Especially later, when Li Yan transformed the Gui-Yi Water-Parting Spikes into fine needles, creating a rain of needles that filled the sky, the attack's power multiplied.
For a time, roars of anger echoed from within the pillar of golden light. Unfortunately, those outside couldn't see what was happening inside at all!
As everyone waited anxiously and helplessly, a tea's time quickly passed. The roars from within the golden light grew quieter, which only made many people's hearts grow more anxious.
At a certain moment, the golden pillar of light at the center of the tribulation suddenly let out a crisp sound and shattered like a mirror in an instant.
Under the watchful Divine Sense of Mo Qing and Wei Zhongran, Li Yan's figure was instantly revealed.
At this moment, Li Yan's aura was in disarray. The wounds, large and small, on his body were indistinguishable as new or old. He was covered in blood, his white bones starkly visible. He was holding a Spirit Stone in each hand, looking up at the sky and panting heavily.
Seeing this, a smile appeared on Wei Zhongran's face. The heart that had been hanging in his throat finally settled down. Although he had been sensing that Li Yan's aura had not been extinguished, his emotions had still been in turmoil. On one hand, he was worried about Li Yan; on the other, he was frustrated by Zhao Min's irrationality.
Li Yan looked up at the sky. His magical power was already replenished, but his chaotic aura was deliberately feigned. He was also suppressing the recovery speed of his injuries.
Qiang! Qiang!
Two sounds that pierced the heavens came from the center of the rapidly rotating pitch-black clouds in the sky. Then, two streaks of light, one black and one white, shot out from the ink-like clouds, instantly arriving less than fifty zhang above Li Yan's head. It was a sword and a saber, a white sword and a black saber. These were the final two tribulations of the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation, named "Heavenly Sword and Earthly Saber, Yin-Yang Tribulation!"
The moment the sword and saber appeared, two streaks of black light also suddenly appeared above Li Yan's head. The black light flashed and transformed into two black flood dragons. The scales on the dragons' bodies shimmered with a gloomy light. Under their bellies were only two giant claws in the front. The horns on their heads were about five inches long, and their eyes shone with a cold light that disregarded everything. In a coiling and spiraling motion, the two dragons' bodies twisted towards the attacking white sword from the left and right.
Below, Li Yan simultaneously shouted, his body suddenly flying up, and he charged straight towards the black saber. At this point, he had no choice but to fight head-on. Although this was due to his lack of magical techniques and divine abilities, many Pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't even reach this step. This already fully demonstrated Li Yan's strength.
Especially the tribulations after the Red Cloud Tribulation, every breakthrough had been beyond everyone's expectations, and the speed was even much faster than the previous stages.
Li Yan focused on two things at once. The two Gui-Yi Water-Parting Spikes transformed into flood dragons and entangled the Heavenly Sword, while he personally dealt with the Earthly Saber before him. Unfortunately, the sword and saber transformed from these two tribulations also had no artifact spirit or soul. Otherwise, if the Gui-Yi Water-Parting Spikes used "Wave-Hiding Soul-Slaying Art," they might have been able to directly break this tribulation.
Li Yan dodged the sharpest part of the blade's edge and slapped the flat of the blade.
With a muffled thud, the Earthly Saber tribulation was actually sent flying several zhang horizontally by Li Yan's palm…
'Such a strong physical body and power!'
Although Mo Qing had seen before that Li Yan's physical body was extremely impressive, at this moment, the blood-soaked Li Yan was displaying an even greater might.
Wei Zhongran just nodded. His heart, however, was even more worried. Although Li Yan looked fierce at this moment, he was afraid that he was already at the end of his strength. This Heavenly Sword and Earthly Saber were as unpredictable as yin and yang, adept at wielding the power of the five elements of heaven and earth.
When Zhao Min saw the sword and saber fly out from the sky, her lips were tightly shut, her expression even colder. The gentle lines of her already jade-like carved face had become somewhat firm. The strong wind continuously blew her white dress, and her ponytail rose and fell with the wind, scattering and dancing behind her. The front of her dress was blown back, fluttering and making a rustling sound, making her two proud peaks stand even taller. Her whole person was like an ancient ice sculpture.
'The last two heavenly tribulations. Having come this far, how could you not succeed! If you perish, I will have fulfilled my wish to return, and I will accompany you to the netherworld. What do I care for mountains of fire or seas of oil!' Zhao Min thought silently in her heart. Beneath her delicate black eyebrows, her beautiful eyes were as clear as water.
'He really made it to the end. It's just that this boy's methods are a bit lacking. Please don't make me have to step in. That would be very troublesome. I'm also afraid of the Heavenly Tribulation! It would be really troublesome… really…'
At the edge of the herb garden shed, the delicate-featured young cultivator had already stepped out of the shed. With his hands behind his back, his eyes were fixed on a spot in the distant sky. A terrifying power faintly fluctuated on his body, but it was well-controlled within a range of less than an inch from his body. At this moment, he no longer had any of his youthful appearance. His delicate face bore the look of a ruler of the world.
And in the grass shed behind him, the fat Wang Dahai was lying on the ground. A large bump protruded high on his forehead, like a red flesh tumor, grotesquely shaped. Yet Wang Dahai was sleeping soundly, his breathing even. A shiny trail of something slowly dripped from the corner of his mouth. Who knows what he was seeing or experiencing in his dream…
A great black, gloomy light shone from Li Yan's body. He struck the blue saber's body with a punch. Lightning from the blue saber extended from Li Yan's fist and scattered towards him. A black light surged on Li Yan's body, drowning the rapidly spreading lightning within it.
The blue long saber was only sent tumbling back by Li Yan's punch. It then slashed downwards, aiming for Li Yan's lower abdomen. Li Yan raised his knee and struck diagonally. With a pfft, when the blade's edge cut into Li Yan's knee, the blade's body instantly turned from blue to gray.
At the same time, Li Yan felt a stabbing pain that went straight to the depths of his Divine Soul. But this intense pain only lasted for less than two breaths before it disintegrated in Li Yan's Sea of Consciousness.
'A Divine Soul attack!'
Li Yan shouted in his heart. He was all too familiar with this kind of attack. In those ten-plus years, he had endured this kind of attack almost daily. But for the current Li Yan, this kind of attack was nothing.
However, if it were a normal Pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivator, it would definitely cause them unbearable pain, even to the point of fainting and subsequently dying under the Heavenly Tribulation.
After the gray long saber's attack was blocked by Li Yan, the head of the saber and the hilt suddenly swapped places, and the hilt struck towards Li Yan's chest. Li Yan blocked with his elbow. The moment the saber's body connected with his elbow, it suddenly turned a blood-red color again…
The final "Heavenly Sword and Earthly Saber, Yin-Yang Tribulation" involved the sword and saber themselves constantly reversing yin and yang in their attacks. They would cycle through various mutated five-element powers such as wind, thunder, and lightning. And each switch happened in a flash, only changing at the instant of contact with Li Yan's technique or physical body.
This rendered the countering techniques you had already prepared useless in an instant. This required the cultivator not only to have numerous countermeasures but also to have an extremely strong ability to adapt. All of this made it impossible for the tribulation-transcender to defend against, enough to make them "wish for death!"
Therefore, many Pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivators ultimately failed at this final stage. So, Li Yan simply chose to rely on his powerful physical body to resist head-on, and then use short, clever, and fast attacks to wear down the power of the sword and saber. For Li Yan, who had cultivated the power of the five elements, when the five elements' power entered his body in rotation, the magical power in his Dantian would instinctively generate the restraining spiritual energy. It was just that the pain and injury in this process were unavoidable. But he had managed to withstand it in this way.
Now, although this long saber's attack was still fierce, with its irregular yin-yang and five-element attacks, Li Yan continuously struck its body with his full power. Li Yan also let out muffled groans as his skin continuously split open, and red light burst forth!
A dozen breaths later, fine cracks had appeared on the surface of the long saber, and the light of its body was also continuously weakening.
On the other side, the two black flood dragons transformed from the Gui-Yi Water-Parting Spikes had also lost a large number of their scales. Puffs of black smoke continuously rose from their bodies and then dissipated.
Seeing this, Li Yan's heart grew even more anxious. It was already quite impressive that his natal magical treasure could entangle the Heavenly Tribulation for a dozen breaths like this, but he could see that it was already damaged. His natal magical treasure was best at sneak attacks and attacking a person's Divine Soul. Although its toughness was among the best of Golden Core-level magical treasures, it was still outmatched when facing a Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation head-on.
The long saber once again scraped past his back. A brilliant light exploded in Li Yan's eyes. The wounds on his body that had not yet healed once again shot out streams of blood arrows. A tearing pain came from his meridians. In his Dantian, the seawater beneath the Lotus Throne surged to the sky, and the five-colored lotus spun like a gust of wind. The five-colored light in his Dantian was blinding…
The muscles on Li Yan's back rippled like waves. The moment the long saber cut into his back, its body bloomed with a verdant green color, changing its five-element attribute once again.
Under the dim sky, illuminated by the verdant green blade light and shrouded by the ink-black clouds, Li Yan's front was normal, while his back was a ghastly green, making him look extremely bizarre.
Chichichi…
The already tattered robes on Li Yan's back were cut into pieces of flying butterflies by the blade's edge. The next moment, under the force of both sides, they turned into a cloud of flying ash and instantly dissolved. But the muscles on his back under his clothes surged like rolling waves, using thousands of vibrations per breath to continuously break down and dissipate the force cutting into them.
The verdant long saber wanted to rise up again, but a suction force suddenly emerged from the rolling muscles on Li Yan's back, like the suckers of countless octopuses. Although each suction force was only at the level of an initial-stage Golden Core, when hundreds of them were generated at the same time, the verdant long saber could no longer rise.
Amidst the surging muscles, the green light on the long saber's body shone brightly, and it struggled constantly, trying to escape. But it was instantly sent to the center of Li Yan's back by the surging muscles. Li Yan's shoulder blades suddenly jutted back, clamping down on both sides of the blade's edge. Li Yan shouted.
"Break for me!"
Following that, a crisp sound of a mirror shattering rang out!
In an instant, a shower of verdant green light points shot out from Li Yan's entire back. The long saber was instantly clamped and shattered into a shower of spiritual light, breaking into pieces!
Li Yan's movements were extremely fast. The moment the shattering sound had just rung out, with his back still carrying a large patch of green light, he charged towards the purple long sword tribulation on the other side. As he rushed forward, a long green flame trailed behind him, making him look even more demonic and bewitching.
Li Yan waved his hands, and the two ink-black flood dragons rapidly shrank. The next moment, the Gui-Yi Water-Parting Spikes were taken back into his body. At this moment, his natal magical treasure was covered in wounds. Having held off the long sword tribulation for twelve breaths with an attack it was not good at, Li Yan's heart ached terribly. He knew that his natal magical treasure would not be able to return to its peak state without being nurtured for a sixty-year cycle.
Li Yan created an afterimage in the air and instantly closed in on the long sword tribulation. As he rushed out, more cracks began to appear on his skin, a shocking sight! Li Yan's entire person was like a blood-red cracked porcelain vase that could shatter at any moment…
In the sky, Mo Qing and Wei Zhongran had been watching. At this moment, they were both startled by the aura on Li Yan's body. They had thought that Li Yan's previous combat power could at most be maintained for seven or eight breaths. This was what they were most worried about. But unexpectedly, after one strike, Li Yan's momentum was like a monstrous wave, each strike stronger than the last. His aura was still rising, especially the power he had displayed when he had just destroyed that long saber tribulation.
"The secret technique your disciple is practicing is too domineering. His current combat power is comparable to some initial-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and there's no sign of it declining. It's just that his physical body won't be able to hold on for too long under this secret technique!" A trace of worry also appeared in Mo Qing's eyes.