Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the woman stood solemnly, her gaze deep, as countless medicinal herbs danced in the air.

With a wave of her hand, the Shennong Cauldron emerged from the void and grew infinitely larger.

Upon seeing this, Venerable Chunwu and Immortal Lord Zewu disregarded the ghost cultivators and turned their strange fire towards the two sisters.

Venerable Dongming conjured an ice sword in his hand, confronting the strange fire.

The contrast between ice and fire eventually dissipated into the air.

Chunwu turned his gaze to Venerable Dongming with great interest, "You have also reached the realm of being about to ascend."

There are many cultivators in the cultivation world who are hiding their strength, and Venerable Dongming happens to be one of them.

Venerable Dongming nodded and smiled modestly, "To protect the Sword Inquiry Sect, one must have the corresponding strength."

Otherwise, how could he become the reclusive patriarch of the Sword Inquiry Sect?

"The evil realm will surely open today, and the six realms will eventually be destroyed. You will have no chance to ascend. Why not join hands with me to create the evil realm and forge a path to survival for the six realms?"

Chunwu spoke earnestly, truly regarding himself as a savior, looking at Venerable Dongming with pity.

The rest of the Heavenly Venerable Yun and the group of Tribulation Transcending cultivators disagreed.

"Chunwu, do you really think we don't know that the Ascension Ladder has broken?"

Over the past century, Heaven has given countless hints, and they have also secretly gathered countless times.

It is incomprehensible why the fate of the entire world is entrusted to a young genius.

They obeyed fate and secretly protected the chosen one, but they were also devising their own plans.

We can't just sit back and reap the benefits, handing everything over to those few centenarian children.

"The evil realm will not open."

Yun Tianzun came with his hands behind his back and spoke confidently to everyone present.

"Where do you get your confidence? Even without the sacrifice of ghost cultivators, the evil realm is about to descend. What do you have to stop it?"

Zewu couldn't help but interject, clearly full of arrogance.

Venerable Dongming laughed, "Do you really think that we don't exist except for the Chosen One?"

In the midst of their conversation, the Ice Sword and the Phoenix Burning Palm had already exchanged dozens of blows.

He held off Chunwu, while Zewu was surrounded by several Tribulation Transcending stage cultivators.

The remaining Yan Shanjun and his group, along with a pre-assembled troop, were setting up formations and drawing talismans, each displaying their unique skills.

They attempted to gather the strongest power from all six realms to thwart the arrival of the evil realm.

With Song Tingwan surrounded by a group of people protecting her, Song Siyao felt relieved. Remembering his special status, he drew his sword and joined the Venerable Dongming.

Let's work together to deal with Chunwu.

Shen Zhuochuan stood guard closely beside Song Tingwan, but his gaze drifted towards Yan Shanjun, lost in thought.

Wanqiji wondered if summoning people from his demon realm now would be of any help.

His gaze swept across the area and he spotted the ghost cultivators scattered everywhere.

The cultivation world has no place for ghost cultivators.

There are no major sects that cultivate ghosts.

Why not let the Demon Realm accept these huge numbers of ghost cultivators?

The two people beside him were lost in thought. Qin Xi gripped the fake defensive artifact tightly, watching her father bustling about in the crowd.

My aunt and uncle also came.

Her gaze swept over one familiar face after another, finally settling on the woman she was protecting.

Her friends are saving the lives of countless ghost cultivators. If they can bring their consciousness back, they will have a chance to completely break free from the control of the strange fire.

Beside Wan'er, Baili Xijiang was also busy, diligently using his divine sense to help her master organize the medicinal herbs in mid-air.

Qin Xi glanced at his unusually serious expression and became slightly distracted.

But only for a moment, he regained his senses and became vigilant, protecting Wan'er.

Everyone is working hard to prevent the evil realm from descending.

Despite their efforts, a considerable amount of ghostly energy, once again controlled by the strange fire, flew uncontrollably towards the boundary between light and darkness.

Song Tingwan completed the pill refining process at the fastest speed she had ever achieved, right before everyone's eyes.

The woman's clothes fluttered, and a large mass of power shot into the sky from within the Shennong Cauldron. Only after passing through the heavenly lightning did the elixir fully take shape.

She looked up at the sky.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck me.

He beckoned to Shen Zhuochuan and his companions.

"The Tribulation of Pills—"

"It is also a power belonging to the Way of Heaven."

"Can the righteous thunder of heaven stop the descent of evil?"

After her and A Yao's consciousness entered the summit of the heavens and were bounced back, she vaguely guessed what those two ancient and simple powers were.

They handed over the merits they had accumulated.

I wonder how those two made their decision or how they fought.

What they received in return was the opportunity for countless ghost cultivators to break free from the control of the strange fire.

This is the only opportunity they can seize.

First, rescue the ghost cultivators.

But I wonder if we can make use of this Heavenly Tribulation Lightning.

Shen Zhuochuan and the others stared intently at the frequently flickering boundary between light and darkness. As the tribulation clouds brewed, the frequency of the flickering seemed to decrease considerably.

"Wan'er, what grade of pills are those?" Qin Xi asked, somewhat bewildered, as she looked at the increasingly large cloud of tribulation.

Baili Xijiang couldn't help but curl his lips, "They're all eighth-grade, and there will be three pill tribulations, but because there are so many, each one might be a bit exaggerated..."

He scratched his head, somewhat uncertain about the last sentence.

After all, I've never seen my master refine so much at once.

Song Tingwan smiled faintly, "Yes, the current tribulation clouds are the first heavenly lightning."

She sensed that this time, unlike before, the tribulation clouds did not unleash three bolts of lightning at once.

Perhaps it's not powerful enough?

Or is it...?

Song Tingwan looked up at the sky, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Or is it that Heaven is using her influence to counter the power of destiny?

"Those ghostly energies have stopped." Shen Zhuochuan stared intently at the ghostly energies near the tribulation clouds.

"It seems that the Pill Tribulation was useful."

Song Tingwan smiled, wondering in her heart whether these three bolts of heavenly lightning would be enough.

If that's not enough, does she need to refine some more pills on the spot and summon heavenly lightning?

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