The Twelve Ancestral Witches, Splitting the Weird Plateau with an Axe

Chapter 115 Sanctification of the Physical Body
No one knew how long it had been, but a burst of fairy light burst out from Li Qingxu's body, penetrating the sky and the earth. His whole body was clear and flawless, like a creature at the beginning of the universe.

The thunder tribulation was absorbed, allowing Li Qingxu's strength to reach a higher level and reach the secret realm of Xiantai.

Every move you make has infinite power that will never run out.

With his black hair dancing, Li Qingxu's eyes were deep and he looked energetic.

A powerful energy was emitted, like an abyss opening up, swallowing up the essence of heaven and earth, absorbing the origin of all directions. The body was like a black hole, devouring madly.

In the Xiantai Secret Realm, the first level is to condense powerful spiritual consciousness, like sharpening a knife with stone. Only after the second level will one continuously unlock other treasures of the human body and unlock endless combat power.

"But my consciousness seems to be a little abnormal."

Li Qingxu showed a look of doubt.

When the twelve ancient witches united as one, they evolved into a chaotic gas ball the size of an egg.

The phantom of the great Pangu within it once evolved into the scene of the creation of the world.

The chaotic air, which was extremely thin at the beginning, gradually became thick and heavy after being fed by the true bodies of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. The chaotic energy inside it surged, as if something was evolving again.

But shouldn't the Xiantai realm be spotless and like a mirror, always consistent? How come there is a ball of chaotic air floating in my Xiantai?

Li Qingxu's eyes flickered, as if he thought of something, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Rays of divine light burst forth, his entire body shone brightly as if made of gold, and his blood and energy rushed out of his body like immortal dragons.

The law of pure force spread out, and in an instant, the ground within a radius of 100,000 miles rumbled and then collapsed.

"boom!"

At this moment, Li Qingxu's figure disappeared.

A terrifying thunderbolt that looked like countless stars falling from the sea suddenly appeared and swallowed him up directly.

The previous thunder tribulation that permeated the entire Death Star was just his immortal platform tribulation.

Relying solely on the axe-wielding phantom transformed by the evil spirit, he was able to easily survive and absorb the thunder tribulation.

The sudden thunder tribulation at this time was the saint's heavenly punishment for his physical body becoming a saint!

And it happened to be the time when the thousand-foot-tall phantom transformed into evil spirit again and returned to the body.

It was as if the thousand-foot-tall phantom holding the axe prevented the saint-level heavenly punishment from appearing.

The saint's divine punishment broke out so violently that it was unbelievable and too dazzling.

This entire star field was buried in divine light, with light everywhere, and his body could not be seen at all.

In the terrifying divine light, planets began to explode and turned into dazzling light.

But in the sea of heavenly punishment, they were just a few waves and could not cause much waves.

Li Qingxu didn't expect that Tianfa was also a bully who only feared the strong.

He didn't feel even a trace of the birth of heavenly punishment just now, but the moment he took the evil spirit back into his body, the heavenly punishment came instantly.

Even a body as strong as his was actually covered with bloodstains and his joints were cracking.

This divine punishment from the saint seemed to erase every piece of flesh and every drop of blood from his body.

The most terrifying thunder tribulations in the world appeared one by one, as if to completely wipe him out from the world.

Li Qingxu was like a small boat in the thundering galaxy, floating up and down in it.

The thunder waterfall crashes down, boundless, and this is just a corner of the thunder sea. It is magnificent and vast, and the tide of heavenly tribulation sweeps through the immeasurable star field!

"boom!"

The vast black light submerged the star field. The lunar divine thunder descended and filled the star field. Many stars were submerged in it and exploded one after another.

This is an unparalleled horror, and the sight is enough to scare any saint into submission.

If God allowed a person to break through, how could he bring down such a disaster?

This is a sign that he is not recognized by heaven and earth. He will do his best to punish the saint beyond the limit to destroy the saint.

This Taiyin divine thunder was filled with fairy mist and sparkling black light.

It actually cut a bloody wound deep enough to expose the bone on Li Qingxu's body.

But the next moment, the life law of the ancestor witch Ju Mang surged out and completely restored it.

"Boom!"

Another peerless sea of thunder descended, shining brightly with golden light, illuminating the entire universe.

It was as if a huge explosion had occurred in the star field, and the dazzling light was a thousand times more terrifying than the burning of countless stars.

The sun god thunder has arrived!

The two kinds of divine thunder, the sun and the moon, seemed to merge into one, and Li Qingxu's flesh and blood flew everywhere. His body couldn't bear it, and his muscles and bones were broken, his tendons and veins burst, and blood splattered, it was a horrible sight.

Thunderstorm represents destruction, but also rebirth.

Li Qingxu did not mobilize the Xizi and Qiangliang ancestor witches, but only relied on his physical body to endure the bombardment, accept the tempering, and constantly baptize his body.

At the same time, the ancestor witch Ju Mang in the secret treasure of the liver seemed to transform into eternal fairy light and endless life essence, nourishing his body.

"boom!"

Then the Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation descended, and five divine lights swept down, hitting him and shattering him five times in a row.

If it were an ordinary person, any blow would turn him into ashes. Throughout history, few people could withstand it. This is the greatest punishment for those who set foot on the path to becoming an emperor.

"boom!"

It was another great calamity, with dazzling lightning filling the sky and stretching endlessly.

Li Qingxu's spiritual consciousness moved slightly, and the Axe of Creation was held in his hand, and he received the baptism together.

Thousands of lightning bolts and billions of divine rays of light struck down, hitting the axe with a clanging sound.

It emitted a deafening melody and emanated wisps of mysterious energy.

Li Qingxu's body exploded, his bones creaked, blood splattered everywhere and landed on the axe.

"Zheng!"

Blood was spilled, and the Axe of Creation emitted a sword energy that soared into the sky, splitting the sky, shattering the immortal thunder, and rumbling, shaking the entire sky.

The Taoist scriptures record a method for refining a tool, which can be sublimated to the extreme during the calamity of a saint, undergo a qualitative change, and give birth to a god.

"Forge my axe in my own way!"

Li Qingxu looked arrogant.

The twelve true bodies of the ancestor witches in his body simultaneously burst out with the power of the original law, which then mixed with his blood and was injected into the Axe of Creation.

"Chen!"

Endless immortal light burst out, and the god inside the axe showed immortal will, officially becoming an immortal holy weapon!

"boom!"

Its power is unparalleled, and when it transforms and sublimates to perfection, the thunder and lightning between heaven and earth can no longer hurt it in the slightest.

The mother energy is countless, invulnerable to all methods, and nothing can break it. Nothing can get close to it, and even the thunder tribulation is blocked from the outside world.

Li Qingxu gave a light shout, and his holy power was so vast and overwhelming that it instantly absorbed the heavenly punishment that permeated the star field into his body.

If you don’t become a saint, you will always be just a speck of dust.

Once you cross this hurdle, it will be a qualitative transformation, stepping onto a ladder to heaven and achieving the sublimation of life.

In a sense, saints and non-saints are two different life forms.

Unless one is a person at the level of an emperor's son, or a person of unrivaled brilliance throughout the ages, one can appreciate the charm of this field in the non-saint realm.

Obviously, the saint's punishment from heaven will not be so simple. The lightning will not be so terrifying, but a greater threat will come.

Li Qingxu had black hair draped over his shoulders and a slender and strong body. He looked up at the sky like a demon god.

In the dark and endless starry sky, fairy light blooms.

"boom!"

Along with the roar of nine-colored fairy thunder, an extremely majestic and huge fairy palace emerged from the chaotic mist that covered the entire sky.

"Heaven"!
The two characters that looked like the incarnation of the Great Emperor were faintly tearing the void and devouring the chaotic energy.

Nine indescribable figures stood above the Heaven, and faintly, there was a hint of the aura of the Emperor in the air.

Li Qingxu stood proudly holding the Axe of Creation, with his black hair flying.

An indescribable terrifying figure that seemed to be able to occupy the entire galaxy also appeared behind him, also holding an axe.

As he held the axe in both hands and raised it above his head, the figure behind him did the same.

It does not have the power of the laws of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, but rather the law of power that is pure to the extreme.

The axe falls.

Dragons roar, fairy phoenixes sing, and the scene of the creation of the world emerges.

The void in front suddenly cracked, and chaotic energy surged, submerging the star field in an instant.

Just one axe, and it was as if the universe was split apart.

(End of this chapter)