I Was Forced to Marry a “Trash” Cultivator, But She Turned Out to Be a Reborn Empress!

Divine Phoenix True Fire!

This was a primordial power that existed only in ancient texts—Shen Li never imagined he would witness it today.

At this moment, his heart was filled with boundless shock. The identity of the woman before him… was far more terrifying than he had ever fathomed.

But soon, Shen Li snapped out of his stupor. Seeing his stunned subordinates, he bellowed, “She is only at the Foundation Establishment stage! Don’t be afraid!”

No matter what heaven-defying abilities she possessed, she was ultimately limited by her cultivation base. Could she truly overturn the heavens?

The other cultivators quickly came to their senses. They swiftly moved into formation, merging their spiritual energy into a single radiant barrier that forcefully blocked the scorching waves of fire.

In Ye Qingxian’s eyes, golden flames flickered. With a gentle lift of her delicate hand, five chains of crimson-gold fire materialized out of thin air.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators in the vanguard abruptly froze in place. Their personal artifacts suddenly reversed direction, stabbing straight toward their own throats!

Their faces turned deathly pale as they desperately struggled against the spiraling, rebellious spiritual energy within them.

“Step back,” Ye Qingxian said softly, her fingertip lightly brushing the air.

Instantly, all five artifacts exploded.

The flying shards, upon reaching within three feet of her, suddenly halted mid-air. They transformed into molten iron, vaporizing an instant later.

Shen Li’s pupils contracted sharply.

This wasn’t telekinesis or object manipulation—it was a direct rewriting of the internal structure of the artifacts’ spiritual energy!

What a terrifying woman!

“Everyone, step aside!” Shen Li roared.

The Void Guiding Jade Pendant in his hand erupted with blinding silver light. The void suddenly twisted and deformed, nine silver streaks coiling toward Ye Qingxian from different angles like striking vipers.

Her eyes flared with golden flames. She was about to raise her hand to break free when suddenly, a sharp pain shot through the phoenix mark between her brows.

Within her body, the Divine Phoenix True Fire momentarily faltered—a situation she had never encountered before!

“The gift from Big Brother is truly effective!” Shen Li sneered. Seizing the opportunity, he bit his tongue and spurted a mouthful of refined blood onto the jade pendant.

Instantly, blood-colored runes appeared on the surface of the silver chains, completely sealing off a three-zhang radius around Ye Qingxian.

“The Void Spirit-Sealing Array?” Ye Qingxian frowned slightly, realizing her spiritual awareness had slowed by a third.

This reincarnated body still hadn’t fully adapted to the Divine Phoenix bloodline, revealing a fatal weakness under specific formations.

Seeing this, the remaining Foundation Establishment cultivators immediately seized the chance to form their own array. Using their refined blood as a catalyst, they etched countless blood-colored patterns onto the ground.

These patterns resonated with the silver chains, forming a crimson cage beneath Ye Qingxian’s feet!

“Half an hour!” Shen Li shouted fiercely. “Hurry and deal with that waste!”

Shen Quan, accompanied by several trusted followers, immediately withdrew from the fray and raced toward the Heaven-Reaching Staircase.

Ye Qingxian watched them leave. She wanted to stop them, but trapped by the Void Guiding Jade Pendant working in concert with the blood formation, she found herself unable to break free for the time being.

A look of irritation flashed across her face, and the spiritual energy within her raged uncontrollably.

“You’re not going anywhere,” Shen Li bellowed, pouring all his strength into the seal. The remaining Foundation Establishment cultivators also activated their most powerful techniques, determined to pin her down.

As Shen Xian stepped onto the first step of the staircase, the void suddenly fractured into countless tiny cracks.

Thousands upon thousands of invisible wind blades howled forth, instantly enveloping him.

His robes whipped violently in the fierce winds. The fabric was torn open in dozens of places within moments, revealing the pale golden skin beneath.

Hiss—

The first wave of wind blades slashed past, leaving over a dozen white scars on his arm.

Shen Xian frowned slightly. Even this body, tempered by the Li Fire, felt the sting.

But in an instant, the Li Fire True Seal between his brows lit up automatically, and those white scars vanished like morning dew meeting the sun.

The second wave of wind blades followed swiftly.

This time, Shen Xian neither dodged nor blocked. Instead, he spread his arms wide.

The wind blades struck his skin, creating showers of sparks but failing to leave any trace.

He suddenly chuckled softly, reaching out to grasp one of the sharpest wind blades.

That wind, capable of slicing through refined steel, became as pliable as silk between his fingers, casually kneaded into a crystal of cyan jade.

“Just this much?” Shen Xian crushed the crystal in his hand and strode forward.

The subsequent wind blades were repelled three feet away by the Li Fire aura naturally emanating from his body.

By the final ten steps, even the raging winds proactively curved around him, clearing a path. After being refined by the Li Fire, his physical body had already surpassed ordinary limits.

Shen Xian glanced back.

The scene below was gradually shrouded in mist, but he could vaguely see Ye Qingxian locked in fierce combat—apparently, she was in no immediate danger.

Relieved, he moved on to the next stage.

Here, flames surged everywhere.

The scarlet steps were like red-hot iron plates. The air was distorted by waves of heat so intense that even breathing stung the lungs.

As soon as Shen Xian stepped onto this ground, his boots sizzled. The exquisite cloud-patterned brocade instantly blackened and curled.

“A little interesting,” he murmured, kicking off his boots to step barefoot onto the scorching stones.

The moment his soles touched the blazing rock, fine golden patterns appeared on his skin—signs that the Li Fire True Seal was automatically protecting its master.

Suddenly, dozens of fire snakes burst forth from the cracks between the steps.

These flames, fiery red yet nearly white at the core, carried terrifying heat. One fire snake coiled around Shen Xian’s ankle, instantly reducing his trousers to ash and exposing the golden skin beneath.

“The temperature is sufficient,” Shen Xian noted calmly. He let the fire snake cling to him, tiny scale-like patterns emerging on his skin.

That heat, enough to melt gold and iron, now seemed to be giving him a second refining. Wherever the fire snake scorched, the golden patterns became even brighter and clearer.

Midway up the steps, an explosion erupted. A tiger entirely composed of flames leaped out.

Its claws swept forth, sending three fiery blades slashing in a triangular pattern.

Shen Xian neither dodged nor blocked, taking the blow squarely on his chest.

With a clang of metal meeting metal, the fiery blades shattered against his chest, scattering into a shower of sparks.

“All flash, no substance,” he critiqued, grabbing the tiger’s throat with his hand, his fingers sinking deep into the flames.

The next moment, the blazing beast vanished.

When Shen Xian stepped onto the final fiery step, the flames throughout the entire area suddenly ceased. All the fire snakes and fire tigers lowered their bodies, as if subjects paying homage to their king.

Until he reached the third stage.

The surroundings were already shrouded in mist, barely allowing him to see the path ahead.

The moment his bare foot touched the third-level step, a sticky, icy sensation washed over his soles.

Looking down, he saw dark green moss wrapping itself around his ankles like a living thing.

The pale golden skin, tempered by the Li Fire, began to develop green, festering spots at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“Even the Li Fire True Body can be corroded?”

Shen Xian’s brow seal flared brightly, and crimson flames flowed down his leg.

The moss let out a piercing squeal yet refused to loosen its grip. Instead, it sprayed a thick, poisonous mist. Within the mist, countless green rays as fine as hair emerged, flowing against the current of the flames, heading straight for the seal on his brow.

Shen Xian had no choice but to retreat three steps, leaving circular sores around his ankles.

He stared at the writhing moss on the steps, pondering how to pass through.

Just as he was deep in thought, movement caught his eye below.

Shen Quan, accompanied by several Foundation Establishment cultivators, finally managed to withstand the trials of wind and fire. They had caught up to the figure they had been searching for.

Though Shen Quan didn’t know why the other party had arrived here so quickly, it didn’t matter now.

Shen Quan’s eyes filled with murderous intent, a cruel smile spreading across his face.

“It ends here!”