213: The calamity is my power bank, how will you deal with it?

Wu Wang Death Mound.

The moment he stepped into this place, Lin Fan felt all sounds in the world disappear.

The sky was not blue, but a dull, suffocating gray that felt oppressive.

Thick tribulation clouds rolled slowly; there was no thunder, no lightning, only an invisible pressure weighing heavily on the heart of every living being.

The air was filled with a strange smell of mixed dust and scorched earth.

Deadly silence.

Absolute deadly silence.

Not far away, a Demon Wolf comparable to the Transformation Initial Stage was looking up blankly, its fur fluttering without wind, as an uneasy low growl emanated from its throat.

Suddenly.

A slender gray pillar of light fell from the tribulation clouds without warning, accurately enveloping the Demon Wolf.

There was no scream.

There was no struggle.

The Demon Wolf's body, along with the rock beneath its feet, silently dissolved within that gray pillar of light, turning into the most primitive fly ash that was scattered by the breeze.

It was as if it had never existed.

Several Loose Cultivators who had strayed into this place had faces full of terror as they desperately activated their Magic Treasures, trying to flee the area.

But their speed seemed laughable and powerless before the heavenly might.

One gray pillar of light after another fell in succession.

Their protective Magic Treasures, their spirit power shields, and even their physical bodies and Divine Souls all turned into nothingness the moment they touched the pillars of light.

Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, they would not enter Reincarnation.

Lin Fan watched all of this quietly.

His heart beat violently in his chest.

It wasn't fear.

It was an uncontrollable, almost crazed excitement.

He could feel that every time a gray pillar of light descended, it carried a supreme Law of Annihilation from the world's Origin.

This was simply a super tonic tailored specifically for him.

Lin Fan found a secluded corner and skillfully set up a Resurrection Anchor.

He took a deep breath.

The air was icy cold, carrying the scent of doomsday.

He watched as another gray pillar of light slowly descended not far away, its target being a lifeless rock on the ground.

The corners of Lin Fan's mouth curled into a brilliant arc.

He took the initiative to step forward, meeting it at a moderate pace.

Then, under a gaze that no Cultivator could understand, he reached out his right hand and actively probed into that destructive pillar of light.

The moment his fingertips touched the pillar of light.

An indescribable force of annihilation instantly swept through his entire body.

There was no pain.

Because before he could perceive pain, his consciousness, his Divine Soul, his Physical Body, and every trace of his existence had been completely erased by the Law.

[Ding.]

[Host has come into contact with the Spirit Realm's disaster power; body and soul are completely destroyed.]

[Death Evaluation: S-Rank (A brave and great attempt).]

[Congratulations! You have received a reward: Divine Soul Origin +5%.]

[Congratulations! You have received a special reward: Heaven Rank Cultivation Technique "Tribulation-Inducing Body Tempering Art (Incomplete)".]

A flash of white light occurred.

Lin Fan was resurrected at the anchor point, completely intact.

He closed his eyes, feeling carefully.

His Divine Soul felt as if it had been washed by the purest energy, becoming more condensed and transparent than ever before.

In his mind, an extra profound and obscure method appeared, which was exactly that "Tribulation-Inducing Body Tempering Art."

This Cultivation Technique could actually guide the power of the Heavenly Tribulation to temper the Physical Body and Divine Soul.

The Heavenly Tribulation that others avoided like the plague had become a necessary condition for his cultivation.

Lin Fan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

His laughter sounded particularly abrupt and arrogant in this dead silent world.

The gains from a single S-rank death were already so terrifying.

What if he died a few more times inside?

He no longer hesitated; his whole body turned into an afterimage as he charged directly toward the core area covered by the disaster.

There, gray pillars of light were falling as densely as raindrops... Cuiyun Sect, Forbidden Ground, Star Gazing Platform.

Within a massive Ancient Water Mirror, the scenes inside the Wu Wang Death Mound were being clearly reflected.

The Cuiyun Sect Master and Elder Liu stood side by side with solemn expressions.

“Sect Master, young friend Lin has already entered the disaster range.”

Elder Liu's tone was filled with worry.

The Sect Master didn't speak, only staring intently at the water mirror.

He saw how those Yao Beasts and Loose Cultivators turned into fly ash under the light of the disaster without any power to resist.

His heart tightened accordingly.

Even though he believed that Lin Fan had a great power behind him, witnessing the terror of the heavenly might with his own eyes still caused him bouts of heart palpitations.

Then, he saw a scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

The white-robed youth in the water mirror actually took the initiative to meet an annihilation pillar of light.

“What is he doing?”

Elder Liu cried out in shock.

The Sect Master's pupils suddenly contracted to the extreme.

In the next instant, Lin Fan's figure completely disappeared within the water mirror.

He was wiped out cleanly.

“No—”

The Sect Master's mind went blank, and a huge sense of loss and regret welled up in his heart.

It was over.

The connection to the heavens that the Sect had finally managed to establish was now broken.

How was he supposed to explain this to that potentially terrifying great power?

The future of the Cuiyun Sect was pitch black.

However.

Just as he was feeling deathly discouraged.

In the corner of the water mirror, a flash of white light appeared.

The white-robed youth, who should have had his body and soul destroyed, appeared once again, completely intact.

The ten-thousand-year-old warm jade teacup in the Sect Master's hand could no longer withstand the violent fluctuations of its owner's mind.

Crack.

A soft sound echoed.

The teacup turned into the finest powder and slipped through his fingers.

He felt as if he had been struck by the Nine Heavens divine lightning, freezing in place with his mouth slightly open, yet unable to make any sound.

Elder Liu was even more exaggerated; he rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking he was seeing a hallucination.

“He... he's alive?”

The scenes in the water mirror continued to challenge their cognition.

After resurrecting, Lin Fan did not flee; instead, he laughed and charged into the core area of the disaster.

He spread his arms and tilted his head back, as if he weren't facing death, but welcoming a hearty and refreshing rain.

One after another, annihilation pillars of light that would make even a Void Refining power feel terrified fell upon him in succession.

He turned into fly ash time and again.

And time and again, he resurrected at the anchor point not far away.

He never seemed to tire of it.

[Ding. You died from 'Heavenly Dao Annihilation'. Evaluation: S-Rank. Reward: Destruction Law Fragment x1.]

[Ding. You died from 'Heavenly Dao Annihilation'. Evaluation: S-Rank. Reward: Divine Soul Origin +3%.]

[Ding. You died from 'Heavenly Dao Annihilation'. Evaluation: S-Rank. Reward: "Tribulation-Inducing Body Tempering Art" completion degree +10%.]

Lin Fan was immersed in the pleasure of the System notification sounds flooding his mind.

Through repeated destruction and Rebirth, his body began to gradually adapt to this high-level power of the Law.

Under this inconceivable "tempering," his cultivation Bottleneck began to loosen violently.

It seemed as if it had sensed the existence of this "anomaly."

The tribulation clouds above the entire Wu Wang Death Mound began to undergo an abnormal change.

The originally disordered gray pillars of light gradually stopped falling.

All the tribulation clouds began to frantically converge and rotate directly above Lin Fan's head, forming a terrifying vortex so massive it obscured the heavens.

The center of the vortex was deep darkness.

A will far exceeding the previous ones, carrying the meaning of heartless judgment, locked onto Lin Fan.

The Heavenly Dao seemed to have been completely enraged by this ant who repeatedly exploited the rules' loopholes.

Inside the Star Gazing Platform.

The Sect Master and Elder Liu were already completely numb.

They watched Lin Fan repeatedly "bathe" in the Heavenly Tribulation, moving from initial shock to horror, and now to looking up in awe.

This could no longer be explained by a mere "trial."

This was a miracle.

They were witnessing a miracle with their own eyes.

“Sect Master... you say... Elder Lin... what kind of existence is he exactly?”

Elder Liu's voice was dry and trembling.

The Sect Master did not answer.

He only looked at the world-destroying vortex in the water mirror and murmured to himself.

“Heavenly Wrath... this is Heavenly Wrath...”

Right at this moment.

At the center of that massive tribulation cloud vortex, the darkness suddenly contracted.

A wisp of pure, extremely brilliant gold suddenly lit up.

The next moment.

A pure golden bolt of lightning, containing judgment and destruction, tore through the firmament.

It didn't make any sound.

Yet it caused the entire world to lose all color at this moment.

It had only one target locked.

It was precisely Lin Fan, who stood below, having just resurrected once more with a face full of expectation.