375: Chapter 375 Pure Yang True Fire Refines the Fairy!

Deep within the palace, the light was bright. Glowing gems were embedded in the walls. Su Yang walked at the very front with his hands behind his back. Bai Li, Chu Ling, Mary, and Qin Xueji followed closely by his side.

The woman in the white dress walked at the back. She appeared respectful on the surface, but a poisonous resentment was hidden in the depths of her eyes. As a Fairy from the Upper Realm, how could she serve as a maid to a Mortal? Her gaze swept across the white jade pillars on both sides of the hall. Inscriptions of the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation were carved onto the pillars. Only she knew the method to activate it.

The woman in the white dress stopped. Her hands rapidly formed seals in front of her. A streak of white light shot into the nearest pillar.

"Mortal, go dream in Hell!" the woman in the white dress shouted.

Boom! The hall shook violently. Thirty-six white jade pillars erupted with dazzling white light simultaneously. Thousands of transparent light swords instantly condensed in mid-air, carrying a killing intent that tore through the Void Realm, all aimed at Su Yang and the others.

The light swords poured down like raindrops. Their speed was as fast as lightning.

Qin Xueji's face turned pale; she had no time to react at all. Bai Li quickly propped up a purple demonic power shield.

Mary flapped her black bat wings and cursed loudly, "Stinking woman! You actually dare to plot against us! This Young Miss is going to drain your blood dry!"

Su Yang stopped, not even turning his head.

"A trivial trick," Su Yang said in a flat tone.

Pure Yang True Qi erupted like a volcano. Golden flames transformed into a giant palm in mid-air. The golden giant hand met the sky full of light swords and slapped down fiercely.

Bang! A deafening roar echoed. Thousands of light swords collided with the golden giant hand, melting into white smoke instantly like snow meeting boiling water. They couldn't even hold out for a single second.

The giant palm's momentum didn't decrease, striking directly at the thirty-six white jade pillars. The pillars shattered inch by inch and collapsed with a crash. The Immortal Slaying Sword Formation in the hall was smashed to pieces by Su Yang's single palm strike.

The smugness on the white-dressed woman's face instantly froze. Her eyes widened, filled with terror. A sword Formation that even Soul Transformation Stage Cultivators couldn't resist had actually been shattered by a single palm strike!

Su Yang turned around and looked at the woman in the white dress. His gaze was deep, devoid of any warmth.

"It seems you don't take the rules seriously."

The woman in the white dress was so terrified that her legs went weak, and she knelt directly on the white jade floor.

"Master, have mercy! This little immortal was momentarily confused..."

Su Yang raised his right hand and flicked his finger. A soybean-sized golden flame instantly shot into the center of the white-dressed woman's brow.

The flame entered her body. The woman in the white dress let out a tragic, incomparable howl. Pure Yang True Fire rampaged through her Meridians, scorching her Soul. She was in agonizing pain, yet unable to lose consciousness.

She rolled frantically on the ground, cold sweat soaking her white dress.

Chu Ling stepped forward, her ice-blue eyes full of disdain. "Something that stabs in the back deserves to be tortured. Boss, why not just burn her to ashes?"

"Since you've become a maid, you must have the awareness of a maid. If you have a change of heart again, the flames will burn you to ashes," Su Yang's voice was cold.

After a full ten minutes of torture, Su Yang snapped his fingers. The flames stopped burning and lay dormant in the white-dressed woman's Dantian.

The woman in the white dress slumped on the ground, gasping for air. In her eyes as she looked at Su Yang, only deep fear remained. She no longer dared to harbor even the slightest thought of resistance.

"Get up and lead the way. To the main hall," Su Yang ordered.

The woman in the white dress struggled to get up and obediently walked in front.

Passing through a long corridor, the group arrived at a spacious backyard. The yard was paved with bluestone bricks, and two ten-meter-tall golden lion statues stood in the center.

As the group stepped into the backyard, golden light suddenly lit up in the eyes of the two golden lions. Their heavy bodies made a mechanical grinding sound and actually came to life.

The golden lions opened their bloody maws and let out a world-shaking roar. The sound waves shook the surrounding palace walls until they trembled.

"Upper Realm Immortal Beast Puppets," Bai Li said, lightly shaking her circular fan as she gave her assessment. "Their strength is comparable to the Middle Stage of Soul Transformation, and their Physical Bodies are extremely hard."

Mary extended sharp blood claws from her fingers and charged forward like black lightning.

"Two big cats, leave them to me!"

Mary clawed at the chest of the lion on the left. Sparks flew everywhere. Her claws, which were sharp enough to cut through refined steel, only left a few white marks on the golden lion.

The golden lion swung its massive paw and slapped Mary hard.

Bang!

Mary let out a cry of surprise, and her body flew backward like a broken kite, crashing onto the ground.

"So hard! I can't break through!" Mary rubbed her shoulder, feeling very indignant.

Chu Ling formed hand seals, and a deep blue cold Qi surged out, transforming into an ice dragon that crashed into the lion on the right. The ice dragon shattered against the lion, only forming a thin layer of frost. The lion gave a shake, and the frost instantly shattered.

The two golden lions strode forward on their thick limbs, pouncing directly at Su Yang with a whistling gale.

Su Yang's hands hung at his sides, his expression unchanged.

"Step back."

Su Yang stomped his right foot on the ground, and his body shot into the sky like a cannonball.

In mid-air, Su Yang clenched his fists. Dazzling golden Pure Yang True Fire instantly enveloped his fists.

Facing the two pouncing golden lions, Su Yang attacked with both hands, throwing both punches simultaneously.

Boom!

Both fists slammed solidly onto the heads of the two lions.

A world-shaking boom echoed. The indestructible heads of the golden lions were like fragile crackers before the Pure Yang iron fists, instantly shattering into pieces.

Golden flames spread along the wounds, instantly engulfing the two massive bodies completely. In less than a few seconds, the two Immortal Beast Puppets, comparable to the Middle Stage of Soul Transformation, were burned into two pools of glowing red molten iron.

Two Crystal Cores emitting golden light dropped to the ground. Su Yang picked them up casually and threw them to Chu Ling and Qin Xueji.

"Take these and eat them like jelly beans."

Qin Xueji was overwhelmed by the favor and hastily caught the Crystal Core. "Thank you, Boss!"

Having dealt with the road-blocking dogs, the group arrived before a sealed stone chamber. The stone chamber's door was made of Ten-thousand-year-old Cold Iron, incredibly sturdy.

Su Yang clenched his right fist, golden light flashing brilliantly, and punched the cold iron door.

Boom! The heavy door shattered into pieces, and metal fragments smashed into the stone chamber.

In the center of the stone chamber sat a lotus platform carved from white jade. On the lotus platform, a palm-sized broken copper piece hovered quietly. Complex mountain and river totems were carved on the copper piece, emitting an aura of ancient desolation that spanned across the ages.

"What is it?" Chu Ling asked curiously.

The woman in the white dress lowered her head and replied respectfully, "Reporting to Master, it is a Creation Fragment. This little immortal was searching for it back then when I was ambushed by enemies and trapped here."

Su Yang stepped forward and reached out to grab the copper piece.

The copper piece felt warm in his hand. The System's notification sound rang in his mind.

"Ding! Creation Fragment detected! Collection progress increased!"

Su Yang nodded in satisfaction and put the copper piece into his storage space.

The moment the copper piece left the lotus platform, the entire palace let out a piercing roar.

On the four walls, countless blood-red Formation runes emerged.

A terrifying pressure, ten times stronger than that of the woman in the white dress, erupted from deep underground. The hard white jade floor cracked over a large area.

A low, raspy voice came from beneath the ground.

"Who dares touch this venerable one's treasure!"

Along with the voice, a giant black-scaled demon claw with six fingers suddenly lunged out from a crack, forcefully gripping the edge of the stone chamber.

Boom! The entire stone chamber completely collapsed.

A terrifying demonic shadow dozens of chang tall slowly crawled out from the underground crack. The demonic shadow had a giant goat-bone head, its body was covered in black scales, and its four arms were wrapped in iron chains burning with green flames.

The pressure of the Peak Soul Transformation Stage pressed down like the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. The surrounding white jade bricks turned to powder under the pressure.

Seeing the demonic shadow, the woman in the white dress trembled all over and screamed, "It's the Demon Venerable who suppressed me! He has also awakened!"

Mary shielded Qin Xueji, gritting her teeth to resist the pressure. "What an ugly goat-headed freak! The smell on him is even worse than a stinking ditch."

Within the Demon Venerable's hollow eye sockets, two clumps of blood-red ghost fire flickered as his gaze locked onto Su Yang.

"Ant! Hand over the fragment! Offer up your Pure Yang flesh and blood, and I shall leave your corpse intact!"

The Demon Venerable opened his bloody maw and spat out a pillar of black fire, heading straight for Su Yang's face. The black flames carried a terrifying power capable of corroding the Soul, and even space itself was warped by the heat.

Su Yang's gaze was flat, and he made no move to dodge.

He clenched his right fist, and a dazzling golden light instantly lit up the entire ruin. Pure Yang True Fire was like a golden dragon emerging from the sea, roaring as it charged toward the pillar of black fire.

The two flames collided violently in mid-air.

There was no stalemate. Pure Yang True Fire was extremely hard and Yang, instantly devouring the black flames completely.

The golden fire dragon's momentum didn't decrease, slamming fiercely into the Demon Venerable's chest.

Bang!

The indestructible black scales shattered inch by inch. The Demon Venerable's massive body was knocked back repeatedly, crushing a large section of the palace wall behind him with one step.

"Human! You have enraged this venerable one!"

The Demon Venerable roared repeatedly, his four arms swinging the flaming iron chains, strangling down towards Su Yang like an overwhelming net. The chains blocked all escape routes, letting out sharp sonic booms that tore through the air.

"Flashy but useless."

Su Yang's legs bent slightly, and he transformed into a streak of golden lightning, charging directly into the web of interwoven iron chains.

Not only did he not dodge, but he actively met them. His left hand shot out like lightning, grabbing a thick iron chain that was whipping toward him.

"Get down here!"

Su Yang exerted force from his waist, erupting with a terrifying strength comparable to an ancient Divine Beast.

Boom!

The Demon Venerable, weighing ten thousand jun, was actually dragged down from mid-air by Su Yang pulling the chain, slamming heavily onto the hard ground. A pit dozens of meters deep was smashed into the floor.

Su Yang followed up his success, descending from the sky. His right leg was like a giant world-opening axe, slamming fiercely onto one of the Demon Venerable's arms.

Crack!

The sound of bones snapping was crisp and loud. One of the Demon Venerable's thick arms was kicked clean off by Su Yang! Black demonic blood sprayed out, corroding countless deep holes into the ground.

"Ah—!" the Demon Venerable let out a shrill scream.

He finally realized the terror of the human before him. This was no Pure Yang Cauldron at all, but an invincible god of slaughter.

The Demon Venerable struggled to get up, ignoring the pain of his severed arm, and turned to flee deep into the underground crack.

"Thinking of running after the fight? Did you ask me?"

Su Yang let out a sneer. Without stopping, he followed closely behind the Demon Venerable, jumping into the bottomless, pitch-black crack without hesitation.