I'll make you the furnace and the cauldron, so you can refine Yin and Yang and prove the Great

"boom!"

High in the sky, Li Hanshan casually waved his hand, sending the fireball flying towards a towering stone mountain dozens of miles away. A deafening roar echoed through the mountains as the mountain was blasted to pieces. Countless fragments of rock shot out in all directions like burning arrows, leaving trails of fire in the air and evaporating large swaths of the surrounding spiritual mist. "Not bad!" Li Hanshan felt the power flowing within him and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"Strange...why isn't there a heavenly tribulation?" Then, Li Hanshan felt something was wrong.

No heavenly tribulation!

When he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, he faced a heavenly tribulation.

However, it seems that other Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation cultivators do not experience Heavenly Tribulation, which puzzles Li Hanshan greatly. He thinks it might be because he is a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator, a Celestial Golden Core cultivator, and a Divine Infant.

As for the Nascent Soul stage, a Pure Yang Nascent Soul stage should also involve a Heavenly Tribulation. The fact that it hasn't happened yet suggests it might be within a secret realm. Once it leaves, it will likely have to undergo another Heavenly Tribulation.

With that thought in mind, Li Hanshan stopped worrying about it.

"This power..." Yin Lingyue flew into the sky, her dark purple eyes gazing at the stone mountain that had been blasted into nothingness, her voice carrying a suppressed vibration, "Comparable to the mid-to-late stage of the Nascent Soul realm." She paused, the stubbornness in her tone fading slightly, "A pure Yang primordial spirit, indeed extraordinary."

Ye Shuanghua also emerged, her silver-white outfit neatly arranged, the Jinghong Sword hanging at her waist. Her gaze swept over the slowly falling rubble before returning to Li Hanshan: "In your current state, you should be able to face a mid-stage Nascent Soul demon beast head-on. Want to try? There's one a hundred miles ahead."

Without a word, Li Hanshan transformed into a streak of purple-gold light and flew in that direction. His speed was several times faster than during his Nascent Soul stage, and the sound of him tearing through the air was suppressed to an extremely low level by the power of his Pure Yang Primordial Spirit, like a silent golden lightning bolt flashing across the treetops, barely disturbing a few leaves. The hundred-mile distance was covered in an instant. A giant beast drinking water in a stream sensed the approaching presence and abruptly raised its head.

Li Hanshan didn't slow down, charging headlong into the shockwave. Pure Yang fire surged around him, the purplish-gold flames like a blazing sun piercing through the mist, incinerating the shockwave within three feet of him. He didn't use the broken sword, but instead condensed a purplish-gold flaming longsword in his palm using pure Yang energy. Fine golden patterns flowed along the blade, the unique soul imprint of the pure Yang primordial spirit, fundamentally altering the quality of the flame.

The behemoth seemed to sense the danger, swinging all four arms simultaneously, unleashing a torrent of demonic power towards Li Hanshan. Four gusts of wind tore through the air, creating sharp whistling sounds, and carving deep furrows, dozens of feet deep, into the ground. Rock fragments flew in all directions like ignited arrows. Li Hanshan met the four gusts head-on with his flaming longsword, the purplish-gold sword light colliding violently with the behemoth's demonic power in the center of the valley. With a deafening roar, the entire valley trembled violently, water columns bursting hundreds of feet high, and the shockwave shearing away thick layers of rock from the banks, sending rocks raining down like a storm. The behemoth was forced back several steps by the recoil, a charred sword mark appearing on the scales of its left forearm, fine cracks spreading outwards from the edge of the burn.

The behemoth roared in pain, its single horn suddenly glowing brightly. A thick, dark blue beam of demonic energy, as thick as a water vat, carrying an aura of annihilation, hurtled towards Li Hanshan. Wherever the beam passed, the air was compressed into a visible white shockwave, whipping up the grass and pebbles on the ground as if an invisible hand had ripped off the entire surface. Li Hanshan did not dodge. The power of his pure Yang primordial spirit suddenly shone at his brow, and a heavy pressure belonging to the divine soul level descended from the sky like an invisible mountain, precisely pressing down on the behemoth's sea of ​​consciousness.

The behemoth's movements faltered noticeably the moment the oppressive force descended. The azure beam of demonic energy, just before erupting, was slightly deflected by the soul force, grazing Li Hanshan's shoulder and slamming into a mountain wall several miles behind him. The hundred-zhang-high stone wall, struck head-on by the beam, shattered like ice being hammered, spiderweb-like cracks appearing from its center before collapsing within moments, turning into a shower of rubble and dust that enveloped the surrounding area in a grayish-white mist. The mountain wall that had once stretched across the valley's edge had completely vanished, leaving only a flattened ruin.

Li Hanshan gave the giant beast no chance to breathe. Taking advantage of the moment when the beast's consciousness was suppressed, he took a step forward, his figure transforming into a streak of purple-gold light, rushing straight towards the beast's face. The flaming longsword in his hand suddenly grew several times larger, transforming into a purple-gold flaming giant sword several tens of feet long, carrying the power of heaven and earth drawn by his pure Yang primordial spirit, and slashing down towards the beast's head.

The behemoth hastily raised its four arms to block, but the sword's force, imbued with the power of heaven and earth, caused all four arms to tremble violently, its scales shattering and dark red blood gushing from the cracks like a spring. Its body was forced backward dozens of feet by the immense force, its four hooves carving deep furrows in the ground, until it crashed into the rock wall on the other side of the valley, barely managing to regain its footing. The entire rock wall cracked upon impact, large chunks of rock breaking off from the top and splashing into the stream, creating towering sprays of water.

Li Hanshan didn't pause. The second sword strike followed immediately. This time, the power of heaven and earth gathered on the flaming greatsword was even more intense than before. The purplish-gold sword light, like a blade of judgment descending from the sky, precisely struck the weak spot where the giant beast's horn met its skull. The giant beast's horn shattered with a crisp cracking sound the moment the sword struck, breaking off at its base. The eerie blue light extinguished abruptly, like a snapped fuse. The giant beast let out a deafening roar, the sound wave sending surrounding rocks flying and the entire valley floor trembling violently, but it was no longer able to mount an effective counterattack.

Li Hanshan took three steps forward, each step leaving deep footprints in the ground, the pebbles scattering to the sides with each movement. He channeled all his pure Yang energy into his palm, and a purplish-gold flame condensed into a fist-sized sphere of light within. Dense golden patterns flowed across the surface of the sphere, its internal light as bright as a compressed sun. He no longer used his flaming longsword, but instead used the sphere of flame, imbued with all his pure Yang power, as his final strike, charging headlong into the beast's gaping maw as it let out its final roar.

The moment the purplish-gold sphere of light exploded in the beast's mouth, a thick golden beam of light pierced through the back of its head, shooting straight into the sky. It tore a rift thousands of feet wide through the pale golden sky of the secret realm, clearing away the clouds. The golden light that shot into the sky could be seen for miles around. The beast's roar was abruptly cut off. Its massive body froze for two breaths before crashing to the ground like a felled tree, creating a crater several feet deep in the valley. Water and gravel were sent flying hundreds of feet high, cascading down like a torrential rain.

Li Hanshan stood beside the massive corpse slowly sinking into the stream. The flaming greatsword in his palm gradually dissipated, and his pure Yang spiritual energy receded back into his dantian. He was slightly out of breath, but his breathing quickly returned to normal. The golden light between his brows remained bright, clearly indicating that the battle had not yet taken its toll on him.

Ye Shuanghua flew down from behind and landed beside him. Her gaze swept over the valley whose landscape had been completely altered—collapsed mountain walls, shattered ground, stream water that had evaporated most of its volume, and the lingering golden light that was slowly dissipating. Her eyes were filled with shock.

Li Hanshan killed a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator without even using his broken sword!

Generally speaking, the combat power of demonic beasts is weaker than that of cultivators of the same realm, but being able to defeat them is one thing, and killing them is another. Although this demonic beast's strength is only at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul stage, it is still a genuine mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

"What kind of monster is this?"

A thousand miles away, several cultivators who had sensed Li Hanshan's breakthrough and were preparing to hunt all stopped in their tracks.

The commotion caused by Li Hanshan's killing of the mid-stage Nascent Soul demon beast was so great that they dared not approach.