252: There's a chance to fight.

Facing the Thunderbirds lunging from all directions, Li Pingan didn't even lift his eyes to look closely. He only swept his gaze over the purple electricity-flickering flock with his peripheral vision before quickly retracting his sight, re-locking onto the Thunder Net above his head.

The punching motion in his hand didn't pause for a moment. His pale golden martial Protective Aura was like boiling lava, swirling and rolling around his body, forcing back the surrounding electrical currents by several inches.

"Hah!"

A low roar came from Li Pingan's mouth as his fists, carrying an indomitable Aura, smashed into the Thunder Net once more.

The Thunder Net trembled violently. The cone-shaped crack he had previously smashed open expanded again, with spiderweb-like lines spreading along the mesh.

But the thunder suppressing bell in Fu Yunze's palm kept flashing. An endless stream of thunder light poured from the bell, flowing like living water into the Thunder Net, instantly mending the cracks and causing the net's light to glow even more fiercely than before.

"No matter how strong your martial path is, you are still a mortal body! This old man wants to see how you will use this body of flesh and blood to contend with my Thunder Arts and with heaven itself!"

As he spoke, several Thunderbirds let out sharp screeches, lunging at Li Pingan from all directions like soldiers receiving orders.

Li Pingan didn't dodge or evade, his fists swinging alternately as his pale golden Protective Aura acted like two light shields, blocking the lunging Thunderbirds one by one.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Violent explosions rang out one after another. The moment the Thunderbirds hit the Protective Aura, they were annihilated into a sky full of electrical threads, yet the residual thunder light acted like maggots on a bone, spreading along his fists into Li Pingan's body.

A sweetness rose in his throat, but he forced himself to swallow back the blood that surged to his mouth.

Large patches of skin were charred black by the thunder light, and in some places, raw red flesh could even be seen. Blood flowed slowly down his chest, carving striking red streaks across his dust-covered skin. His clothes had long been mostly shredded, revealing arms covered in wounds of varying depths, some still emitting wisps of smoke; he looked extremely wretched.

Inside the Demon Suppressing Tower, Lin Xiuqin looked at the swaying yet unyielding figure in the sky, her heart tightening and her expression growing increasingly solemn.

"We can't just sit here and wait for death; we must find a way to get out and notify Revered Master!"

Although Young Master Li's strength far exceeded everyone's expectations, he was, after all, facing an Elder-level figure of the Demon Suppressing Tower—a genuine Out-of-Body Stage Cultivator.

The seniority and Realm of the two were not on the same level; the gap between them was like a heavenly chasm.

Lin Xiuqin secretly estimated in her heart: If Young Master Li were given five more years... no, three years, once his martial cultivation base progressed further, perhaps he could truly face an Out-of-Body Stage Cultivator. But now, it was simply too forced.

Zhao Jingchen nodded heavily. "Junior Sister is right! The earlier instant shadow thousand zhang talisman failed; Fu Yunze must have set up an isolation Restriction here."

"Let's see if we can break out."

As soon as Ye Hao finished speaking, his figure flashed like a ghost as he took the lead in rushing out of the Demon Suppressing Tower. But just as he stepped out the door, he was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Without a word, Ye Hao slashed out with his sword.

However, the sharp Sword Qi struck it like a stone sinking into the ocean, failing to stir even a single ripple.

The other three followed behind him, and seeing this scene, their faces all darkened.

It wasn't that Ye Hao lacked confidence in his Senior Brother Li Pingan, but one had to account for any eventuality; this wasn't a sparring match, but a life-and-death struggle.

If it were a battle within the same Realm, even if the opponent was one minor Realm higher, he wouldn't be worried. However, although Li Pingan's current physique could rival a Nascent Soul Seventh Layer Cultivator, the opponent was a genuine Out-of-Body Stage Cultivator. There was an entire major Realm between them, a gap so vast that he had no confidence and could only ensure a foolproof way out.

"He has indeed opened up a Small World."

"As expected, a Small World Restriction has been set up; even space has been locked."

Zhao Jingchen reached out and touched the Spiritual Qi barrier, his expression extremely ugly. He turned to look at Lin Xiuqin. "Junior Sister, you have always been meticulous; is there any way to contact Revered Master?"

Lin Xiuqin took out a stack of various Talismans, her expression solemn. "I can only try, but I'm not very confident!"

"Boom—!"

In the sky, Li Pingan was like a lone boat in a storm, yet he remained standing. He punched continuously, each strike carrying an indomitable Aura, sometimes smashing at the Thunderbirds and sometimes striking the Thunder Net.

There was no longer a single patch of uninjured skin on his body.

But what made Fu Yunze's heart sink was that despite suffering such heavy injuries, Li Pingan's punching speed and power hadn't weakened at all; instead, they seemed to be growing increasingly strong!

The next moment!

A dazzling golden light erupted from Li Pingan's fist as his pale golden martial Protective Aura suddenly condensed into a sharp fist-shadow, ruthlessly smashing into the weakest point of the Thunder Net's indentation!

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out as the purple Thunder Net shattered like glass, a massive fissure opening up. It could no longer maintain its complete form and instantly disintegrated!

Fu Yunze's pupils shrank suddenly. Before he could react, he saw a dark shadow appear before him like a ghost.

It was Li Pingan, who had broken through the Thunder Net!

That fist carrying the pale golden Protective Aura was already close at hand.

Fu Yunze felt a surge of palpitations and quickly mobilized the spiritual power within his body to block the punch.

Immediately after, he hurriedly pulled back, not daring to be even slightly careless.

At the same time, he frantically shook the thunder suppressing bell. A new Thunder Net instantly condensed, blocking the space between him and Li Pingan, while two Thunderbirds also rushed out from the thunder light, crashing into Li Pingan's body with a boom!

The moment the Thunderbirds exploded, a violent blast rang out.

Li Pingan frowned slightly. This time, he didn't rush to punch but instead raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Then, Li Pingan actually grinned at Fu Yunze.

That smile carried a hint of wildness and arrogance. He didn't look wretched at all; instead, he seemed to be enjoying this fierce battle.

"Again!"

Only then did Fu Yunze notice that the charred, raw flesh on Li Pingan's body was actually healing at a visible rate! Although the healing speed wasn't fast, it was real.

Those thunder lights that could have originally killed a Nascent Soul Cultivator had actually become the "nourishment" for him to temper his Physical Body!

"What gall, to actually use my Thunder Arts to temper your martial body."

"What gall! You actually dare to use my Thunder Arts to temper your martial body!"

Fu Yunze understood instantly, and a monstrous rage erupted in his eyes, his voice trembling slightly with anger. "Today, this old man will definitely grind your bones to ashes and let you know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth!"

Li Pingan hadn't expected to be discovered.

If he had known, he wouldn't have smiled just now. The taste of these Thunder Arts was truly not bad; his physique was just a step away from advancing further to the level of the Nascent Soul Eighth Layer.

However, through the previous exchange, Li Pingan felt that this fight was worth having!