Purple Lightning Body Forging, Yin Yang Origin Core

Within the Purple Lightning World, a massive bolt of purple lightning, dozens of zhang in size, suddenly tore through the sky, pierced the void, and slammed fiercely toward Long Jiuyao.

Long Jiuyao looked up in shock, his pitch-black pupils filled with purple light. Under the terrifying speed of that purple lightning bolt, he had no way to dodge and could only watch helplessly as it struck his body heavily.

"Boom!"

A low, heavy sound spread out. Long Jiuyao's body was severely wounded, sent flying backward several zhang as he spat out a mouthful of blood. Electric sparks flickered across his body, madly burrowing into his flesh.

"Hmph!"

An indescribable agony spread through Long Jiuyao's body. It felt as if every bone in his frame was being torn apart by that purple lightning, clinging to him like maggots on a wound. Cold sweat drenched his body, and even with Long Jiuyao's endurance, the pain forced a groan from his lips.

"Jiuyao, the Azure Lightning Gale can only release a thousand purple lightning bolts right now. Endure this, and you'll be reborn." Yuan Gan's voice echoed in Long Jiuyao's heart.

Long Jiuyao was stunned. Making him survive a thousand purple lightning strikes? Wasn't that just asking for his life?

"Boom!"

While Long Jiuyao was still in a daze, another bolt of lightning, no less powerful than the one before, suddenly howled down from above his head, like a ferocious lightning dragon, shooting straight toward him.

"Damn it!"

Long Jiuyao's face twisted in fury as he cursed angrily. But before the curse had even faded, the dozens-of-zhang-wide purple lightning bolt had already landed on his body. Thunder exploded, blood splattered, and even with Long Jiuyao's current physique, his skin was torn open, leaving him a miserable sight.

"Ah!"

Long Jiuyao was blasted black all over, his hair standing on end. Gritting his teeth, he looked up at the sky and roared.

"Boom! Boom!"

As his roar faded, another purple lightning bolt followed immediately, once again sending Long Jiuyao flying several zhang away.

The bone-crushing pain spreading from within his body gradually turned Long Jiuyao's eyes bloodshot. The stubbornness buried deep in his bones finally surged forth. He staggered to his feet, and a layer of obsidian-like black dragon scales emerged on the surface of his skin.

"Boom! Boom!"

The purple lightning bolts showed no mercy to Long Jiuyao. One after another, larger and more terrifying bolts descended, striking his body with brutal force.

The black dragon scales on his body shattered and flew apart, flesh and blood turned to a blurry mess, blood streaming everywhere. Even the dragon race, famed for their formidable physiques, crumbled under these destructive lightning strikes.

"Boom!"

This relentless bombardment continued for who knows how long. At first, Long Jiuyao tried to count how many times he had been struck, but as his injuries grew more severe, his consciousness began to blur, and the number of lightning bolts was forgotten. The only things he could feel were the agony spreading to every corner of his body and the countless brushes with death.

Under the barrage of those purple lightning bolts, his flesh and blood could no longer bear the strain and turned to dust. No flesh remained, only the meridians visible beneath his Dark Gold Skeleton.

In the purple world, countless lightning bolts, like thunder dragons, howled through the air, relentlessly bombarding a single, tiny figure of a dark gold skeleton. The booming sounds echoed throughout the entire Purple Lightning World.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The purple lightning bolts continued to fall madly.

One hundred... three hundred... six hundred...

No one knew how many bolts had struck. Yet Long Jiuyao, who should have been reduced to ashes, was like a small boat in a raging storm—tottering on the edge of collapse, but never capsizing.

Time passed slowly. In the Purple Lightning World, the youth with the Dark Gold Skeleton sat quietly in meditation. A thin membrane of blood had formed over the dark gold bones.

"Thump, thump, thump!" Beneath that thin blood membrane, a bright red heart beat slowly, proving that Long Jiuyao was still alive.

Purple lightning light spread in all directions, countless arcs of electricity pouring out like swimming snakes, crackling without end.

Yet, facing such terrifying bombardment, the figure of the dark gold skeleton wrapped in a blood membrane remained utterly still. His body was like a rock rooted in place, unmoved by any external force.

Long Jiuyao's current body was extremely hideous and terrifying. There was no flesh or blood to speak of, only a thin membrane as delicate as a cicada's wing. But within it, a rich vitality was contained.

"Sizzle!"

Purple arcs of electricity danced on the surface of the blood membrane, continuously surging into it. With every arc that merged, the vitality within grew stronger.

If one could see inside Long Jiuyao's bones, they would find his body filled with countless purple arcs of electricity. These arcs coiled around every organ, looking like a suit of purple protective armor, tightly wrapping and shielding his internal organs. And whenever a purple lightning bolt struck Long Jiuyao's body, these purple arcs would grow even brighter.

In short, under the assault of these hundreds of purple lightning bolts, Long Jiuyao seemed to be undergoing a gradual mutation.

Moreover, this mutation appeared to be intensifying silently as time passed.

In the unconscious Purple Lightning World, the concept of time became extremely vague. Long Jiuyao had no idea how long he had remained in this state. In a daze, it felt like a month, or perhaps several months.

Time flowed on. The blood membrane on the Dark Gold Skeleton disappeared, replaced by skin like that of a dried corpse, with no trace of blood flowing.

Long Jiuyao's eyes, which had been shut for a long time, suddenly snapped open. Electric arcs flowed around him, and the sound of thunder roared.

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine!"

His consciousness returned. Long Jiuyao abruptly looked up, his black pupils tinged with purple light, staring at the lightning-filled sky. He roared to the heavens: "The last one! Come at me!"

"Rumble!"

As if answering Long Jiuyao's roar, countless purple lightning bolts in the sky began to slowly writhe and gather. Finally, a massive bolt of purple lightning, hundreds of zhang in size, began to take shape.

"Roar!"

A deafening dragon roar suddenly rang out. The enormous purple lightning in the sky transformed into a Purple Lightning Dragon, hundreds of zhang in size.

The Purple Lightning Dragon's massive body coiled in the void. Its huge dragon eyes, flickering with purple arcs, stared down at Long Jiuyao below. The sheer momentum was enough to chill anyone's heart.

Yet Long Jiuyao was fearless. He met the gaze of the Purple Lightning Dragon, and after a moment, a mad grin crept onto his lips. Slowly, he spread his arms wide, as if welcoming the final bolt of lightning's fury.

"Boom!"

The Purple Lightning Dragon sensed Long Jiuyao's provocation; violet arcs of electricity frantically leaped across its massive body before it suddenly roared downward.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As the Purple Lightning Dragon hurtled down, the entire world seemed to tremble with its charge, the momentum nearly world-shattering.

Long Jiuyao spread his palms, the smile at the corners of his lips growing ever more manic.

The colossal Purple Lightning Dragon, carrying an immense shadow, crashed like a meteor against Long Jiuyao's completely defenseless body.

"Thud!"

A low, heavy sound rang out across this violet world. At the moment of impact, Long Jiuyao's body was enveloped; his withered skin, as if nourished, rapidly restored itself to its former state—supple, radiant, with blood and qi flowing through it.

Long Jiuyao lowered his head, gazing at this fleshly body forged through a thousand Purple Lightning Strikes. A flicker of bewilderment passed through his eyes, then he slowly clenched his fists.

As his fists tightened, a terrifying power surged like a primordial ferocious beast from every limb and bone in Long Jiuyao's body—a power more fierce and domineering than ever before.

The Purple Lightning Strike targeted the strengthening of internal organs, while its enhancement of the physical body was not particularly pronounced.

Heaven and Earth treasures capable of strengthening internal organs are rare, and the Purple Lightning Strike is one of them.

For all races, internal organs are extremely fragile—even demonic beasts are no exception. There may be differences in strength, but not by much.

Even the Dragon Clan, whose physical bodies are the strongest on the continent, have equally fragile internal organs.

The final Purple Lightning Strike, aside from containing pure lightning power, also held pure and terrifying Heaven and Earth Yuan Power.

Long Jiuyao had originally planned to break through outside, but with such a golden opportunity before him, he naturally wouldn't waste it. He would use this vast Heaven and Earth Yuan Power to break through to the Origin Core Realm.

Within his dantian, the Yuan Power mist had already occupied most of the space. Within the mist were two opposing attributes: a pitch-black Yin Sha Power and a golden Golden Sun Power, continuously merging under the entanglement of these threads of Yuan Power.

Long Jiuyao had polished himself in the Heaven Origin Realm for a full year; breaking through to the Origin Core Realm was merely a matter of course.

"Yin and Yang merge, Origin Core, condense!"

A sharp shout suddenly rang out in Long Jiuyao's heart. Immediately, as if an invisible giant palm fiercely squeezed down on the mist, the opposing Yuan Power mists at the two extremes slowly fused under that compression.

Then, a pill about half a finger's width was slowly refined and formed!

But unlike the usual pale-gold Origin Core, Long Jiuyao's was a Yin-Yang-colored Origin Core—a result of the extreme yin and extreme yang energies he had absorbed during the Earth Origin Realm and Heaven Origin Realm.

Moreover, on the smooth surface of the Yin Yang Origin Core, there were nine extremely fine star patterns.

A Nine Star Origin Core—even within the Origin Core Realm, it was as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns.