Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

Boom!

A piercing pain fiercely assaulted Xu Yang, making his whole body convulse.

The surrounding chill was truly terrifying. Under its mad devouring, entering the body was like ice blades rampaging within, making one wish for death from the agony.

The power of the Immortal Seed mixed with essence energy, surging violently—when they collided, it was as chaotic and intense as a battlefield.

Xu Yang gritted his teeth, unmoved.

This tempering by myriad refinements was surely the most painful yet.

But it wasn’t a bad thing.

Because of the outside cold, though the process was agonizing, the tempering effect brought by it far surpassed any ordinary place outside.

Within the Immortal Seed, the Canghai Cyan Flood Dragon Elixir was also activated.

The second tier of power surged out, violent and savage.

Such a degree of inner refinement—even the top True Immortal disciples of the three great immortal sects would be utterly torn apart.

Xu Yang’s flesh twitched endlessly, trembling, blood seeping out as the impurities were refined away, keeping the inner balance steady.

Time slipped by unnoticed.

One after another, snow lotuses around him were drained dry, withering away.

At a certain moment—

Boom!

A thunderous boom rang out from within Xu Yang, reverberating with muffled echos through the underground ice palace.

Xu Yang’s form quaked, a mighty aura burst from his body, sweeping the surroundings.

In this instant, his essence had reached the Celestial Immortal Realm!

The second tempering was a success.

But it wasn’t over yet.

Xu Yang abruptly retracted his Immortal Seed’s power. At the very limit of contraction, he unleashed it with savage expansion.

Whish, whish!!

The boundless void within his Dantian surged as though hundreds, thousands of mighty rivers arose, crossing and entangling to form a tidal ring, fiercely interwoven.

The Immortal Seed thundered.

From within the Canghai Cyan Flood Dragon Elixir came a beast’s roar, almost like a howl of lament.

Roar!

Boom!

A terrifying power directly tore open the third seal of the Cyan Flood Dragon Elixir. Immense Celestial Immortal essence flooded out, instantly putting enormous pressure on the Immortal Seed.

Xu Yang grunted, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and the surging energy nearly tore his body apart.

He held the Immortal Seed with all his might. One after another, Heaven-Locking Divine Chains burst from his body, crawling along the skin’s surface, sealing the shock within.

Half a刻, one刻, half an hour...

Until two whole hours had passed.

After two rounds of tempering, the rampaging force within had finally reached its limit.

In this moment, the Immortal Seed finally withstood the oppression and impact, erupting with powerful waves.

The third round of tempering began!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!

Waves like tides, like mighty rivers surging forward.

Within Xu Yang, everything was being tempered once more, transforming at unimaginable speed.

The next day.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the ice palace quaked, a wall of ice cracking inch by inch.

The cold air, mighty and terrifying, was shattered as though struck by thunder, scattering in all directions in chaos.

A figure strode out, unleashing a suffocating, overbearing presence, driving the surrounding chill back in fear.

"After two rounds of tempering, I’m practically terrifyingly powerful now."

Xu Yang grinned, extremely satisfied, then flashed forward along the frozen veins of the ice palace.

Gu gu!!

In the empty ice palace, sudden strange calls sent chills down the spine.

Xu Yang broke out in goosebumps. His body tensed as, from the corner of his eye, he saw a small snow-white shadow dashing towards him at incredible speed.

In an instant—

He met a pair of crimson eyes, bloodshot like they’d been soaked in fresh blood, a fierce gaze that made his skin crawl.

"What is that?"

Xu Yang snapped to his senses, every bone chiming, Immortal Seed erupting as he swung his fist hard at the white shadow, sending it flying with a scream of pain and rolling wretchedly across the ground.

"A rabbit?"

Xu Yang shook his tingling hand and looked closer, stunned.

A rabbit.

But its speed and power were on par with Celestial Immortal cultivators.

Still, in that clash just now, he had definitely come out on top.

The rabbit had taken internal injuries from the strike, blood gushing out over much of its body, staining its snowy fur a gruesome red—utterly miserable.

The rabbit twisted its head, squealing in pain, strength spent and unable to fight.

Yet its pair of bloody eyes were still chilling.

Xu Yang frowned slightly, stepped closer, dark light flashing from his hand—and the rabbit was split in two.

Soon after, a snow-white ice crystal, no bigger than a thumbnail, fell into Xu Yang’s palm.

"Such a tiny thing is its power core—on par with the Celestial Immortal Realm. It’s been refined to the utmost."

Feeling the energy within the ice crystal, Xu Yang was shocked.

This rabbit looked small, but it was not to be underestimated!

If he had only completed one round of tempering, even a slight misstep against this thing would have led to injury.

The ice crystal may have been small, but its value was great.

Xu Yang pocketed the crystal, then looked deeper into the ice palace. Where there was one, there was bound to be more.

He pressed forward, now even more cautious.

Traversing hundreds of miles, he had already encountered more than a dozen of these rabbits, resulting in more than a dozen ice crystals gained.

"Who’s there?"

A sharp shout came from a depression ahead.

Upon hearing the voice, Xu Yang felt a powerful presence lock onto him.

"Celestial Immortal!"

Xu Yang narrowed his eyes and strode forward unperturbed.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!

Three figures leapt out from the hollow.

Two men and one woman!

"Xu Yang!"

"Zhao Yuanyuan, Li Qingtian!!"

Everyone’s faces plainly showed shock.

"You actually managed to get here?" Zhao Yuanyuan stared at Xu Yang in disbelief.

"If you can come here, why can’t I?"

Xu Yang smiled blandly, his gaze sweeping across the three.

Zhao Yuanyuan and Li Qingtian—both had broken through to the Celestial Immortal Realm.

Only a few days had passed.

But Xu Yang wasn’t too shocked.

On this journey, he was an outsider, yet had gained such unimaginable resources. Let alone disciples of the Ice and Snow Immortal Palace, who cultivated the way of ice—

In this place, cultivating is twice as effective with half the effort!

The other unfamiliar young man was also at the Celestial Immortal Realm, but his aura was clearly much stronger than Zhao Yuanyuan and Li Qingtian’s.

Judging by his robes, he was obviously a True Disciple of the Ice and Snow Immortal Palace.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yuanyuan suddenly vanished from her spot.

A streak of white light shot like lightning, spear-like and carrying a bone-chilling cold, straight toward him.

"Just breaking through to Celestial Immortal Realm—let’s see how you even made it here."

Zhao Yuanyuan’s voice was frigid. Her strike sent snowflakes swirling, cold surging like a tide, instantly weaving into an enormous icy serpent, jaws agape to swallow Xu Yang whole.

Xu Yang’s expression didn’t change. With one step, his fist ignited in roaring flames, smashing the serpent like a blazing meteor.

Firelight burst forth, splashing ink-black shadows over the ice palace—a scene both eerie and chilling.

Zhao Yuanyuan grunted, recoiling in a sorry state, shock filling her eyes.

"Celestial Immortal-level power..."

"Stop!"

The unfamiliar youth behind reacted in a flash, appearing like lightning and striking with his palm.

Bam!

With a thunderous bang, cold and flame exploded apart, scattering in all directions.

Xu Yang and the youth both retreated simultaneously.

Watching all this, Li Qingtian couldn’t help but suck in a cold breath, looking at Xu Yang as though seeing a ghost.

"He... he’s not even broken through to the True Immortal Realm yet!"

"How deep is his foundation?"

Li Qingtian could hardly imagine it.

If you’re only comparable to the Late Stage of True Immortal, while that’s shocking, it’s still barely acceptable.

But now, he’s already risen straight to the Celestial Immortal Realm.

And he suppressed Zhao Yuanyuan, a genuine Celestial Immortal, almost evenly matched with the even stronger Zhao Hong.

How could anyone possibly accept that?

Zhao Hong glared at Xu Yang, inwardly even more shaken than Li Qingtian and Zhao Yuanyuan.

"For Black Fire Immortal Mountain to produce someone like you is truly their fortune!"

"A pity—if you’d appeared two years earlier, you could even have rivaled Miss Liou!"