiance, initially like a rising sun, had already dissipated by more than half. It collided with the deep blue lightning ball without making a sound; they seemed to be devouring and dissolving each other.

"It's a desperate move, even using this Blood Elixir Technique. Once this technique is used, even if the tribulation is passed, the foundation will be severely damaged, and the Nascent Soul will be greatly harmed. Furthermore, it seems this tribulation lightning cannot be resolved with this single strike."

He felt that Old Ancestor Tong Hui had an air of defiance, but if this strike failed, he would be too severely injured. The more powerful the artifact he used later, the less effective it would be. It would have been better to exhaust all his artifacts first before resorting to such a method.

"You think for yourself," the female cultivator replied emotionlessly, uttering four words.

Wang Li's lips twitched slightly.

It was too difficult to communicate with her.

However, after so many years, he was somewhat accustomed to it.

He began to seriously ponder why his senior sister said it was possible.

"I see."

His eyes lit up, and an idea instantly struck him. "Artifacts are used up and gone, but if he has extremely potent healing spirit pills, especially those that greatly nourish the Nascent Soul, then he could indeed push himself to the brink first and then quickly recover to fight again."

The female cultivator nodded and said, "Mhm."

"It really is possible!" Wang Li was now certain that his senior sister was normal during this time and not having an episode. He looked at Old Ancestor Tong Hui's location with some admiration. "In that case, he might actually have some hope."

At that very moment, with a soft crunch, Old Ancestor Tong Hui chewed and swallowed a piece of purple crystal he had been holding under his tongue.

Boom!

A purple tidal wave surged within his body. Accompanied by powerful spiritual pressure fluctuations, his entire body emanated a crystalline purple glow. This purple light evenly enveloped him, and his wounds, large and small, began to heal rapidly.

"Exotic Source!" True Person Baixi's body trembled, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

The instant his voice rang out, similar exclamations echoed from the surrounding sky.

"True Person, what is an Exotic Source?" the young boy named Li Youque behind True Person Baixi asked again.

"Regardless of how it's formed, the most disadvantaged cultivators cultivate with spiritual energy from heaven and earth. Above that are spirit sand, spirit stones, and spirit sources. As for Exotic Sources, they are variant spirit sources. Variant spirit sources, in addition to containing an astonishing amount of spiritual energy like ordinary spirit sources, also come with different effects." True Person Baixi knew Li Youque was familiar with spiritual energy and spirit sand, so he answered concisely: "What you usually see are very rudimentary cultivation texts, at most recording spirit sand and spirit stones. As for spirit sources and Exotic Sources, they are too rare, so those texts don't mention them. But once you truly enter a sect and see more texts, you will naturally understand."

"As expected, to actually have an Exotic Source like this."

Feeling the surging spiritual energy washing over him, Wang Li felt a twinge of envy.

Ordinary cultivators would wrap spirit sources in their True Essence to slowly refine them. Now, Old Ancestor Tong Hui directly chewed and refined the Exotic Source. It sounded crunchy, truly a good set of teeth.

Old Ancestor Tong Hui also felt a twinge of envy.

However, this "life-devouring spirit" technique was the fastest method he knew for absorbing spiritual energy.

In a life-or-death struggle like this, speed was paramount!

The surging spiritual energy from this Exotic Source washed away not only the hidden injuries and chaotic medicinal power left in his body from the numerous pills he had taken earlier but also caused the black talismans on his Nascent Soul to shatter piece by piece.

"Die!"

With the pressure on Old Ancestor Tong Hui eased, his fighting spirit intensified. He reached out, grabbed, and threw, conjuring another black sword box. Instantly, mournful sword cries filled the air as twenty-seven dark sword lights pierced the deep blue lightning ball at terrifying speed.

Boom! Boom! Boom! ...

These twenty-seven Dharma Swords were instantly shattered by the tribulation lightning, but at the moment of their destruction, their power erupted, blasting the deep blue lightning ball into pieces.

True Person Wuyang, who had stopped breathing from watching, saw this scene. Before any joy could appear on his face, all the tribulation lightning in the sky was instantly drawn by the deep blue lightning, forming four thick, bucket-sized bolts of lightning that struck down fiercely.

"Ah!"

Before Old Ancestor Tong Hui could react, these four bolts of lightning struck his Yin Thunder Umbrella.

His True Essence surged madly, pushing the power of the Yin Thunder Umbrella to its limit, but it was still insufficient. The murky lightning on the Yin Thunder Umbrella was instantly dispelled by more than half, and even the umbrella surface suffered damage. Dozens of fragmented tribulation lightning snakes, like glowing serpents, lashed at his body.

His garment offered no resistance and was torn to shreds. His body instantly became a bloody mess, with horrifying wounds revealing his internal organs and bones.

"Go get the Yin Thunder Umbrella!" At this moment, his senior sister's voice echoed in Wang Li's ear.

"Now?" Wang Li frowned deeply.

"Quick!" The female cultivator nodded with extreme certainty, leaving no room for doubt. "If you're late, you might not succeed."

At this moment, even Golden Core stage cultivators wouldn't dare to charge into the area covered by the tribulation lightning, let alone Foundation Establishment or Qi Refining stage cultivators. But hearing his senior sister's words, Wang Li simply said, "The signal."

The female cultivator replied, "I refuse."

"Alright."

Wang Li no longer hesitated. He crushed a green talisman, was instantly enveloped by a green protective wind, and flew directly towards the center of the tribulation.

"That's it?"

A mad laugh echoed from the center of the thunder tribulation.

A monstrous blood-red light surged from Old Ancestor Tong Hui once more. Within the blood-red light, an exceptionally violent sword light appeared. All the blood-red light converged towards this sword light, which carried an indescribable madness, shining brighter than the tribulation lightning in the sky.

Wang Li squinted, watching the violent sword light. This was Old Ancestor Tong Hui once again employing the Huayang Sect's Blood Elixir Technique.

Under these circumstances, Old Ancestor Tong Hui was pushing his physical body and Nascent Soul's spiritual energy to their absolute limit. If this strike failed to shatter the tribulation lightning, he would immediately be annihilated by it.

With Wang Li's current cultivation, even a sliver of shattered tribulation lightning would be enough to blow him to smithereens. Furthermore, Old Ancestor Tong Hui's tribulation had not yet concluded. By directly entering the area shrouded by the Heavenly Tribulation, he risked being punished by the Heavenly Dao laws as well.

Wang Li could even feel a tangible pressure surging over him like a tide. It felt as though he had sunk deep into a cold, muddy mire.

His body trembled uncontrollably, goosebumps erupting on his skin. However, the trace of tension and fear in his eyes quickly receded like a tide, his gaze becoming incredibly clear.

Wrapped in the green protective wind, his body felt as light as a falling leaf. Simultaneously, a faint grey luminescence emanated from his ten fingertips.

These ten streaks of grey luminescence quickly detached from his fingertips and flew before him, transforming into ten sword shadows that shimmered with a dark luster.

Directly ahead, Old Ancestor Tong Hui's sword light was already locked in a fierce struggle with the tribulation lightning. The sword light surged upward, carrying an aura that pierced the heavens and earth, as if intending to bore a hole through the sky. Shattered lightning rained down like a waterfall. Before him, it was as if countless glowing thorns grew from the ground and the void, radiating murderous intent.