Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

With Ling Chuxi's current cultivation level, this extreme Yin cold Qi naturally would not cause her any harm. On the contrary, her meridians and muscles had become stronger and tougher under the cleansing of the cold Qi, and the five elements energy had also become purer and more condensed.

One could imagine that once she survived the spiritual lightning baptism, her strength would have a qualitative increase.

This was still secondary. The most important thing was that Ling Chuxi could sense that within the seal, a vigorous vitality was quietly being emitted, like a seed sprouting. Within it, there was also an endless amount of energy that was one with the heavens and earth.

Looking inside, he saw a patch of green swaying gently, like a sapling that had just broken out of the soil, but it also contained the endless energy of heaven and earth. The entire primal universe used this sapling as a medium and was closely connected to Ling Chuxi. The spiritual Qi that was full of vitality formed a complete cycle between the universe, the sapling, and her. Although it was weak, it was endless.

Spirit root! Ling Chuxi finally understood. This was the spiritual root. It was also the essential difference between a Sage level master and a Grandmaster level master in the Tianyu region. Although the spiritual Root's current function was very limited, it would continue to grow. When one's cultivation reached a certain realm, if one did not develop a spiritual root, then it would be difficult for one's strength to advance any further.

Therefore, although the cultivators from other planes had a great advantage over the cultivators in the Qing-Yun realm at the beginning of the Saint realm, after they reached the monarch realm, they would still use the spirit lightning to cultivate their spirit root.

Another bolt of spiritual lightning fell and Ling Chuxi's body trembled violently. It was as if even her internal organs had been shattered. She spat out a large mouthful of blood, but her heart was wild with joy.

Just as the spiritual lightning struck, the seal was finally broken. As the extreme cold energy surged out, the spiritual root finally broke free from its shackles and became clearer.

Pure wood elemental Yuan Qi gushed out like a clear spring and poured into her meridians, fusing with the five elemental Yuan Qi. It turned out that this was her hidden innate wood spiritual root. No wonder she had not been able to find its existence before this. During the test, she had also tested for first-grade wood-type spiritual Qi. It turned out that it was hidden in a seal. Ling Chuxi finally came to a realization.

Boom, boom, boom ... There were a total of 18 bolts of 29 spiritual lightning. The remaining bolts of spiritual lightning fell one after another, filled with a destructive aura as they barged into Ling Chuxi's meridians and Qi sea.

The wood spiritual root, which had just broken free from its shackles, also became dispirited.

Not good! Ling Chuxi's face turned pale with shock. The power of the spiritual lightning this time was too great. If this continued, even the wood spirit root would not be able to withstand it.

If the spirit lightning did not form the spirit root, he could wait for the next time. However, if the spirit root that had been formed was destroyed, there would definitely be no next time.

Ling Chuxi did not even care about her own safety. She used all her strength to activate the five elements vital Qi to protect the wood spirit root and resist the destructive power of the lightning.

Blood mist filled the air, and strange red colors appeared among the rocks and dust that were scattered by the spiritual lightning.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Feng lengsong's mouth. This was also the first time he had seen such a powerful and terrifying spiritual lightning. Even the power of spiritual lightning that had been promoted to the sage level could not be compared with it. Ling Chuxi was definitely in trouble this time.

"13,14,15 ..." Zi Yin clenched her fists tightly as she stared unblinkingly at the high platform. She counted in a low voice. There were only three more to go. As long as she could hold on for a little longer, Ling Chuxi would be able to survive the baptism of the spiritual lightning.