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334: Innate Origin Purifying Fire”What? A Heavenly Tribulation? How is this possible! With the Heavenly Dao of this realm being fragmented, how could he invoke such complete Heavenly Might?”

The phantom of the God of Bingyi emitted waves of shock and fury for the first time, its indifferent voice becoming noticeably distorted.

Even more shocking to it was that under Lin Jingyu’s clever guidance, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation and the refinement power of the Secret Realm itself had actually formed a subtle confrontation and balance.

The Heavenly Tribulation sought to destroy this existence that defied the heavens, while the Secret Realm’s refinement power sought to devour this perfect vessel.

The two powerful external forces collided and canceled each other out, instead buying a precious moment of respite for Lin Jingyu to charge toward Foundation Establishment.

Not only that, but the pure power of the Heavenly Lightning Tribulation and the Secret Realm’s Origin energy, weakened by the tribulation—

—were actually being forcibly drawn into his body like a whale swallowing the sea, using a profound devouring technique from the Taihao Elixir Canon, becoming the nutrients for him to forge a perfect Dao foundation.

”Bastard! You dare to steal this deity’s Origin!”

The God of Bingyi was completely enraged. It felt the Secret Realm’s Origin, which it had cultivated for ten thousand years, being rapidly plundered. Not only was the perfect vessel not being refined, but it was using its power to undergo a crucial transformation.

The phantom lunged toward the ice coffin, attempting to intervene personally, but the magnificent Heavenly Might possessed an Innate suppression against a fragmented ancient will like its own, making it difficult to interfere directly.

”You forced me!” the God of Bingyi let out a hysterical roar. ”Since the refinement of the Physical Body is blocked, I will directly swallow your Divine Soul and seize this perfect dwelling!”

In the next instant, a blue stream of light—condensed to the extreme and emitting an ancient, desolate coldness capable of freezing time and space—separated from the phantom. Ignoring the barrier of the ice coffin, it shot directly into the center of Lin Jingyu’s brow, into his Sea of Consciousness!

The ultimate Possession had begun!

Lin Jingyu’s Sea of Consciousness now seemed to have turned into a battlefield of primordial Chaos.

On one side were six magnificent, golden Spiritual Lakes and three blades of Divine Thought hovering above them, ready to strike, representing Lin Jingyu’s resilient and unyielding will.

On the other side was a boundless ice plain transformed from the Divine Soul of the God of Bingyi. Cold winds howled and snowflakes cut like knives, containing a terrifying power that froze Souls and obliterated consciousness.

”Ant, give up your pointless resistance! To have your Sea of Consciousness become the foundation for my revival is your supreme glory!”

The Divine Thought of the God of Bingyi turned into rolling thunderous tones, battering Lin Jingyu’s will.

”Glory? You are nothing more than a lingering, lonely ghost. You are not worthy of speaking of glory.”

Lin Jingyu’s Divine Thought responded coldly as the three blades of Divine Thought turned into three invisible streams of light, proactively slashing toward the boundless ice plain.

Screech! Screech! Screech!

The clash of Divine Thoughts was far more dangerous than physical combat! Every collision was a direct confrontation between will and Origin!

Lin Jingyu’s blades of Divine Thought were incomparably sharp, repeatedly slashing open the ice plain. However, the God of Bingyi’s Divine Soul foundation was simply too deep. The ice plain seemed limitless; after being slashed open, it quickly mended itself, instead emitting a deeper chill that constantly eroded the boundaries of Lin Jingyu’s Sea of Consciousness.

The levels of the six Spiritual Lakes dropped at a visible rate, and thin ice began to form on the surfaces.

Waves of tearing pain came from Lin Jingyu’s Divine Soul; this was his Origin being damaged.

”Hmph, a mere firefly dares to compete with the bright moon! Silent Extinction Ice Soul Curse!” Seeing his attacks fail to yield results for a long time, the God of Bingyi finally used a true Divine Dao secret technique.

In an instant, the entire Sea of Consciousness seemed to be dragged into an absolute Hell of ice, where the concepts of time and space became blurred.

Only the intent of eternal extinction and demise remained, threatening to completely submerge and assimilate Lin Jingyu’s will like a rising tide.

The three blades of Divine Thought let out a wail, their luster dimming, nearly on the verge of shattering.

Most of the six Spiritual Lakes were instantly frozen!

Lin Jingyu’s Divine Soul was like a candle in the wind, flickering and about to go out. His consciousness began to blur, as if he were truly about to sink into this eternal icy silence.

The gap was too large!

Lin Jingyu had only been cultivating for a few years.

How could he compete with an old monster who had lived for an unknown number of centuries?

However, at this desperate moment between life and death, the perfect Dao foundation within his body—

—had already transformed into a physical entity.

Upon it were profound imprints of Heaven and Earth.

There were purple marks of Heavenly Lightning.

Perhaps because the perfect Dao foundation had been forged—

—a sense of joy emerged within the mysteries of Heaven and Earth.

From above the Nine Heavens, an inexplicable blessing of Heaven and Earth descended.

Under this blessing—

—the profound flame, which had been visualized from the Primordial Stone Tablet of the Taihao Elixir Canon and had been burning quietly—seemingly weak but never extinguished—seemed to be pulled by some Innate opportunity. It suddenly jumped within the Sea of Consciousness.

Buzz!

An indescribable aura diffused from the very core of Lin Jingyu’s Dao foundation.

It was not heat, nor was it light, but a kind of... ’initial’ intent that seemed to come from before the separation of Heaven and Earth, the beginning of Chaos. It was the power of Innate Law that purified all Acquired Impurities and returned everything to its Origin.

When this wisp of aura touched the power of the Silent Extinction Ice that had invaded the Sea of Consciousness, it was like a red-hot iron meeting snow.

Sizzle—!

A tooth-aching sound exploded within Lin Jingyu’s Sea of Consciousness!

The seemingly invincible power of the ’Silent Extinction Ice Soul Curse,’ in the face of this seemingly weak ’initial’ intent, was like meeting its natural enemy. It instantly melted and collapsed rapidly.

”No! This is... Innate Fire? The Breath of Primordial Source? This is impossible! You, an ant of the Lower Realm, how could you touch the Innate Great Dao?”

The Divine Soul of the God of Bingyi let out an unprecedented scream filled with extreme terror! It was an absolute suppression originating from the very essence of life and status!

That wisp of visualized flame, having received this breath of Innate Qi, suddenly expanded!

It transformed into a ball of flame that was incomparably pure, colorless, and transparent, yet seemed capable of burning away all worldly delusions, Impurities, and Acquired turbid Qi, enveloping Lin Jingyu’s entire Divine Soul and Sea of Consciousness.

”Ah—!”

The Divine Soul of the God of Bingyi was touched by this Innate Fire and let out a shrill, miserable howl.

The essence of its Divine Soul was an ancient Divine Dao formed through Acquired cultivation, containing too many Impurities, resentments, and the shackles of the Secret Realm’s Origin. Now, under this Innate Fire, it was like the best fuel, beginning to burn violently.

”Spare me! Fellow Daoist! No... Immortal! Spare my life! I am willing to serve you as master! I will tell you all the secrets of the Secret Realm’s Origin! I know ancient secrets...”

The God of Bingyi completely lost the majesty of an ancient deity, begging for mercy frantically as its Divine Soul distorted and dissolved in the flames.

Lin Jingyu’s mind became clear and calm again under the protection of the Innate Fire.

He looked indifferently at the God of Bingyi wailing in the flames, his heart devoid of joy or sorrow. He would not have the slightest pity for such an ancient remnant Soul that viewed all living beings as grass and had plotted for ages to possess someone for Rebirth.

”Your existence itself is an impurity,” Lin Jingyu’s Divine Thought declared, like a final judgment.