Within the core tomb chamber.
At Lin Xuan's urgent shout, Ling Qingzhu froze for an instant.
"You must not absorb it…"
She heard him clearly. The anxiety threading through Lin Xuan's voice made her own heart clench.
"Why can I not absorb it?"
The question had barely formed when, in the next heartbeat, Ling Qingzhu sensed the abnormality surging inside her.
A strange reaction swept through her body.
"Damnable… it is actually stirring the Primordial Yin within me… converting it into pure Yin energy—there is far too much…"
Horror flashed across her exquisite features as her expression finally turned grave. The energy contained in this Nirvana Heart was simply too extreme.
Buzz buzz buzz!
A violent surge erupted from within the azure radiance. Lin Xuan's gaze fixed upon the azure lotus as ferocious waves of energy rippled through it.
It was the power raging inside Ling Qingzhu—she could no longer contain it.
The lotus petals parted, and a trace of helpless distress appeared in her beautiful eyes.
The flawless snow-white skin visible beyond her robes gradually flushed with a delicate rose tint.
An immensely pure and potent Yin energy roared out from within her, striking the luminous curtain of the azure lotus and sending ripples across its surface.
Worthy of a Nirvana Realm powerhouse's essence… Lin Xuan marvelled inwardly. Were he to absorb such force, his body would long since have burst apart. Ling Qingzhu's resilience was truly remarkable.
Yet she was clearly suffering. Cold light flickered in her clear eyes as her slender hands danced through seals. Another powerful wave of Yuan Power erupted from her, striving to suppress the rampant pure Yin energy.
The two forces clashed fiercely, but the pure Yin power refused to be subdued.
All traces of her usual composure had vanished from Ling Qingzhu's face; unmistakable urgency now shone there.
After holding out only briefly, her own strength began to falter.
The Nirvana Heart, after all, embodied the lifelong cultivation of a Nirvana Realm expert.
No matter how peerlessly gifted Ling Qingzhu might be, she stood merely at the peak of the Creation Stage.....an insurmountable gulf separated her from the Nirvana Realm.
As the pure Yin energy fully erupted, her power was steadily forced back.
Soon, her entire figure was enveloped in an extraordinarily refined layer of pure Yin qi.
For a woman, such pure Yin qi was an incomparable treasure....an absolute supreme tonic.
Yet anything taken to excess becomes poison.
She had absorbed far too much; it was already spilling over.
If she could not disperse this overwhelming pure Yin qi and allowed it to accumulate within, it would soon ignite into pure Yin flames, incinerating her body utterly from the inside out.
Ling Qingzhu needed no explanation from Lin Xuan; she already understood her predicament.
"Shameless villain!"
Atop the azure lotus, she rose abruptly, her voice icy.
Her jade hand swept outward, unleashing a torrent of Yuan Power that coalesced into a colossal palm of energy, slamming down upon the stone coffin with devastating force.
She wished to grind the tomb master's remains to dust.
Lin Xuan swallowed hard but made no move to interfere. The tomb master truly deserved contempt....leaving such a vile trap even in death.
Fortunately, a man and a woman had entered together, allowing him to "bestow kindness."
Had only men or only women arrived—or several of the same gender without an opposite pair—the outcome would have been fatal.
At this moment, Ling Qingzhu teetered on the edge of emotional collapse.
Lin Xuan dared not provoke her further.
"Miss Qingzhu, calm your anger. The urgent matter is to find a way to neutralize this energy.
I have some pills containing pure Yang attributes...perhaps they can help."
He swiftly produced a jade bottle and tossed it toward her.
He sincerely wished to befriend this extraordinary woman.
"Thank you, Young Master Lin Xuan."
Ling Qingzhu caught the bottle hurriedly, examined its contents briefly, and found the pills of excellent quality—seventh-grade, yet rich in pure Yang energy.
Regrettably, it was a drop of water against a blazing inferno.
The faint Yang energy from the pills was instantly swallowed by the surging pure Yin force.
"My apologies. Earlier, to avoid any impropriety, I waited until you had secured the Nirvana Heart before approaching the coffin.
Only then did I notice a line of text etched into the wall… I realized the trap too late."
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