Chapter 937

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

With the Mayfly Divine Fire, he had the confidence to oppose the Taiyin Power.

Xu Zhangqing took a deep breath, the Cang Ming Withering and Flourishing Dao Rhyme circulated, and the blue-black spiritual light intertwined with the golden Mayfly Divine Fire in his palm: "I take the pure yang of the Mayfly Divine Fire as bone, the Cang Ming Withering and Flourishing Dao Rhyme as flesh and blood, bit by bit wearing away the barrier of the Taiyin ghostly glow."

As the words fell, his aura surged throughout his body.

The cultivation of Nascent Soul Late Stage was released without reservation at this moment.

The blue-black Dao Rhyme, like a tide, swept in all directions, intertwining and winding with the golden streamer of the Mayfly Divine Fire, condensing in mid-air into a fish-dragon phantom.

This fish-dragon had a head like a Kun and a body like a dragon, its scales crystal clear, every scale flowing with golden divine fire and blue-black Withering and Flourishing Dao Rhyme.

It possessed both the vastness of the Cang Ming great sea and the utmost yang of the Mayfly Divine Fire, as well as the profound mystery of Withering and Flourishing mutual generation; wherever it passed, even the air rippled faintly.

As Xu Zhangqing's mind moved, this fish-dragon condensed from the Withering and Flourishing Great Dao and Source Fire swung its body and pressed toward the Taiyin ghostly glow barrier.

Throughout the process, there was neither violent impact nor fierce attack.

The fish-dragon, carrying the Mayfly Divine Fire, circled around the Taiyin ghostly glow.

Every time it circled once, it spat out a mouthful of gold-blue intertwined spiritual light.

The moment the spiritual light touched the barrier, it collided with the utmost yin and utmost cold Taiyin Power, emitting a faint "hiss-hiss" sound.

The Taiyin Power resisted, the pure yang divine fire scorched, and the Withering and Flourishing Dao Rhyme acted like a bond, maintaining the yin-yang balance in between, letting the two extreme powers wear away bit by bit.

The fish-dragon's movements were very slow, bit by bit dismantling the power of the Taiyin ghostly glow.

The golden Mayfly Divine Fire kept scorching the barrier; every contact made the barrier's light dim a little.

The Taiyin ghostly glow seemed to perceive the threat; the rotation speed of the white ring suddenly accelerated, and the ancient runes on the inner wall flashed with dazzling white light, endlessly releasing Taiyin Power.

Attempting to reinforce the barrier to resist the fish-dragon's wearing away.

For a time, gold-blue and white intertwined in mid-air, forming a strange light barrier; the yin-cold and pure yang auras collided, making the surrounding air alternately cold and hot, and even the surface of the Yin River rippled layer upon layer.

Time passed bit by bit, unknowingly nearly one hour had passed.

Fortunately, Xu Zhangqing had deep reserves, with nothing amiss, and could still persist.

Although continuously operating the Withering and Flourishing Dao Rhyme and controlling the fish-dragon to wear away the barrier was a huge drain on his magic power and divine sense, it was of no great consequence.

Tai Bai, Nu Tu, Fenglong, and others remained vigilant, their magic power circulating, their gazes fixed tightly on the fish-dragon and Taiyin ghostly glow in the center, afraid an accident would occur.

As the wearing away continued, the surrounding environment gradually changed.

The Yin Beast corpses originally piled up like mountains were either incinerated by the Mayfly Divine Fire or obliterated by the Withering and Flourishing Dao Rhyme; the scattered remnants sank into the riverbed one by one.

Those pitch-black coffins, under the erosion of Yin-Yang Qi, had their surface runes dim and disappear, the coffins weathering and shattering.

Even the entire Yin River underwent a huge change.

The river water, originally pitch-black like ink and turbid beyond measure, became clear.

Though it still carried yin-cold Qi, it no longer had the previous strangeness and filth.

The Yin Beasts in the river water, as if feeling the deterrence of Yin-Yang Qi, all dove into the depths of the riverbed, no longer daring to approach this area.

The Yin River now only had the "hiss-hiss" sound of Yin-Yang Qi colliding.

After another half hour, a glint flashed in Xu Zhangqing's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "The barrier is about to break!"

The words had just fallen when the fish-dragon suddenly raised its head, spitting out a mouthful of gold-blue spiritual light condensed with all its power, fiercely bombarding the barrier.

With a crisp "click", the originally impregnable Taiyin barrier developed a crack, and the crack grew larger and larger.

Rich Taiyin Power kept overflowing, but was instantly melted by the Mayfly Divine Fire.

After a moment, the barrier enveloping the Taiyin True Fire and Taiyin ghostly glow completely dissipated in the air, leaving not a trace.

"Done!"

A glint of wild joy flashed in Zhu Rong's eyes; he could no longer suppress his impatience, stepped forward, flames erupted around him, red flames entwined his body, a scorching aura swept in all directions, forming a stark contrast with the yin-cold of the Taiyin True Fire.

Xu Zhangqing waved his hand: "Cannot be impatient; Taiyin True Fire is utmost yin and utmost cold, it needs to be done step by step."

"You first use your own spiritual power to draw out the True Fire, then slowly refine it."

"Do not forcibly absorb it, otherwise you will be backlashed by the Taiyin Power."

"Understood!"

Zhu Rong took a deep breath, then closed his eyes.

Immediately, the magic power throughout his body operated to the extreme, the red flames gradually became gentle, no longer as violent as before.

He slowly extended his right hand; a wisp of red flame appeared at his fingertip, then he carefully approached the Taiyin True Fire.

The moment the fingertip flame touched the Taiyin True Fire, bone-piercing yin-cold Qi surged into his body along his fingertip, and Zhu Rong trembled all over.

He forcibly steadied his mind, operated the magic power and fire qi within his body, bit by bit guiding the Taiyin True Fire to assimilate with him bit by bit.

The Taiyin True Fire entered his body; Zhu Rong's red flames throughout his body became chaotic.

Red and white intertwined, as if waging a tug-of-war.

From this it could be seen that refining the Taiyin True Fire was not easy.

The utmost yin power of the Taiyin True Fire collided with Zhu Rong's utmost yang flames.

If it were not that he was not truly human, but transformed from a Fire Spirit Root, his body would probably have been torn apart by these two extreme powers long ago.

Fortunately, Xu Zhangqing was prepared; he controlled the fish-dragon to approach Zhu Rong, releasing the Withering and Flourishing Dao Rhyme to help him harmonize the Yin-Yang Qi.

With the aid of the Withering and Flourishing Dao Rhyme, Zhu Rong gradually steadied his mind.

He began to focus on refining, merging his own power with that of the Taiyin True Fire, transforming it into power he could control.

As the refining continued, the flames around Zhu Rong's body changed.

The originally pure red flame fused with a faint white, ultimately transforming into a cluster of intertwined red and white flames.

In appearance, the radiance had become much softer, yet it contained ultimate power.

It possessed both the scorching heat of fire and the yin cold of Taiyin.

The two powers blended, forming a strange flame power.

Zhu Rong's aura was rapidly rising.

Originally merely a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivation, during the process of refining the Taiyin True Fire, he directly broke through the bottleneck, advancing to Nascent Soul Perfection.

The originally violent aura gradually settled down, gaining a trace of Taiyin's softness.

After about one hour, Zhu Rong abruptly opened his eyes, a flash of intertwined red and white spiritual light passing through his pupils, the flames around his body surging violently, an aura far surpassing before sweeping across the surroundings.

The Nascent Soul Perfection cultivation was considered thoroughly stabilized.

"Many thanks to the Venerable One / everyone for standing guard!"

Zhu Rong cupped his fists toward Xu Zhangqing: "I have already successfully refined the Taiyin True Fire, my strength has increased several times compared to before, and I am now one step closer to gathering the nine flames and achieving Dharma Aspect Deification!"