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The Chaos Nine-Leaf Lotus had already taken root in her dantian, replacing its original position, and was slowly rotating.

The white mist from the lotus heart seeped out from between the leaves, merged into her body, circled around, and returned to the lotus heart, forming a cycle.

She cultivated herself every moment thereafter, refining her foundation with every breath.

"How do you feel now?" Luo Tian asked.

Niannian looked down at her hands, clenched them briefly, then released them.

"My stomach doesn't hurt anymore, and it feels warm inside, which is different from before."

"Hmm." Luo Tian didn't say anything more. "Get up."

Her legs were still a little weak when she stood up. Xiao Xiao came over and helped her up. After she regained her balance, she patted the dust off her pants.

In the distance, the fist-sized hole was still spewing steam.

It was a very faint white mist, but the spiritual energy it contained was astonishingly concentrated.

The white mist in the air gathered into a small ball above the cave entrance, like a cloud that was slowly expanding.

A layer of fine water droplets formed on the stone wall at the edge of the cave entrance. These droplets were formed by the condensation of spiritual energy, and each drop was equivalent to the result of several days of hard work by an ordinary cultivator.

Luo Tian crouched down and reached out to probe the direction and concentration of the airflow, then stood up:

"The revival of spiritual energy begins at this moment. All of you, come here and sit down to cultivate."

He glanced around and said:

"Qianxue, Mengmeng, Xiaoxiao, Qiqi, Qianqian, Kumu—all of you come sit here."

The spiritual energy being released now is the purest, and the absorption rate is several times faster than usual. Seize this opportunity to break through.

He raised his hand and pulled Xiao Jin and Luo Nannan a step to the side:

"You two don't need to. Your cultivation levels are related to your soul injuries, and you can't advance by relying solely on spiritual energy."

Xiao Niannian stood beside him, not moving in that direction. Her Chaos Nine-Leaf Lotus had already taken root, and this spiritual energy was no longer the main source of nourishment for her.

Several people gathered around and sat down next to the cave entrance, leaving enough space between them to ensure that they would not interfere with each other while practicing their techniques.

The spiritual energy emanating from the cave entrance carried a faint electric current as it flowed around them; the concentration of spiritual energy was so high that it felt like meditating in water.

Ye Qianxue was the first to react. She closed her eyes, and the light around her began to flicker violently, alternating between ice white and crimson.

Her aura was rising, breaking through the bottleneck from the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and climbing upwards along a steep curve.

The phantom of the ice and fire phoenix behind her was more solid than ever before during this ascent, and the outlines of its feathers were clearly visible.

Li Mengmeng's breakthrough wasn't as dramatic as Ye Qianxue's, but it was very steady, like the water level slowly rising during high tide—not in a rush, but always moving upwards.

The green light on Xiao Xiao's body became exceptionally thick after the spiritual energy was poured in.

The phantom of a giant tree appeared behind her, its canopy spreading out in the light, casting a shadow that covered most of the space.

Luo Qiqi and Luo Qianqian also reacted one after another, with ripples spreading outward from under them.

The Venerable Drywood sat on the outermost side, his gray robe making no sound as the edges were stirred by the spiritual energy.

His eyes were closed, and his aura was rising, slower than others, but steadily overcoming a hurdle, as if his newborn body was adapting to this method of infusion.

The sky trembled violently as they broke through.

Thick, dark clouds gathered over the sea, covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles in radius. The clouds hung low, as if a hand had pressed them down.

Purple lightning flashed and intertwined in the clouds, illuminating the sea below in a flickering light. The distant horizon, illuminated by the lightning, transformed from a thin line into a purplish band of light.

Ye Qianxue was the first to stand up. As she finished her practice and stood up, the phantom of the Ice and Fire Phoenix disappeared behind her. She took to the air and flew away from the crowd.

The edge of the thunderclouds had already spread above her head, and she went to meet the first bolt of lightning as it struck.

The Ice Soul Sword was drawn, its tip meeting the lightning and exploding into a blinding white light.

After a brief respite, a second bolt of lightning struck, thicker and more accurately than the first.

She wasn't bent; the lightning slid across the sword's surface like water flowing down a sloping rock.

Li Mengmeng was undergoing her tribulation on the other side. Her momentum was not as great as Ye Qianxue's, but she received every bolt of lightning steadily, like a stone that was constantly being hit, its edges worn away but never cracked.

Xiao Xiao's method of transcending tribulation was different from theirs; she hardly moved at all.

The direction from which the lightning struck seemed to be partially deflected by the phantom of the giant tree.

The lightning bolts were weakened before they hit her, and she could easily bear the rest.

Luo Qiqi and Luo Qianqian each moved in different directions, and the lightning rippled against them.

Luo Qiqi's ripples were shattered and then reformed, while Luo Qianqian's illusion was half-pierced by lightning and then pieced back together.

When the Venerable Kumu was undergoing his tribulation, he was at the very back, in a style that was completely silent.

He only faced three lightning tribulations, but he stood still to receive each one.

The rocks beneath his feet were split open, but he didn't move an inch until the last bolt of lightning dissipated.

He took two steps forward, found a clean spot to stand, and stood there as if he had just finished something of moderate importance. He wasn't in a hurry to speak or leave.

After the last bolt of lightning struck, the thunderclouds began to disperse, and golden beams of light shot down from the gaps in the clouds, enveloping several of the tribulation seekers.

The beams of light varied in thickness, with Ye Qianxue's being the thickest and the Kumu Venerable's being the thinnest, but each beam carried the same aura as it descended.

It is a gift from the very Dao itself, warm and profound, with a touch that is hard to describe, like the entire sky falling down, gentle yet irresistible.

While inside that pillar of light, the tiny wounds on my body from being struck by lightning were healing, like ashes scattered by the wind, leaving no trace.

Ye Qianxue's aura stopped at the early stage of Void Refinement, and Li Mengmeng was also at the early stage of Void Refinement.

Xiao Xiao also stopped at the early stage of the Void Refinement realm, and Luo Qiqi and Luo Qianqian also stopped at the same level.

Venerable Kumu stood a little further away from the crowd. The aura of his tribulation after breaking through had not completely dissipated, but the hem of his gray robe had already been blown by the sea breeze once before falling back down.

Xiao Niannian stood next to Luo Tian and watched the whole thing without saying a word.

The shimmering light on the sea surface has begun to return to calm, and the distant horizon, scorched by lightning, is slowly turning back to its original color.

But just as the embers were beginning to fall, the sky cracked open.

The edges of the crack gleamed with a dark golden light, as if it had been cleaved open from the other side by something sharp.

The crack is still expanding inward, like an eye slowly opening.

A foot stepped out of the crack, and then the whole person.

He wore a dark gold robe, had long hair tied back, and had an ordinary face. There was no spiritual energy fluctuation around him, like a stone lying flat on a table.

But he stood there, and the seawater beneath his feet began to sink downwards with him as the center.

It formed a slowly expanding arc-shaped depression without splashing any water.

Luo Tian looked up at the crack:

"You're finally here? I've been waiting for you for so long!"

The figure stood on the sea, glanced at the dissipating embers of thunderclouds in the distance, then at the crowd below, and finally fixed his gaze on Luo Tian.

He didn't speak, but the sea where he landed continued to sink.

The seawater at the edge is rolling back to fill the depression in the center, and the filled depression continues to expand, like a wound that is constantly being broken and repaired.

"Luo Tian, ​​it really was you! You actually ruined my plan?"

The figure emitted a low, guttural sound, like the howl of a wild beast.

"Who are you? How do you know me? Explain yourself!"

Luo Tian's face turned ashen; he felt as if he had been tricked...