Chapter 741: Inheritance of Divine Art

BOOM!

The instant Li Yi stepped out of Tianyi Hall, a bolt of lightning from heaven struck him precisely.

This lightning carried ancient inheritance information; in a daze, Li Yi's heart felt pulled into a chaotic world—no sun or moon, no heaven or earth, only a colossal figure.

The giant's body flowed with silver radiance; streaks of lightning coiled around him like dragons and snakes, and a vast, primordial divine aura surged forth like a storm.

Standing within this storm, Li Yi felt utterly insignificant.

This deity was not a living being—merely a fragment of inheritance information preserved by heaven and earth; the vision before him was only a portion of that data, lacking true divine power, or else Li Yi could never have stood here unharmed.

Suddenly,

A silver line appeared on the deity's body—manifestation of bloodline power—but within the vision, this bloodline energy slithered like a serpent across his entire form, finally converging at his fist.

Then, acupoints across the giant's body ignited into brilliant points of light, like stars.

These points lit up in sequence, as if revealing some primordial technique of force manipulation.

As the giant's massive body moved, he roared to heaven and earth, thrusting a punch—his silver bloodline energy transformed into a silver spear, merging with his fist, and violently tore through the void before him.

A straight black line appeared before Li Yi's eyes.

Space shattered, as if a crack had opened in a gateway between realms—a crack wide enough to shred all things, immune to any defense against the punch's edge.

The deity's fist radiated endless destruction, as if ready to cleave this world in two, like the first axe-blow of creation, capable of severing clarity from turbidity.

And after that punch, the deity prepared to swing a second, continuing the power of the first.

But the information ended here.

As a direct bloodline descendant of the deity, Li Yi could extract only this much; to gain more inheritance, the only way was to return to the valley where the deity's bones were buried.

His form shimmered.

Li Yi awoke from the lightning's glow; his bloodline power surged, writhing like a silver serpent along his skin, ready to erupt at his will.

"Is this the divine art I've gained? A single punch that tears the void and severs heaven and earth." Li Yi drew a deep breath, his heart surging with inexplicable fervor: "But this technique has no name. Then I shall call it, Heaven-And-Earth Severance."

He wasn't well-read; after racking his brain, this was the best name he could muster.

When the lightning faded,

Several cultivation experts hovered in the air around him, stepping on auspicious clouds, gazing at Li Yi with astonishment at what they had just witnessed.

These were all the cultivation experts Li Yi had brought from the End-Era cultivation world.

After these days, they had all regained their strength; some had even reblossomed their Dao Flowers, restoring their One-Flower Realm power, though full restoration to their peak would take more time.

"A thunderbolt born of heaven and earth, carrying ancient inheritance information—unbelievable. Can the powerful of this world truly do this? Embed their inheritance into heaven and earth, enduring forever, accessible only to those with matching bloodline."

"In this world, those who inherit divine inheritance are called Divine Blood Warriors, divided into ordinary Divine Blood Warriors and direct divine blood descendants; only direct descendants can access the inheritance within their bloodline and bear children who inherit divine blood."

"I wonder—if one day a direct Divine Blood descendant grows into a deity, will they fully inherit all the previous deity's information, including memories? This is like an ancestor reborn in their descendant—so long as the bloodline endures, the ancestor never truly dies. That's why people here value offspring and reproduction."

"Is Taiyi also a direct Divine Blood descendant? No wonder he carries Dragon-Tiger power. From what I've seen, Taiyi's bare flesh alone could battle a Three-Flower Realm cultivator."

These veteran cultivators, though severely weakened, possessed unmatched experience and insight.

In less than ten days since arriving in this world, they had already grasped its fundamentals thoroughly—clearly gathering precious information through their own means.

The more they learned, the more they were stunned.

After all, even if they regained their peak strength, they were only on par with Mountain Lords—each tiered as One-Mountain Lord, Ten-Mountain Lord, Hundred-Mountain Lord, and One Divine Lord.

A Three-Flower Realm peak cultivator was merely a Ten-Mountain Lord level—strong, yes, but still vulnerable to being hunted.

The former Crimson Gold Mountain Lord, Huohuo, was a Thirty-Mountain Lord. Rumor says he was worn down to death by Xuan Yuezi and Xiang Xiangzi of the Heavenly Dao Sect, aided by other tactics.

One-on-one, the Crimson Gold Mountain Lord could easily kill a Three-Flower Realm peak cultivator.

Remember, Xuan Yuezi and Xiang Xiangzi were from major sects, famed among the Seven Immortal Maidens—their power far surpassed peers. Even together, they barely prevailed. They dared not underestimate the Mountain Lord warriors of this world.

"Venerable elders, it seems you've all recovered well." Li Yi glanced at them and smiled in greeting.

"Thanks to Taiyi, we have the chance to reclaim our former glory," said Yuan Yang Daoist, speaking with deep respect.

It wasn't just because of Li Yi's status or the Self-Sacrifice Spell—it was because Li Yi's current power commanded their absolute respect; even if they regained their former glory, they still fell short of him.

Li Yi said: "If you trust me and follow me, I won't let you down. By the way, Tian Gong Daoist—have you studied Crimson Gold? How suitable is it for forging Dao artifacts?"

Tian Gong Daoist, having shed his old body and rejuvenated into a middle-aged Daoist, exclaimed in delight: "Taiyi, Crimson Gold here is naturally forged divine material—no other materials needed. Just Crimson Gold alone can forge Crimson Gold Dao artifacts, and its life essence greatly aids the birth of spirit cores."

"This region is the Crimson Gold Mountain Range, rich in Crimson Gold veins. If Taiyi claims this land, within half a year to a year, you could possess dozens, even hundreds of Crimson Gold Dao artifacts. Old Daoist has estimated: any Dao artifact forged from Crimson Gold is certainly not inferior to inheritance Dao artifacts—indeed, it may be even stronger."

"Stronger still."

Li Yi asked: "When can you begin forging Dao artifacts? We've crossed over, and though everyone carries some magic and Dao artifacts, they've all been damaged by the End-Era and can't be used long-term. We need many Dao artifacts for protection—otherwise, we're at a disadvantage against powerful foes."

Tian Gong Daoist frowned: "Taiyi, it's not that my craftsmanship is lacking—it's that before forging Dao artifacts, I need a Dao Furnace. I come from the Dao Artifact Sect; our inheritance Dao artifacts, the Heaven-and-Earth Furnace and the Cosmos Cauldron, are now useless. I must first forge a Dao Furnace. But to forge a Dao Furnace, the greatest shortage is Dao Fire... Normally, I could rely on several comrades to condense the Three-Flame Fire for use as Dao Fire."

"But to melt Crimson Gold, Three-Flame Fire is insufficient. I need stronger Dao Fire. As for that—I have no idea yet."

"To untie a knot, find the one who tied it," said Shen Xu Daoist calmly. "How do the people of this world smelt Crimson Gold into weapons?"

Tian Gong Daoist replied: "I asked the merchant lord of Crimson Gold City. They said melting Crimson Gold requires igniting leaves from a divine tree—golden-yellow leaves, originating from Divine Wood City. But I've been busy restoring my cultivation these past few days and haven't gone to Divine Wood City to investigate."

"Divine Wood City... golden leaves..." Li Yi paused, startled.

He immediately recalled the colossal divine tree in Divine Wood City—the one said to rival the Fusang Tree, capable of cradling the great sun, astonishingly wondrous. He hadn't expected its leaves, when ignited, could melt Crimson Gold.

Truly, one thing tames another.

He then recalled Mu Tuo, the Divine Wood City warrior—no wonder he appeared at Crimson Gold Mountain. Divine Wood City had always needed Crimson Gold, and Crimson Gold Mountain Lord needed the tree leaves to smelt it.

Each side needed what the other offered, so their cooperation was close.

That's why, when Crimson Gold Mountain Lord Huohuo was about to fall, Mu Tuo from Divine Wood City had rushed out so urgently to help.

"I'll need to go to Divine Wood City. But not now. Once the elders have recovered most of their strength, we'll head there to obtain the golden leaves, ignite Dao Fire, melt Crimson Gold, and forge Crimson Gold Dao artifacts," Li Yi said.

"Taiyi, if you want to prepare thoroughly, you'll need at least a month," said Yun Feizi, the divine maiden of the Heavenly Dao Sect, arriving on auspicious clouds after overhearing their conversation.

"Is a month enough?" Li Yi asked.

"It won't fully restore you to Three-Flower Realm peak, but Two-Flower Realm is certain. Full restoration won't happen quickly, and prolonged delay might disrupt your plans," Yun Feizi considered and replied.

Li Yi agreed. He nodded: "Fine. We wait a month. Then we go to Divine Wood City. During this time, recover your strength as quickly as possible. Unless necessary, I won't disturb you, venerable elders."

"Taiyi, you're too polite—what disturbance? Serving Taiyi is our fortune," one Daoist quickly flattered.

Though it felt awkward for elderly men to speak such flattery, the others chimed in agreement.

For the first time, Li Yi truly felt the sensation of being flattered by these cultivators.

Indeed, only when one's own power is strong can one command their respect. Before, these cultivators would never have spoken so deferentially.

Soon, the cultivators dispersed, hiding across various parts of Crimson Gold Mountain, carving out caves, establishing defensive positions, each responsible for a sector, guarding Crimson Gold City and ensuring its safety.

Fortunately, the Crimson Gold Mountain Range was vast enough—even twenty cultivators each occupying a stretch of mountains left ample room.