243: Obtain an opportunity

The next moment, a scene that everyone would never forget unfolded.

Hiss!

It was like a red-hot branding iron meeting solid ice, or sunlight melting snow. That contained the Law of Netherworld's Deathly Stillness.

The purple electric light and the Yellow Springs Annihilation Finger collided with a bang!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a more heart-palpitating annihilation, as if on the level of Laws.

The gigantic Yellow Springs Finger, imbued with the power of Netherworld's Deathly Stillness, which was enough to make even Early Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators retreat in fear, instantly met the hair-thin purple electric light.

It was as if it had encountered its natural enemy, rapidly dissolving and disintegrating from the point of contact at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Thunder True Intent is vast and righteous, and the True Intent of the Netherworld, which is full of death and filth, is precisely what it restrains the most.

The dark yellow deathly still energy let out a mournful wail, as if countless vengeful spirits were turning to ash under the purification of thunder.

That terrifying Law of Annihilation appeared so vulnerable before the Thunder True Intent, which was supremely Yang and rigid, representing the righteous Qi of heaven and earth.

The purple electric light was unstoppable, moving upwards along the gigantic finger. Wherever it passed, all things returned to nothingness, and Laws collapsed.

"No!"

Standing for Fierce Blood Sun let out a scream of utter despair, his eyes filled with incomprehensible fear and absurdity.

His strongest trump card, his proud forbidden technique that touched upon True Intent, was actually broken by the opponent in such an inconceivable and effortless manner!

How could a mere Qi Refining Stage kid comprehend Thunder True Intent?

Why!

However, reality was cruelly undeniable.

After completely annihilating the Yellow Springs Annihilation, the purple electric light, though greatly dimmed, still carried an unyielding, majestic heavenly might that judged all.

Like a teleportation, it instantly plunged into Standing for Fierce Blood Sun's glinting pupils, which were wide with extreme terror.

"Uh ah..."

Standing for Fierce Blood Sun's body stiffened abruptly, all his movements suddenly ceasing.

The expression on his face froze in extreme terror, unwillingness, and deep disbelief.

A faint purple electric spark shot out from his seven orifices, emitting a slight crackling sound.

The next moment, the surging Devilish Qi around him dissipated with a bang, like a punctured balloon.

The dark purple Coiling Dragon Devil Robe instantly lost all its luster, becoming dull and lifeless.

The light in his eyes rapidly dimmed. His body swayed, then fell straight backward with a "thud" onto the cold altar surface, utterly lifeless.

The Seventh True Disciple of the Underworld Holy Sect, Standing for Fierce Blood Sun, who aimed to perfect his Dao Foundation and had grand ambitions, thus perished.

Silence!

Deathly silence enveloped the top of the altar.

Only the bloody vortex continued to spin madly, emitting a low hum, and the faint sounds of battle from the battlefield below, which only further highlighted the eerie tranquility of this peak.

Lin Jingyu maintained the posture of pointing with his finger, his face as pale as paper, his body swaying slightly, almost unable to stand steadily.

That strike just now had almost drained all his spiritual Qi, Divine Sense, and even part of his Qi and blood, and had completely consumed the trace of Thunder True Intent he had just comprehended but not yet stabilized.

An intense feeling of weakness surged like a tide, and his Meridians throbbed with needle-like pain.

But he forcibly held on, his gaze fixed on the fallen Standing for Fierce Blood Sun, until he confirmed that his life force was completely extinguished. Only then did his taut mind slightly relax.

Just then, another unexpected change occurred!

From Standing for Fierce Blood Sun's corpse, an extremely faint, almost invisible black phantom floated up. The phantom's face was distorted.

Filled with endless malice and unwillingness, it was Standing for Fierce Blood Sun's remaining trace of Origin Divine Soul.

He hadn't completely undergone Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering yet and was attempting to escape while Lin Jingyu was weak.

However, he clearly underestimated the domineering nature of Thunder True Intent.

As soon as that wisp of Divine Soul appeared, the faint purple electric light wrapped around it suddenly flared up.

"Crack!"

With a barely audible soft sound, that wisp of Divine Soul, carrying Standing for Fierce Blood Sun's last consciousness and memories, was instantly purified clean like a bubble in the sun, leaving no trace behind.

This time, he was truly annihilated in both body and spirit, losing even the chance of Reincarnation and Rebirth.

At the same time, without Standing for Fierce Blood Sun as the leader and core sacrifice, the altar's operation suddenly went out of control.

The bloody vortex at the top twisted and vibrated violently, becoming extremely unstable.

The vast and majestic Secret Realm Origin power lost its clear guiding target, becoming wild and chaotic.

But in the midst of it all, some instinct of the altar, or perhaps the Secret Realm Origin's own tendency, naturally locked onto the only living being on the altar.

Lin Jingyu, who had just slain the leader and whose aura even retained a trace of Thunder True Intent fluctuation.

Rumble!

Like a bursting heavenly river, the immeasurably vast Origin power, mixed with pure blood-fiend Qi, transformed into an incredibly thick dark red pillar of light, madly pouring down onto the severely weakened Lin Jingyu.

"Uh ah ah ah..."

Lin Jingyu had no time to react, nor could he resist. The massive amount of energy instantly surged into his body, bringing not nourishment, but an almost destructive impact.

His Meridians were forcibly widened and torn, his Dantian Qi Sea felt like it was about to burst, and the intense pain far exceeded any previous injury, causing him to let out a painful roar.

On the surface of his body, capillaries ruptured, and the seeping blood was instantly evaporated by the energy, making him appear like a blood person.

His bones groaned under the immense pressure, and his Sea of Consciousness was also turbulent from the violent energy impact, as if it could collapse at any moment.

This was a crisis, but also a tremendous Opportunity!

The Spirit Refining Art spontaneously operated at an unprecedented limit at this moment!

The three Mental Energy lakes spun wildly, desperately sorting and guiding the surging violent energy.

Although the Evergreen Art was a basic Cultivation Technique, its powerful inclusiveness and refining ability were not weak.

With the augmentation of powerful Mental Energy.

It forcibly stripped away the Impurities from the Yin-cold and deathly still Origin power, transforming it into relatively gentle and pure spiritual Qi, nourishing the damaged Meridians, and flowing into the nearly dry Dantian.

His body seemed to have become a massive furnace, simultaneously being destroyed by the violent energy and rapidly repaired by the vitality transformed by the Spirit Refining Art.

In this process of destruction and establishment, his Meridians became wider and tougher, the capacity of his Dantian continuously expanded, his Physical Body strength rapidly increased, and his Qi and blood surged like a tide.

More importantly, the massive amount of initially purified Secret Realm Origin, containing the most primitive Law fragments and energy imprints of this world.

Began to spontaneously gather, compress, and settle towards the core of his Dantian... the originally sparse spiritual Qi continuously grew stronger, transforming from a small stream into a vast ocean.

Above it, various spiritual lights and special patterns could vaguely be seen, which were alternative manifestations of the world's Origin power within the Secret Realm.