Crossing Heavenly Mountain, Heart of an Innocent Child??

Inside the cultivation chamber, Song Youfu's brows were tightly furrowed, as though he were waiting for something.

After a long while, he opened his eyes and stared unblinkingly at the ceiling, his face full of confusion and incomprehension.

"Hiss..."

"This... this isn't right, is it? Where exactly did things go wrong?" Song Youfu felt as though he had landed himself in trouble.

He was indeed breaking through to the Purple Palace Stage, but strangely, the Spiritual Qi Vortex had already taken shape, yet the Minor Inner Demon Tribulation had not descended as scheduled.

At that moment, Song Youfu was panicking. Under Song Youlin's urging, he had studied quite a few ancient books. He was no longer the lazy brat who idled away his days without learning anything. Such situations had been recorded in ancient books many times, but the fate of those attempting breakthroughs was generally not pleasant.

"No, perhaps I'm already undergoing the tribulation. Everything I see now could be an illusion created by the Inner Demon."

Thinking of this, Song Youfu felt somewhat relieved and began considering how to break open the illusion before him. After observing carefully for a while, however, he found no flaw whatsoever.

"What a brilliant illusion."

He held two fingers together like a blade and, gritting his teeth, slashed directly across his palm. Piercing pain shot straight into his mind, yet the surroundings remained entirely unchanged.

"Hiss..."

"What is going on? Even mutilating myself isn't enough?" Song Youfu sucked in a cold breath, filled with the urge to curse.

At that moment, surging spiritual qi abruptly poured into his body from the Spiritual Qi Vortex above.

He felt as though his four limbs and hundred bones were being wildly scoured by this power. Every pore on his body began secreting a foul-smelling black