142: Chapter 142 The Reborn Floating Jade Palace

"My life is at an end!"

"Damn it!"

"It's just mining a Spirit Stone, I despise you!"

Zhao Yi raised his middle finger to the sky.

Just when Zhao Yi was about to give up, he suddenly discovered that the golden palace floating jade palace had not burned into nothingness as he had imagined.

The three supreme grade heavenly spirit stone, more than fifty Top-Grade Spirit Stone, and those countless High, Middle, and Low-Grade Spirit Stone originally piled in the hall had all been burned into a large mass of mercury-like liquid.

Driven by a mysterious fluctuation, this liquid protected the golden palace floating jade palace and even isolated most of the heavenly fire.

Although Zhao Yi still felt hot at this moment, at least he wouldn't be roasted to death.

"What is this fluctuation?"

Zhao Yi was a bit confused.

Immovable Void Technique?

As time passed, his body slowly began to appear, first his feet, then his legs.

This was the power of the Immovable Void Technique fading away.

"No."

Zhao Yi gave a start; as the Immovable Void Technique faded, the temperature around him noticeably rose again.

"The Great Void is silent... Heaven and Earth are unaware, all sounds are stilled."

"Immovable Void Technique!"

"The Great Void is silent, formless and traceless... all sounds are stilled."

"Immovable Void Technique!"

Two consecutive Immovable Void Technique finally stabilized the golden palace floating jade palace and blocked the heavenly fire.

After the heavenly fire was blocked, the temperature around Zhao Yi dropped significantly.

"Damn, finally I don't have to become a roasted human."

Zhao Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that the Immovable Void Technique had to be combined with the golden palace floating jade palace, the thunder fire bricks, and that mass of mercury-like liquid; only when the four worked together could they resist the heavenly fire descending from the sky.

The liquid formed by the Spirit Stone was a Fusion agent, blending the Immovable Void Technique with the golden palace floating jade palace and thunder fire bricks, which were then tempered by the external heavenly fire.

Zhao Yi was slightly dazed; was he Artifact Refining or Undergoing Tribulation?

Outside the tribulation cloud, Li Yingzhen watched the heavenly fire descending in sheets and was terrified.

"Brother Yi!"

"Damn it, why won't you listen to reason?"

"Cultivate, Cultivate, and now look at this; under the heavenly fire tribulation, how can you escape unscathed?"

"Now, I can only chant scriptures and pray, praying that you survive this heavenly fire tribulation."

After speaking, Li Yingzhen sat cross-legged in the void, pressed her hands together, and her murmurs resonated throughout half of Anning Prefecture.

One day... two days... forty-nine days passed, and the raging heavenly fire had been burning for forty-nine days.

The scorching heavenly fire had baked the entire Anning Prefecture dry.

During these forty-nine days, not a single drop of rain fell in the entire Anning Prefecture.

The once lush and green Anning Prefecture had long since become a barren land for a thousand miles.

The Prefect of Anning Prefecture, Zheng Qinghe, and the Vice-Prefect, Ma Zhixing, knelt behind Li Yingzhen.

Lowering their heads to look at the ground, their mouths felt bitter.

Thinking back to when they and Zhao Yi were both Spirit Transformation Cultivator, yet now Zhao Yi was about to reach the Mahayana Realm, while they were still kneeling here, still at the Soul Transformation realm, without the slightest improvement.

"I am already aware of the situation in Anning Prefecture and will report it to the Immortal Dynasty."

"Everything that happened here has nothing to do with either of you."

"Withdraw!"

Zheng Qinghe and Ma Zhixing exchanged a glance.

"Yes!"

After bowing and saluting, the two retreated back to the city of Anning Prefecture.

"Old Ma, do you think he can succeed?"

Ma Zhixing looked at the distant tribulation cloud, "Who knows?"

A moment later, the interrupted chanting sounded again.

On the desolate mountain, Zhao Yi was so angry his hands were shaking.

The Immovable Void Technique naturally failed as well.

"Which bastard is chanting?"

"It's preventing me from casting the Immovable Void Technique."

Zhao Yi was furious.

If that person were in front of him, Zhao Yi would definitely hit him with a hoe; why chant for no reason?

Blabbering on and on.

"Heart-Icing Technique!"

Risking being burned, Zhao Yi interrupted the Immovable Void Technique and cast the Heart-Icing Technique.

Only after ignoring those murmurs did he cast the Immovable Void Technique again.

However, he couldn't persist for two days before being interrupted by the pervasive chanting.

"Damn you!"

Zhao Yi was going crazy; who exactly was interfering with his Undergoing Tribulation?

Outside the tribulation cloud, Li Yingzhen's eyes were red, and her lips were covered in cracks; that was from concentrating on chanting while being scorched by the heavenly fire.

"It has been over two months, and the heavenly fire tribulation has not dispersed yet. As long as the heavenly fire tribulation has not dispersed, it means Zhao Yi is not dead yet."

"This chanting and praying is indeed useful; I must persist."

This prayer scripture required not only Li Yingzhen's full mental and physical devotion but also continuous chanting with magic power; even though Li Yingzhen was a Mahayana Cultivator, persisting until now had left her nearly exhausted.

Zhao Yi inside the tribulation cloud was bald, his hair having long since been burned away, his face full of surprise.

"Finally, no one is interfering with me?"

"Is it Li Yingzhen helping?"

"A true friend is still a true friend; she is reliable."

But he hadn't been happy for three seconds before the chanting started again~

Zhao Yi... I!!!

Damn it, if he could, he wouldn't even want to undergo this damn tribulation; right now, Zhao Yi just wanted to beat the person chanting to death.

This was truly going too far.

His Heart-Nature was unsettled, and the Immovable Void Technique broke on its own.

The raging flames surged in.

"Ah~"

Zhao Yi let out a scream.

"You dog chanting outside, I'll fight you to the death."

It wasn't that Zhao Yi's Heart-Nature was weak; it was just that the scripture was eerily powerful, seeming to well up from within his heart, and it was useless even if Zhao Yi closed off his six senses.

If there were no heavenly fire tribulation, Zhao Yi would have just endured it.

But now, the Immovable Void Technique broke at the slightest provocation.

Zhao Yi had to expend a great deal of effort to restore it.

"I'll charge!"

After trying more than ten times in a row, Zhao Yi failed to break through the sea of fire and could not leave the range of the Lightning Tribulation; Zhao Yi resigned himself to his fate.

"Ahhh~"

"You thief outside, once I pass the Lightning Tribulation, it will be your death day."

Zhao Yi thought his voice was very loud, but in reality, it didn't travel out at all, and Li Yingzhen naturally couldn't hear it.

Thus, a strange scene appeared.

Inside the tribulation cloud, Zhao Yi was occasionally interfered with by the scripture, the Immovable Void Technique was broken, and then he was burned to a crisp.

Outside the tribulation cloud, Li Yingzhen was swaying, persisting in chanting, thinking that this could help Zhao Yi undergo the tribulation.

Fortunately, the tribulation finally had an end.

"It's the eighty-first day."

"Every day feels like a year; when will this end?"

Zhao Yi looked at the scratches under his feet, exactly eighty-one of them.

"Hmm?"

"What is that?"

"Holy cow."

"Black flames?"

Zhao Yi didn't panic; instead, he felt a surge of joy.

"This is the tribulation cloud's final counterattack before dissipating."

"Hahaha~"

"I have finally survived it."

Rolling black flames descended from the sky.

Landing on the ground, the entire mountain set on fire.

"Immovable Void Technique!"

"Shrink the range."

The liquid formed by the Spirit Stone, the thunder fire bricks, and the golden palace floating jade palace had long since fused together, becoming the new Fuyu Palace.

The reborn Fuyu Palace was now connected to Zhao Yi's mind.

Following Zhao Yi's will, it shrank to the size of a sesame seed, and Zhao Yi hid inside it.

Under the cover of the Immovable Void Technique, he looked at those black flames.

"Want to burn me?"

"Let's see how you burn me?"

One can only say that Zhao Yi was too naive; if changing size was useful, he would have passed this heavenly fire tribulation long ago and wouldn't have been trapped for so many days.

The black flames burned everything; all things were fuel.

When the reborn Fuyu Palace was surrounded by the black flames,

a mournful cry appeared in the depths of Zhao Yi's heart.

It could not withstand these black flames.