Suddenly, seven-colored Nirvana Tribulation Fire surged from the cracks in the Bridge of Helplessness, wrapping around Lin Xuan's entire body in an instant.
Lin Xuan turned into a seven-colored man of flame. The violent fire scorched his immortal soul as though tempering dark iron.
"Hiss..."
Lin Xuan sucked in a sharp breath. Even after being cleansed by the Yellow Springs Road, he still felt as if his entire immortal soul were about to be roasted black, ready to disperse at any moment.
The Taiyuan Immortal Tree swayed, and the Celestial Court trembled.
Lin Xuan forcefully suppressed the pain, continuously adapting to the burning of the Nirvana Tribulation Fire. At the same time, he used the power of various immortal scriptures to purify it, turning it into refined power to replenish himself.
Throughout this process, Lin Xuan's consumption became incomparably immense. Even the rate at which his cultivation time decreased accelerated as it restored him.
Yet even so, Lin Xuan had no intention of stopping. He continued onward, determined to set foot in the Nirvana Stage.
If outsiders were to witness this scene, who knew how shocked they would be.
Throughout the entire Upper Realm, no matter how gifted a person was, the process of advancing from the Death Stage to Nirvana was exceedingly long.
At the beginning, one had to draw forth tribulation fire to temper the immortal soul, then gradually adapt to it. Only after Nirvana Power was born within the body could the pace begin to quicken.
There had never been anyone like Lin Xuan, who had barely come into contact with Nirvana Tribulation Fire and already wanted to force his way across in such a manner. That was no different from courting death.
Time flew by. With the Soul Suppressing Pagoda, Lin Xuan's greatest aid, joining in,