Crackle and pop!
Yin Fire infiltrated Lu Qingfeng's crown, passing through his viscera, scorching his limbs, hair, tendons, and bones unmercifully.
Other True Immortals could only resist with Mana, extinguish it with Divine Skills, protect themselves with magical treasures, and heal with Spirit Pills. The agony they faced was indescribable, and they could barely endure, hoping to survive this tribulation.
Lu Qingfeng paid no heed.
He allowed the Yin Fire to burn him, even showing a hint of pleasure on his face. His Mana, Primordial Spirit, and flesh felt like they were soaking in a warm spring, relishing the nourishment and growing slightly stronger.
"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!"
Lu Qingfeng was overjoyed.
It should be known.
At his level, advancing further would require centuries of continuous cultivation. He accumulated experience and comprehended the Dao, and once his cultivation reached Perfection, the Earth Immortal Dao Fruit would manifest.
