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

The extraterrestrial demon's single eye suddenly narrowed.

"Pure Yang Fire?!" Its voice changed for the first time, "How can you possess Pure Yang Fire?!"

"you guess."

Li Hanshan took the initiative to draw his sword.

The sword, imbued with pure Yang fire, pierced the deathly silence of the hall with its purplish-gold blade, slashing down upon the demon from beyond the realm. The demon from beyond the realm neither dodged nor evaded—the instant the sword touched its body, a ripple spread across its chest like water, the broken sword piercing through its body, striking only emptiness.

A misty body, a displaced space. The combination of the two makes it impossible for ordinary attacks to even touch its edge.

"It's no use." It grinned maliciously, its black arm reaching out from beside the sword's edge, a claw aimed at his heart.

Naruto Step.

Li Hanshan's figure exploded into a circle of fire shadows on the spot, barely avoiding a fatal blow. His shoulder was still struck by the claw wind, and his protective spiritual light shattered instantly, his flesh and blood tearing apart.

They can fight.

But I couldn't hit it.

Even the strongest sword is just a joke if it can't hit its target.

Li Hanshan fought and retreated, his mind racing. Back in the cemetery, he had relied on the Soul Sword to bypass space and strike directly at the soul—but that strike had almost exhausted him. This extraterrestrial demon had once been a Dao Integration cultivator; even if it had fallen to the late stage of Void Refinement, its soul would far surpass that lingering remnant spirit. The Soul Sword might not be able to kill it.

Moreover, he only has one chance to make a move.

His left hand quietly pressed against the broken sword, and deep within his primordial spirit, the silver-purple lightning pattern suddenly awakened, flowing along the sword's blade—

Clang!

The second sword strike was completely different.

Where the sword passed, lightning crackled. A charred gash was cleaved open in the misty chest of the extraterrestrial demon, black mist swirling wildly, yet the wound failed to heal for a long time, its edges still crackling with silver-purple lightning.

"Innate lightning power?!" For the first time, fear appeared in the extraterrestrial demon's single eye, and it retreated several feet. "Pure Yang fire... innate lightning power... just how much is hidden on you, you ant?!"

Li Hanshan did not answer.

Lightning, being extremely yang and powerful, is specifically designed to overcome yin and evil. Its ability to heal the body by dissolving it can mend sword wounds, but it cannot heal lightning marks.

But he felt no relief whatsoever.

The lightning pattern is useful, but each strike consumes his primordial spirit power, and with his current divine soul, he can't sustain it for long.

and--

He clearly struck its body with each of those three sword strikes, each sword piercing through its body.

But not a single sword strike hit the "core".

There is no fixed core within the body of this celestial demon. The demonic core, which embodies all its cultivation and divine soul, wanders aimlessly within its massive body, like a master of hide-and-seek—if you can't strike the core, even ten thousand sword strikes will only leave superficial wounds.

"Hahahaha—" The extraterrestrial demon saw his embarrassment and its laughter grew even more rampant. "You've discovered it? My core never stays in the same place. Take your time—guess where it will be next?"

Before the laughter had even subsided, it lunged forward again.

What's more troublesome is that it started "eating" his attacks.

The sword energy that Li Hanshan unleashed was sucked into its body by its open mouth, and the next instant it was sprayed back with the same swirling demonic energy, its power even greater than before. He dodged and weaved with the Fire Shadow Step, looking disheveled, with two new wounds on his shoulder and ribs.

"hide?"

The laughter of the extraterrestrial demons seemed to come from near and far, their figures flickering in and out of the hall. With each disappearance and reappearance, it tore open a very short passage in the void—no matter how fast your sword is, it can't outrun the folds of space.

"Let's see how long you can hide!"

Suddenly, it clasped its hands together, and the black mist around it contracted wildly—in the next instant, the space within a radius of a thousand feet centered on Li Hanshan suddenly collapsed!

That was not an attack.

That was to crush a space, along with him inside it.

There is no way to avoid it.

Li Hanshan's eyes turned bloodshot, and the pure yang fire suddenly exploded brightly—

"Wrathful Lotus of Buddha!!"

A purplish-gold flame, centered on him, burst forth fiercely in the collapsed space. Extremely hot pure yang energy poured in wildly through the spatial cracks, actually burning a sliver of light into the collapsed space!

He coughed up blood as it spilled out from the crevice, his back completely soaked.

No.

No matter how fiercely the lightning sword struck, it couldn't hit the wandering demon core; if this dragged on, he would be the first to die.

Of course, Li Hanshan wasn't without trump cards; he still had the Crimson Sun Sword. However, the Crimson Sun Sword might not be effective against the extraterrestrial demons, as these guys were too special.

Just then, he suddenly thought of something.

This palace... was left to him by the maid.

The outer light screen recognized him, the palace gate recognized him, and even the runes of this demon-suppressing array obeyed his incantation—she had arranged every step he took to enter this place so clearly, how could she possibly leave him with a dead late-stage Void Refinement Heavenly Demon in this very palace?

impossible.

The girl couldn't possibly leave him with a fatal predicament.

The fact that she was able to walk through here unharmed back then proves that there must be a solution to the things in the hall.

There must be a solution.

This thought was like a ray of light, cleaving through his mind, which had been almost completely saturated with despair. Li Hanshan took a deep breath, raised his eyes again, and looked at the grand hall—

This time, it's not about watching.

It is to read.

To seal, to suppress, to gather, to defend.

His gaze swept rapidly along the direction of the runes, growing brighter with each glance. In the next instant, he suddenly formed the ancient hand seals, and his spiritual power surged forth like a flood, rushing wildly towards the runes throughout the hall.

hum - hum - hum -

The main hall was lit up.

Countless runes lit up from the jade pillars, the four walls, and the dome, their silvery-white light spilling out like mercury, layer upon layer, circle upon circle, instantly covering the entire hall.