[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pure-yang":3,"chapter-pure-yang-pure-yang-chapter-482":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Pure Yang!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2267582,4427,"Chapter 482","pure-yang-chapter-482",482,"\u003Cp>Spiritual terrace, square inch, divine light appears, illuminating and shattering the deathless art of the dark spring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sinister, bizarre black pool trembled, churned, and roared—as if also startled by the sky-piercing power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dozen stunned gazes fell upon Zhang Fan, filled with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… how could you?” Qiu Hou let out a furious roar, unable to contain himself any longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He entered my black pool—and still escaped unscathed, without a single injury?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This reality before their eyes was simply too hard to accept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you know what my black pool is?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nourished in the ninefold yin wastes, the dark pool boils and devours the purest clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When turbid waves surge, golden bodies rot; when foul smoke rises, jade elixirs stink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hundred years of cultivation turns to rotting water; a thousand years of Dao fruit becomes floating duckweed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how you forge an indestructible body, even a single drop of this pool drags you into the Underworld.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black pool’s mire was born of the yin wastes—rotten as a demon, vile as a demon, capable of breaking flesh, devouring inner cores, and corrupting the spirit; truly a place of utmost malevolence, a realm of supreme evil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even experts like Wang Qiluo dared not so much as touch its edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This boy…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, even Wang Qiluo could not remain composed; she stared at Zhang Fan and saw a strange fluctuation flickering at his third eye—like heaven collapsing and earth shattering, like rivers and mountains extinguished—holding boundless dread, faint yet present, seeming to be there, yet not quite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qiu Hou, this boy is strange.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that instant, Mingshan let out a thunderous roar, his massive body trembling violently as every black scale on his body stood erect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who have cultivated to this level are all sharp-minded; none would dare underestimate you because of your youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This youth entered and exited the black pool unharmed—merely this fact alone is enough to make both great demons take him seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kill!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Hou let out a long howl, his form flickering instantly, arriving before Zhang Fan in the blink of an eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost simultaneously, a true flame shot skyward, coiling like a fire dragon wrapped around a pillar, lashing toward Qiu Hou.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pure Yang Fire Art—Lu Zu’s True Technique!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Hou’s gaze hardened into a single thread; he growled low, his muscles trembling like coiled dragons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrifying true flame rolled upon him, striking with crackling sounds—but within the fire, that figure stood unmoved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm!?” Zhang Fan’s brow lifted, his expression turning strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To withstand the Fire Dragon Dan Art with bare flesh—he had never seen such an anomaly since his emergence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little Gu, he actually…” Wang Zhaolin’s eyes twitched, brimming with terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a great demon, such a body—it was simply too terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember, against Zhang Fan’s Fire Dragon Dan Art, even Wang Qiluo could only counter with spells—never with flesh and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qiu Hou is no ordinary great demon; his body has been refined by the black pool—ordinary Dao arts cannot harm him in the slightest,” Wang Qiluo said gravely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black pool is yin, corrupt, and vile; after such refinement, even the fiercest Daoist fire and thunder arts may fail to wound him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little brat, do you dare challenge me with such meager cultivation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Hou stepped forth from the true flame, his flesh grotesque and ferocious, radiating terrifying energy; with one step, he slammed into Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The latter let out a muffled groan, as if a mountain had collapsed upon him—this impact was something Zhang Fan had never endured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So he truly has formed an inner core,” Zhang Fan’s spirit tensed; his whole body was flung backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the black pool boiled over as a massive pink figure burst forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An Wuyang’s face changed; he saw the terrifying body Zhang Fan had torn in two now reattached, its severed ends secreting thick, sticky fluid like glue, stitching the two halves back together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little Gu, is this an earthworm!?” Wang Zhaolin cried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Qiluo remained silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiu Hou’s true form was an earthworm that had dwelled beneath the Qinling Mountains, nourished by earth qi, blessed with fortune after fortune, until it transformed into a demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little brat, today I’ll see if I can dissolve you.” Qiu Hou hissed fiercely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His true body writhed violently, secreting thick, transparent fluid that mixed with the stinking mud of the black pool, forming a sludge-like substance whose mere fumes corroded surrounding rocks to dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Great demons steal human forms to cultivate—but their greatest power still lies in their true bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the sludge-like substance splashed forth, wrapped in thick smoke, scattering into countless specks that enveloped the entire area around Zhang Fan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the true terror of the black pool Qiu Hou was fully revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ninefold earth essence transformed into demonic mystery; a hundred severed segments still remain connected. Black mire devours light, condensing poison miasma; earthworm body corrodes the moon, surging foul smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This demonic art reaches the pinnacle of heaven—no matter how profound your life cultivation, your elixir will shatter through the seven orifices, your spirit will perish, your soul will turn to sludge, and you will become a soul in the Hall of Yama.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you dare display your ferocity before me with such meager cultivation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhang Fan roared in shock; his eyes blazed suddenly, glowing like burning fire, as if the sun’s shadow burned within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, Zhang Fan’s body trembled violently; his skin turned crimson, as if the blood within his veins had become molten lava, while a strange, scorching red qi rose and spread across his surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that instant, the specks of demonic sludge, as they neared Zhang Fan’s body, were instantly incinerated by the scorching red qi, reduced to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sight filled Wang Zhaolin with boundless confusion—he could not fathom the mystery at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wang Qiluo’s beautiful eyes widened in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This seemed to be a fire art—a fire art beyond her understanding—merely by compressing heat within his body, he had completely incinerated this most vile, corrupt substance?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So this was the method he used to ignore the black pool’s corrosion!?” A sudden clarity rose in Wang Qiluo’s heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As this thought arose, a terrifying aura descended from above, pressing down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The great serpent Mingshan seized the opening and finally struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His ferocious tail, carrying the force of surging rivers and seas, slammed violently into Zhang Fan’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His scales stood erect, gleaming with metallic luster; the terrifying power exploded within the confined space, shaking the earth, cracking the stone walls, as if the entire underground world might collapse at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A great demon of this realm, with his body refined through cultivation, could shake mountains and move earth with a single turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before this colossal being, Zhang Fan appeared as tiny as an insect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a stream of black light surged from Zhang Fan’s palm, colliding with the massive tail, sparking countless flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of metal striking stone echoed in everyone’s ears, nearly tearing their eardrums.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the brilliant firelight, all saw that Zhang Fan held a black jade ancient seal—this seal alone had blocked Mingshan’s earth-shaking demonic body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Wang Zhaolin stared, dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terror of this man had finally surpassed his imagination—he had not only entered the Zhai Shou realm at such a young age, but had also fought two great demons simultaneously, forcing the two yin wastes’ great demons to join forces to kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such skill, such audacity, such peerless grandeur—finally made this pride of the Wang family feel ashamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Qiluo remained silent, her eyes fixed tightly on the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This young man’s brilliance had exceeded her expectations—but she was still waiting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this situation alone was not enough to secure victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those two great demons were simply too strong; the current stalemate had not revealed any opening for victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, she must strike at the most critical moment to give these people a chance at survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burst of explosion rang out as Zhang Fan once again summoned the black-gold ancient seal, while Qiu Hou, activating his true form and the black pool, charged forward again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The great serpent Mingshan roared to the heavens, its single horn radiating mysterious light, a tyrannical aura threatening to burst open this underground world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, all understood what “horned majesty” truly meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The violent sound rang again—the black-gold ancient seal was knocked flying by the horn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This serpent is formidable,” Wang Qiluo’s expression changed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had long heard that Mingshan’s single horn had a legendary origin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was once a great demon in the three-thousand-li Qinling Mountains, who, while hiding beneath the mountain’s base during the cultivation of the demon king Yin Pobai, secretly absorbed the dragon qi from Yin Pobai—thus angering the Qinling demon king, forcing him to flee beneath the Chang’an yin wastes.\u003C\u002Fp>",1492,"2026-06-19T21:05:46.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","29611924b92434472e00b8c4d913a8291b2939ee34554a4f9cb61f5d3e0df70a","pure-yang-chapter-483","pure-yang-chapter-481",520,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpure-yang-cover.jpg"]