Cultivating the Mysterious Arts to Purge the Fiends in the Extreme North, Tempering a Treasure with Tribulation Fiendish Qi

With his mind made up, Donghua did not hesitate any longer. He gave Taizhen and Kong Xuan a slight nod.

The Pure World White Lotus bloomed beneath the three of them, radiating boundless light. Its holy brilliance surged like a tide toward the mountain of ferocious beast corpses.

Donghua stood in the center, circulating his Hunyuan Dao Fruit. The twelve-petal white lotus beneath his feet turned slowly, and great Dao runes appeared on each petal.

The runes interwove into a net. Wherever it passed, the corpses crumbled into ash.

Beside him, Taizhen performed a secret Lunar art. The six-petal white lotus beneath her feet divided into countless streams of moonlight that seeped into the depths of the corpses, as fine as silk.

This moonlight did not simply destroy. It overcame hardness with softness, dissolving the fiendish qi accumulated over countless ages at its very source.

Kong Xuan, meanwhile, activated the Five-Colored Divine Light. Its green, yellow, red, black, and white radiance mingled with the light of purification, forming a six-colored rainbow that thoroughly refined the remnants of fiendish qi within the corpses.

Ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye. At last, Donghua and the others finished purifying the ferocious beast corpses in the Extreme North Land.

Looking at the land, still shrouded in blood-thick fiendish qi after those ten thousand years, Donghua turned to Taizhen and Kong Xuan.

"Beyond this point lies the site of the decisive battle all those years ago. The fiendish qi there is too intense for either of you to withstand. Wait here. I'll go alone."

That was the most terrifying core of fiendish qi on the Northern Continent, and the final battlefield where the Beast Emperor Shen Ni had been besieged.

As the sole emperor of the ferocious beast race, Shen Ni