"Possible!"
Seeing this, the female cultivator who had been playing mushroom all along abruptly rose to her feet and let out a low shout.
"Senior Sister, you startled me with that sudden outburst."
Wang Li cast the female cultivator a gloomy look. He said that, but there was not the slightest trace of fright on his face.
At this moment, that blood-red radiance, like a rising sun, had already slammed viciously into the deep-blue tribulation lightning. Tangible waves of pressure kept crashing down from the sky, pressing him down as though an invisible giant hand had pinned him firmly to the ground.
"What do you mean, possible?"
After glancing at the female cultivator, he raised his head again toward the point where the two forces clashed. His neck bones even gave faint cracking sounds, yet his eyes remained extraordinarily calm.
In only this brief span of time, the blood-red radiance that had initially shone as brilliantly as the rising sun had already dissipated by more than half. When it collided with that deep-blue sphere of lightning, there was no sound at all. The two seemed to be devouring and melting one another away.
"He really went all out, even using a Blood Elixir technique like this. Once such a technique is used, even if he succeeds in crossing the tribulation, his Dao foundation will be greatly damaged and his Nascent Soul will suffer severe losses. And judging from things now, this tribulation lightning cannot be resolved by this one strike of his either."
Wang Li felt that Old Ancestor Tong Hui certainly possessed an aura of defying the heavens, but if this strike failed and injured him so severely, then the more powerful the magic treasures he had left, the less he would be able to unleash their full power. It would be better to first exhaust all his magic treasures completely before resorting to such a method.
"Think for yourself." The female cultivator replied with those four words, utterly without emotion.
The corner of Wang Li's mouth twitched slightly.
This was truly too difficult to communicate with.
Still, after all these years, he had grown somewhat accustomed to it.
He began seriously thinking about why his Senior Sister had said it was possible.
"That's it."
His eyes lit up, and he instantly thought of a possibility. "Once magic treasures are used up, they're gone. But if he has extremely potent healing spirit pills, especially pills that can greatly replenish a Nascent Soul, then he really can push himself to the brink first, recover quickly afterward, and go all out once more."
The female cultivator nodded. "Mm."
"It really is possible!" Wang Li was now certain that his Senior Sister had been normal during this period and had not suffered one of her episodes. He looked toward Old Ancestor Tong Hui with some admiration. "Then perhaps he truly has some hope."
At that very moment, with a soft crack, Old Ancestor Tong Hui chewed apart a purple crystal that he had kept beneath his tongue.
Boom!
It was as though a purple tidal wave had suddenly surged from within his body. Amid powerful fluctuations of spiritual pressure, his entire body emitted crystalline purple radiance. The purple glow wrapped evenly around him, and the wounds of all sizes across his body began healing rapidly.
"Exotic Source!" True Person Baixi's body jolted, and he could not help crying out.
The instant his voice rang out, identical cries of alarm arose from the surrounding skies.
"True Person, what is an Exotic Source?" The boy named Li Youque behind True Person Baixi spoke up again.
"Leaving aside how they are formed, the most poorly equipped cultivators use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate. Above that come spirit sand, spirit stones, and spirit sources. As for Exotic Sources, they are Exotic Spirit Sources. Not only do Exotic Spirit Sources contain astonishing amounts of spiritual energy, just like ordinary spirit sources, but each also possesses a different additional effect." Knowing that Li Youque must have some understanding of spiritual energy and spirit sand, True Person Baixi answered in extremely concise terms. "The cultivation texts you usually see are all exceedingly rudimentary. At most, they record spirit sand and spirit stones. Spirit sources and Exotic Sources are too rare, so those texts contain no record of them. But once you truly enter the sect and see more texts, you will naturally understand."
"So it really was so. He actually had an Exotic Source like this."
Feeling the rolling waves of spiritual energy rushing toward him, Wang Li felt his teeth ache a little.
Ordinary cultivators refined spirit sources by slowly enveloping them with True Essence. Old Ancestor Tong Hui had directly chewed this Exotic Source apart to refine it. It had sounded crisp and crunchy—those really were some fine teeth.
Old Ancestor Tong Hui's teeth did ache somewhat.
But this method of "devouring spirit raw" was the fastest means he knew for drawing in spiritual energy.
When fighting with one's life on the line, speed was what mattered!
Once the surging spiritual energy of this Exotic Source washed through him, not only were all the hidden injuries and mixed medicinal potency left in his body from swallowing massive amounts of pills cleansed away, even the black talismans on his Nascent Soul shattered piece by piece.
"Go to hell!"
With the pressure on him greatly eased, Old Ancestor Tong Hui's fighting spirit immediately surged even stronger. He reached out, grabbed, and flung forth another black sword case. In an instant, mournful sword cries rang out without end as twenty-seven jet-black sword lights shot forward at terrifying speed and viciously pierced the deep-blue lightning sphere.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The twenty-seven Dharma Swords were instantly shattered by the tribulation lightning. Yet at the moment they broke apart, their power erupted completely, forcibly blasting that deep-blue lightning sphere into pieces as well.
True Person Wu Yang had been watching so intently that even his breathing had completely stopped. Before joy could spread across his face at this sight, all the tribulation lightning in the sky was instead instantly drawn in by the deep-blue lightning glow, forming four pillar-thick bolts that came crashing down with savage force.
"Ah!"
Before Old Ancestor Tong Hui could react, the four bolts had already smashed viciously onto the Yin Thunder Umbrella above his head.
The True Essence within him erupted madly as he pushed the Yin Thunder Umbrella's power to its limit, yet he still could not withstand it. The murky lightning radiance on the Yin Thunder Umbrella was instantly wiped out by more than half, and even the umbrella's surface was immediately damaged. Dozens of fine strands of tribulation lightning lashed across his body like glowing swimming snakes.
The Dharma robe on his body was whipped into tatters as though it had no defensive power at all. His body was instantly reduced to a bloody mess, and within one horrifying wound after another, his organs and white bones could vaguely be seen.
"Go take the Yin Thunder Umbrella!" At that moment, his Senior Sister's voice rang in Wang Li's ears.
"At a time like this?" Wang Li frowned deeply.
"Quick!" The female cultivator nodded with utmost certainty and said in a tone that brooked no doubt, "If you're late, you might not get it."
At such a time, even Golden Core stage cultivators would not dare charge into the area covered by the lightning tribulation, much less Foundation Establishment Realm and Qi Refining stage cultivators. Yet hearing the female cultivator's words, Wang Li merely said, "The password."
The female cultivator said, "I refuse to accept it."
"Fine."
Wang Li hesitated no longer. He crushed a cyan talisman in his hand, and was instantly enveloped by a cyan gale as he shot directly toward the center of the lightning tribulation.
"Is that all?"
A crazed laugh rang out from the center of the lightning tribulation.
A towering tide of bloodlight rose from Old Ancestor Tong Hui's body once more. Within it appeared an exceptionally violent sword light, and all the bloodlight converged toward that sword light. Carrying a madness beyond description, it shone even more brilliantly than the tribulation lightning in the sky.
Wang Li narrowed his eyes at that violent sword light. Old Ancestor Tong Hui was once again using the Huayang Sect's Blood Elixir technique.
In such circumstances, Old Ancestor Tong Hui was once more squeezing the spiritual energy from his fleshly body and Nascent Soul to the absolute limit. If this strike could not crush the tribulation lightning, he would immediately be blasted into ashes by it.
With Wang Li's current cultivation, even a single thread of shattered tribulation lightning would be enough to blow him to smithereens. Moreover, Old Ancestor Tong Hui's tribulation had not yet ended. By directly intruding into the area covered by the Heavenly Tribulation, he was very likely to be punished by the Heavenly Dao laws as well.
Wang Li could even feel a tangible pressure surging over him like an endless tide. It felt as if he had already sunk deep into an icy swamp.
His body began trembling slightly beyond his control, and countless tiny bumps rose across his skin. Yet the thread of tension and fear in his pupils swiftly receded like the tide, leaving his eyes instantly clear and bright.
Wrapped in the cyan gale, his body was as light as a falling leaf. At the same time, faint gray glimmers seeped from the ten fingers of his hands.
The ten gray glimmers quickly separated from his fingertips and flew before him, transforming into ten sword shadows that shone with a dim, shadowy luster.
Straight ahead of him, Old Ancestor Tong Hui's sword light had already truly tangled in a deadly struggle with the tribulation lightning. The sword light shot straight upward, carrying an aura of piercing the heavens and slaughtering the earth, as though it meant to stab a hole through the sky itself. Shattered lightning cascaded down like a waterfall, while before him, countless glowing thorns seemed to grow from the ground and through empty space, murderous intent running rampant.
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