Tribulation Transcension!!

Di Nü Feng's delicate eyebrows arched slightly.

"Li Xuanxiao, we've got a big one coming. I'll handle it!"

Bathed in the lightning's glow, Di Nü Feng stood amidst the radiant light.

The cultivation base she had previously suppressed now surged forth like unleashed shackles.

This tremendous power rippled around her body like raging tidal waves. The moment this energy erupted,

the clouds above suddenly churned as if stirred by an invisible giant hand.

Then, a colossal palm composed entirely of lightning slowly emerged from the roiling clouds.

This enormous hand seemed capable of enveloping the entire heavens and earth.

Each finger crackled with dazzling thunder, exuding a heart-palpitating aura.

Di Nü Feng transformed into a beam of light, shooting skyward in an instant.

"..........."

The common folk in the city below were utterly terrified.

Yellow Sand Sect cultivators were rushing toward the scene in droves.

Nan Gongwan hid nearby.

The Self-Corpse Li Xuanxiao was clearly struggling against Huang Chengqian's assault.

The gap between Huang Chengqian's peak Transformation Spirit cultivation was simply too vast.

Even when Self-Corpse Li Xuanxiao summoned a hundred vengeful spirits from the Myriad Soul Banner in an instant,

Huang Chengqian merely lowered his palm, releasing three lightning-cloaked phantoms from his body.

Within three breaths, these phantoms annihilated all hundred spirits.

Huang Chengqian then reached out to grab Self-Corpse Li Xuanxiao.

At that critical moment, a sword gleam pierced through.

Huang Chengqian initially intended to shatter the sword light, but a sudden stinging pain forced him to withdraw his hand hastily.

Li Xuanxiao had arrived with his sword thrust.

He couldn't allow his self-corpse to fall into enemy hands or be destroyed.

A faint glow enveloped Li Xuanxiao as he formed sword seals with his fingers.

Huang Chengqian's figure flickered ghost-like, evading the razor-sharp sword light.

But this was merely the beginning—Li Xuanxiao's sword seals continuously transformed,

releasing successive sword beams that rained upon Huang Chengqian like a tempest.

Centered on himself, Li Xuanxiao instantly formed a sword formation.

Huang Chengqian showed slight surprise at the unexpectedly rapid formation setup,

yet his movements never slowed. Within the sword matrix, he weaved left and right with uncanny precision,

his form blending seamlessly with the flashing blades. Each dodge was perfectly timed,

narrowly avoiding fatal strikes at the last possible moment.

For a time, the entire space became a crisscrossing web of deadly sword light,

with Huang Chengqian nearly transforming into a streak of light himself.

Just as he was about to break through the formation, Huang Chengqian suddenly sensed danger behind him.

Whirling around, he unleashed a palm strike brimming with power.

Li Xuanxiao's true killing move emerged—Five Poisons Heart-Erosion Palm.

When their palms collided,

Li Xuanxiao was forced back several paces by Huang Chengqian's superior strike,

but successfully blocked his advance nonetheless.

Huang Chengqian frowned deeply at the lingering toxic qi clinging to his palm.

From afar came the mocking laughter of Self-Corpse Li Xuanxiao:

"Huang Chengqian! Didn't you want to kill me? Come on then! Your disciple Zhang Yuanying's corpse hasn't even gone cold yet!"

Huang Chengqian had indeed sensed his disciple Zhang Yuanying's life force extinguish moments earlier—

the same disciple who had recently taunted Li Xuanxiao about watching comrades die helplessly.

Now the tables had turned, and rage burned through Huang Chengqian's veins.

"Seeking death!!"

Not just Huang Chengqian—Li Xuanxiao too gave chase toward his fleeing self-corpse.

Yellow Sand City's gates slammed shut as defensive formations activated.

Self-Corpse Li Xuanxiao brandished the Myriad Soul Banner,

releasing another hundred spirits that surged toward the barrier's edges.

But Yellow Sand City's formations weren't so easily shaken.

As the self-corpse spun the banner, preparing to teleport away using its spatial properties,

swirling black mist enveloped him... only to freeze mid-rotation.

Puzzled, the self-corpse looked toward Li Xuanxiao—

the original was attempting to wrest control of the banner.

The self-corpse chuckled darkly at his counterpart.

"Watch your back."

Huang Chengqian streaked like lightning through Li Xuanxiao's body.

Watching his original self perish, the self-corpse showed no emotional reaction.

Huang Chengqian coldly declared, "You're next, Li Xuanxiao."

The supposedly dead Li Xuanxiao chuckled.

"Did a donkey kick your brain? You haven't even finished the first one."

The moment these words left his mouth, Huang Chengqian realized something was wrong.

Staring at his palm, he saw spiderweb-like black veins spreading across it.

Simultaneously, the "corpse" on the ground began transforming astonishingly—

dissolving into rapidly growing vines that wove themselves into an impenetrable cage around Huang Chengqian.

From this dense thicket erupted clouds of poisonous miasma.

Huang Chengqian's expression darkened as he recognized the lethal threat,

but before he could mobilize energy to counteract the toxins—

Two overwhelming auras attacked from both flanks!

From the right came Li Xuanxiao, sword gleaming like a specter's fang.

From the left charged the other "Li Xuanxiao"—the self-corpse—wielding the Myriad Soul Banner with menacing intent.

Huang Chengqian growled deep in his throat. His right arm became sheathed in crackling violet lightning as he clawed toward Li Xuanxiao's blade.

The collision produced metallic shrieks as sword energy condensed into molten thunder.

His left hand rapidly formed three defensive seals against the banner's wailing spirits.

The clashing energies hissed like water on hot coals, emitting noxious fumes.

Despite his peak Transformation Spirit cultivation, Huang Chengqian found himself hard-pressed against both Li Xuanxiaos.

Though their individual power paled in comparison,

their coordinated attacks frustrated his every move—fueling his mounting fury.

With a thunderous stomp that cracked the earth, Huang Chengqian's joints popped audibly.

Blue lightning arcs erupted around him, weaving into an enormous thunder array that forced both Li Xuanxiaos back several zhang.

Even at this distance, the array's terrifying power pressed against them relentlessly.

Seizing the moment, Self-Corpse Li Xuanxiao flashed before Li Xuanxiao—

offering the Myriad Soul Banner while turning his vulnerable back to his counterpart in absolute trust.

Li Xuanxiao instantly understood, grasping the banner as their combined spiritual power awakened the artifact's slumbering might.

The previously dull sigils on the banner's surface now blazed with eerie vitality,

its trembling fabric alive with writhing symbols as both Li Xuanxiaos channeled their energy into it.