Amidst the unwilling roar of the Mirror God.
He ultimately failed to withstand the might of the heavenly lightning.
Where there is destruction, there is inevitably new birth.
After annihilating the Mirror God.
Li Xuanxiao felt himself being locked onto once again by that faint aura.
"Boom—!!"
In that instant, all three hundred and sixty acupoints across Li Xuanxiao's body ignited simultaneously.
Within the blink of an eye, the descending tribulation lightning was channeled through these acupoints, rampaging wildly through his meridians.
Yet, this seemingly perilous lightning caused him no harm whatsoever.
His newly reborn meridians became more resilient and expansive under the baptism of thunderfire, as though undergoing rebirth.Even his deliberately shattered bones, now in fragments, were nourished by the lightning and began regenerating.
The newborn bones gleamed with a jade-like luster.
When the last wisp of lightning disappeared into Li Xuanxiao's brow, the surrounding sandstorm abruptly ceased.
The turbulence caused by the heavenly tribulation gradually subsided.
Sword energy, sharp and overwhelming, coiled around him like dancing dragons, exuding an awe-inspiring presence.
Above in the sky, the thick dark clouds seemed to be dispersed by an invisible force, retreating bit by bit.
Finally revealing a dazzling starry sky, dreamlike and fantastical.
At this moment, within Li Xuanxiao's Purple Palace Dantian, a vast new world had formed.
Every movement he made now carried natural Dao rhythm.
The Nascent Soul had broken through to the Transformation Spirit realm. Success.
"..........."
The shrine had long been reduced to ashes amidst the thunderstorm's fury.
Leaving behind only devastation and billowing smoke.
The crowd watched in terror, hearts filled with reverence and dread.
As the massive dust cloud gradually dissipated, people finally saw the scene before them.
What appeared before their eyes was an astonishing ravine, its diameter spanning hundreds of zhang.
Huang Chengqian stared in shock at this sight.
Suddenly, a figure flashed through the lingering smoke.
Reacting instantly, Huang Chengqian instinctively thrust out a palm.
The moment their palms met, it wasn't the wind that stopped.
Rather, the vortex created by their clashing palm forces disrupted all airflow within a ten-zhang radius.
Huang Chengqian's eyes widened as he spat out each word deliberately:
"Li Xuanxiao!?"
Something's wrong!!
His expression changed drastically as his opponent's palm force surged inversely through his meridians.
Huang Chengqian retreated rapidly, staring at Li Xuanxiao in disbelief.
How was this possible!?
Not long ago, he had been chasing this man, forcing him to flee like a rat.
Or resorting to cheap tricks and underhanded tactics.
Yet now, his opponent could face him head-on.
"Disciple of the Heavenly Secrets Master?"
Li Xuanxiao raised an eyebrow, pressing a finger between his brows.
Strands of golden light blossomed from his forehead.
"Today, a disciple of Mount Shushan shall slay you!"
Sensing the unusual aura emanating from his opponent, Huang Chengqian didn't dare be careless.
Spiritual power surged through his meridians like raging tides.
Raising both hands, palms facing each other, an intense frigid energy erupted from them.
This icy force seemed alive, spreading outward at terrifying speed.
Huang Chengqian sneered coldly: "Remnants of Mount Shushan! Your sect is already destroyed! How dare a dying dog like you spout such nonsense here!!!"
The corners of Li Xuanxiao's lips curled slightly into a faint smile.
The golden strands between his brows converged, forming a dazzling beam of light.
Then, a clear, resounding sword cry echoed between heaven and earth.
As the sword cry rang out, the clouds seemed to tear apart.
Li Xuanxiao pointed with sword-like fingers.
Behind him, a glorious solar halo gradually manifested, illuminating everything as bright as day.
Huang Chengqian took a deep breath.
Then gritted his teeth and decisively retrieved a Snow Mountain Scroll from his storage ring.
This was no ordinary painting, but a precious treasure bestowed by his master.
The moment he unfurled it, a miracle occurred.
The majestic snow mountain in the painting emerged into reality.
Towering into the clouds, its peak thick with snow like a silver-giant.
Its appearance instantly released an intense cold.
Suddenly intruding into this desert, creating stark contrast with the surroundings.
Everything nearby froze instantly under the mountain's influence.
Scorching sand hardened like iron, even the wind seemed to solidify.
The frigid energy surged upward like wild horses.
Piercing straight through the sky.
"Go!"
Li Xuanxiao thrust his sword fingers forward.
The converging golden light collided violently with the ice mountain.
Golden light and ice shards exploded into a shower of stars.
Li Xuanxiao's eyes erupted with dazzling golden flame patterns.
As the moon slowly set, the last golden streak vanished into his eyes like a meteor.
Meanwhile, countless ice blades condensed midair, crisscrossing rapidly.
Huang Chengqian further enhanced them with thunder techniques.
However—
"Clang—!!!"
An earth-shattering explosion occurred.
The entire snow peak shattered violently from its midsection upwards.
Countless ice blocks and snow cascaded down like torrential rain, refracting colorful light under the sun.
Huang Chengqian spat blood, growling lowly.
With a wave of his hand, layers of ice walls materialized before him, attempting to block Li Xuanxiao's assault.
"Arrogant!"
Accompanied by this furious roar, Mozi arrived with rolling thunder, unstoppable in his momentum.
Yet before he could reach them—
A figure suddenly intercepted his path.
The magical light in Di Nü Feng's hands spun rapidly as her chest heaved violently.
Clearly under tremendous pressure.
Beneath her skin, toxins spread like green snakes.
The eerie veins clearly visible, as if ready to burst forth at any moment.
"Pant... pant..."
"Di Nü Feng! Do you truly intend to shield Shushan's remnants? Oppose the entire world?" Mozi raged.
"None of your damn business!! This lady does whatever she pleases!"
Di Nü Feng and Mozi clashed once more.
"......."
The golden light dispersed again, then condensed.
The golden threads of sword energy focused into a single point, bombarding the ice walls.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The sounds of shattering ice echoed continuously.
Huang Chengqian's face turned purple, veins bulging violently along his neck and wrists as he emitted hoarse roars.
Along a golden thread, Huang Chengqian's throat was swiftly torn open.
A mangled mess of flesh—blood evaporating before it could spill, revealing severed muscles and ruptured vessels.
"Gurgle..."
Huang Chengqian clutched his wound futilely.
Li Xuanxiao landed before him, dazzling golden light boring into his eyes.
Though terrified, Huang Chengqian still spat venomously:
"...Master...won't let you go...wait for your death."
Li Xuanxiao had no interest in further words.
Two fingers pressed against Huang Chengqian's forehead.
Sword light pierced straight through his skull.