Chapter 1036: Sun God Gold

"Roar!" The massive beast emitted a dying wail, its huge body could no longer hold, and like a collapsing mountain, it thundered backward!

Boom—boom—boom—!!

The earth quaked violently! Smoke and dust mixed with thick resentment surged skyward! The Myriad Bones beast's massive body slammed onto the ground, crushing countless scattered bone weapons, and raising clouds of dust!

Its huge body convulsed violently, three heads weakly howled, six arms flailed in vain, yet it could no longer rise, only struggling futilely in the dust like a beached leviathan! The bones and resentment that formed its body were rapidly disintegrating and dispersing!

This battlefield resentment conglomerate, which could make a Nascent Soul Cultivator retreat three houses, was utterly helpless before the terrifying power of Han Wuxian after his rebirth through Nirvana!

One punch shatters an arm! Two punches break the body! Three punches... set the world!

Screech!

The raging tide of resentful spirits that had surged around was as if a pause button had been pressed! All twisted spirit silhouettes froze in place, and in their hollow eye sockets, the mad blood‑thirsty glare was replaced by a primal, uncontrollable fear!

They stared at the figure hovering mid‑air like a golden war god, at the Myriad Bones beast beneath his feet disintegrating, and felt the aura spreading through the air, radiant as the blazing sun yet bearing a star‑deep oppressive pressure… For these resentful spirits born of negative energy, he was their natural nemesis!

Woo—woo—woo—

A deep wailing rose again, no longer a murderous roar but filled with fear and retreat! Like a tide, the boundless wave of resentful spirits began to shrink back in terror! The gray‑black resentment receded like ebbing water, revealing the dark‑red dead‑silence earth below. Those twisted spirit silhouettes, like ink dropped into water, quickly faded and vanished, finally disappearing completely in the shadows of the battlefield ruins, never daring to show themselves again.

Deathly silence once again enveloped the ancient battlefield. Only the faint crackling of the Myriad Bones beast's wreckage disintegrating and the rustle of settling dust could be heard.

Han Wuxian slowly descended from midair, his feet landing on the scorching glass‑like ground with a faint sound. The golden light swirling around him gradually subdued, yet the lingering, condensed aura after his fiery Nirvana and the powerful force emanating from his arms still made hearts race.

Yun Li covered her chest, staggered to his side, gazed at the mountain‑like collapsing wreckage of the beast, then at Han Wuxian whose aura was as deep as the sea; her beautiful eyes filled with shock and lingering fear, and for a moment she could not find words.

"Are you okay?" Han Wuxian turned his head toward her, his voice low and tinged with concern.

"I'm... fine." Yun Li inhaled deeply, suppressing surging blood, her gaze complex as she looked at Han Wuxian, "You... you just now..."

"Luck." Han Wuxian replied tersely, offering no further explanation. His eyes swept the dead‑silence battlefield, finally fixing on the base of the towering ruins, the fissure of earth that spewed terrifying golden flame. "There's something inside."

The two approached the edge of the fissure. Deep within, it still radiated astonishing residual heat, dark‑red lava flowing slowly. Yet at the bottom, in the heart of the scorching lava, a metal block about the size of a human head, its whole surface a dark‑gold hue threaded with mysterious crimson patterns, hovered silently.

It emitted a pure, domineering yet ancient‑sorrowful scorching aura, the very source of the terrifying golden flame before!

"Sun God Gold?! No... it's a higher‑grade... 'Great Sun Burning Star Iron'?!" Yun Li gasped, recognizing the legendary artifact: "Legend says only at the core of a star or in the Silence Extinction of a sun, after billions of years of stellar core fire forging, can a top‑grade fire‑type divine material be born! It contains the ultimate yang, the ultimate hardness, the primal power that incinerates all!" Her gaze at Han Wuxian grew even more astonished; no wonder he could summon and absorb that terrifying golden flame to complete his Nirvana! This artifact and his cultivated Gold Sun Burning Heaven Force were a match made in heaven!

A flash of brilliance flickered in Han Wuxian's eyes. He could clearly feel the intense resonance between this divine iron and the Gold Sun power within him. Extending his hand, his palm, cloaked in dark‑gold starlight, ignored the lingering heat and steadily extracted the immensely heavy, terror‑infused "Great Sun Burning Star Iron" from the lava!

With the divine iron in hand, a warm yet domineering heat surged into his body, blending seamlessly with his Gold Sun origin, indistinguishable! He felt his Gold Sun Burning Heaven Force become purer, more condensed, as if endowed with limitless potential!

Sheathing the divine iron, Han Wuxian's gaze returned to the core of the Myriad Bones beast's collapsed wreckage. There, besides the scattered massive bones and weapon fragments, a faint yet exceedingly pure starlight stubbornly flickered amid the dust.

He stepped forward, brushing aside the piled fragments. There lay a rhombic crystal core, about the size of a pigeon egg, entirely translucent like crystal, its interior seemingly sealing a miniature nebula... It rested silently. The core emitted a gentle wave that soothed souls and purified resentment, starkly at odds with the battlefield's dead‑silence grudges.

"Is this... the beast's core? The 'Heroic Soul Star Core' forged from the purest indomitable will of the battlefield's heroic spirits?" Yun Li exclaimed again, "This thing contains pure stellar soul energy, remarkably effective for healing soul wounds and nourishing the divine soul! It is also a treasure for forging top‑grade soul artifacts!"

Han Wuxian lifted the crystal core, its warmth soothing his hand; the pure stellar soul energy made his previously damaged Sea of Knowledge, scarred by battle and spatial storms, feel comfortable. He glanced at Yun Li's pallid complexion, seeing that her divine soul had also been affected by the spirit onslaught. Without hesitation he tossed the core to her: "Take it, it will help you."

Yun Li froze for a moment, looking at the warm crystal core in her hand, then at Han Wuxian's calm, unruffled gaze, feeling a surge of warmth and tangled emotions. She offered no refusal, silently accepting: "Thank you."

After completing all this, Han Wuxian's gaze turned to the deepest part of the ancient battlefield. The Blue Lotus Fairy's Star Map Seal, after undergoing the golden flame Nirvana, seemed to have undergone a subtle change, its direction becoming clearer. The seal's faint resonance subtly pointed toward the tallest, most ruined palace ruins at the battlefield's core.

"Let's go, see what's there," Han Wuxian said in a low voice. He sensed faintly that the key to leaving this dead‑silence wasteland might lie there.

The two carefully traversed the area strewn with massive wreckage and weapon fragments, advancing toward the core ruins. The nearer they got to the core, the heavier the ancient‑settled sorrow and resentment became, yet they could also faintly sense a lingering, unyielding oppressive pressure.