Passing the Sixth Tribulation as Naturally as Water Reaches Its Course

This Water-Fire Spirit Chamber of the Five Viscera Temple was indeed only for immortal cultivators who had established their foundation, or those on the verge of doing so.

The moment he entered, surging spiritual qi rushed at him head-on.

Compared to it, the dragon vein spiritual qi beneath Little West Mountain was merely so-so, perhaps not even a tenth as much.

But that was only natural. The dragon vein beneath Little West Mountain could at most be considered inferior, and it still fell somewhat short even of that.

The spirit chamber Fang Shu occupied, however, lay upon the main dragon vein of the Five Viscera Temple, and had been constructed from the flesh and blood of a flood dragon.

Sensing the dense spiritual qi, Fang Shu's spirits soared. He surveyed the space, barely half a zhang across, and found that although it was crude,

two pools had been deliberately arranged within the spirit chamber.

They formed the shape of an Yin-Yang Taiji symbol. One pool was filled with spiritual liquid, while the other held magma.

Even more curious was that despite water and fire interweaving, the room's temperature remained normal. Yet steaming vapor continuously rose from the Yin-Yang pools like pillars of smoke. All that white vapor had transformed from spiritual liquid.

Fang Shu inhaled, discovering that the mist was icy when it entered his body, yet once it reached his lungs and viscera, it generated a warm sensation that sent a wave of comfort through his flesh.

If I could cultivate here for a long time, even without taking any spiritual medicine, passing one tribulation within ten years would be more than easy enough.

After pondering this, he quickly adjusted his breathing and sat cross-legged before a stone cushion in the spirit chamber.

Facing the Yin-Yang Water-Fire Pools, he