Chen Beiwu opened his eyes, having gained a great deal.
The Wu Yang Return-to-Truth Essence-Refining Profound Formation was not a killing formation. It could draw upon Wu Yang True Fire to temper a cultivator's nascent soul and golden core. It was an overbearing formation that accumulated essence and qi, transformed the body and refined the true self, condensed the yang spirit, and increased cultivation.
Yet this formation was far too overbearing. Even among the True Lord prodigies of the Grand Void Formation Sect, few could endure the body-searing agony of returning to truth and refining essence.
Suppressing his thoughts, Chen Beiwu turned his gaze toward the Pure Yang Formation-Suppressing Pillar.
The first trial had been far too easy-so easy that Chen Beiwu could not help entertaining a wild thought.
What if?
If he could lift the Pure Yang Formation-Suppressing Pillar and hold on for three breaths, would he not be able to begin refining a creation treasure?
"Whew."
Chen Beiwu exhaled a breath of turbid air. Under the four little ones' gazes, he slowly bent his knees, stepping forward with his right foot and drawing his left foot back. His body tensed like a fully drawn bow.
Then he circulated the Primordial Origin True Essence within him, took a deep breath, spread the fingers of both hands, and wrapped his arms around the Pure Yang Formation-Suppressing Pillar.
"Hah...!!"
Chen Beiwu straightened his back. Primordial Origin True Essence surged through his meridians into his legs, hips, spine, shoulder blades, and arms. His arm muscles bulged, his veins writhed like dragons, and vast strength capable of moving mountains and shifting rivers erupted from him.
Even if a mountain a thousand zhang tall stood before him now, Chen Beiwu was confident that he could lift it with his Primordial Origin True Essence and