Chapter 1005

While monitoring the evolution of the Zhuxian Sword, Zhang Taixuan turned his attention to the Flame of Light.

The Flame of Light, though bearing the words "Light" in its name, is not a flame derived from the Law of Light, but a flame evolved from the light of the mind.

【You have comprehended the Flame of Light; your understanding of the Primordial Spirit and of flame has increased.】

【Your Primordial Spirit's insights have merged into the various scriptures, elevating them.】

【Using the principle of the Flame of Light, you have evolved various mind-type strange flames and integrated them into the Strange Flame Codex.】

With the increase of mind-type strange flames, the Strange Flame World became more imbued with Dao rhythm, as if coming alive.

The will of heaven and earth was reviving.

Of course, this revival was controllable.

After all, Zhang Taixuan was the world's controller.

No, more accurately, he was the world's Dao, the world's will.

The will of the Strange Flame World was merely a deity under his dominion.

【Combining the power of mental evolution, your Bhadra Flower Contemplation Method has improved, reaching the Great Luo realm.】

Bhadra Flower Contemplation Method: The power of the mind can be infinite; when the Bhadra flowers bloom, the world evolves.

Once cultivated to its highest realm, a single thought can create a medium-sized world.

Of course, whether mind power or soul power, both are harder to cultivate than magic power or physical strength.

To reach the Great Luo realm through this scripture alone, one would surely endure countless hardships.

This thought flashed through Zhang Taixuan's mind, then he dismissed it entirely.

The path—he had already forged it.

As the Ancestor, he was already qualified.

Whether his successors had the perseverance to reach the path's end was none of his concern.

The Great Luo realm has never been easily attained.

To have a path at all is already a tremendous stroke of fortune.

He casually tossed it into the Shangcheng, earning nearly one hundred billion points, and sent a copy to Nie Xiaoqian.

He had not forgotten that Nie Xiaoqian walked this very path.

For his woman, he would never be stingy.

"Husband, you actually created a Great Luo realm?"

Nie Xiaoqian arrived quickly, her face filled with shock.

Zhang Taixuan smiled: "Thanks to the creation of Yang Jian's world, I might never have evolved a Great Luo realm soul technique!"

"Actually, husband, there's no need to rush," Nie Xiaoqian smiled sweetly, leaning into Zhang Taixuan's arms. "I'm only at the Heavenly Immortal realm—I still need long before reaching Jin Xian!"

Several days later.

Zhang Taixuan once again contemplated the Flame of Light.

【You have comprehended the essence of the Flame of Light; your understanding of Nüwa's creative power over heaven and earth has deepened, and your斡旋造化 Dao has grown more profound.】

He gazed at the Zhuxian Sword—it was still fusing.

He glanced again at the Flame of Light and began calculating within his mind.

The Flame of Light is a mind-fire, a fire of benevolence—it cannot merge with the Zhuxian Sword. Very well, I'll later infuse its laws into it. This flame shall go to Yang Chan.

She is the true Third Holy Mother, deeply attuned to the Flame of Light.

With a divine thought, Yang Chan, who was visiting her parents in the Earth Immortal Realm, arrived swiftly.

"Husband, has something happened?"

Since becoming a wife, Yang Chan's demeanor had grown even gentler, radiating a tenderness like flowing water.

"It's good news," Zhang Taixuan smiled, opening his palm to reveal the Flame of Light. "Look what this is."

"I feel this flame is so familiar," Yang Chan's eyes brightened.

Zhang Taixuan said: "This is the Flame of Light, and it is…"

He then recounted the origin of the Flame of Light.

Yang Chan was stunned: "This is a divine flame left by Lady Nüwa?"

"Correct. Come, I'll help you fuse it. You're at the Jin Xian realm—perfect timing to absorb it and advance further." Zhang Taixuan took Yang Chan's hand and drew her close.

Yang Chan worried: "This is a divine flame that created heaven and earth—can I really fuse it?"

"Don't underestimate your husband," Zhang Taixuan laughed, sending the Flame of Light into her body and channeling magic power to refine it.

This refinement took a month.

Though the Flame of Light was only a single ember, its essence was extremely high—Yang Chan successfully fused it, her sacred aura intensifying, as if the compassionate Holy Mother had descended.

This aura was most captivating, and Zhang Taixuan lingered over it for a long while.

"Husband, I'm leaving—I feel I'll soon break through to the Taiyi Jin Xian realm," Yang Chan blushed, half-scolding, half-delighted. "If I stay here any longer, I won't be able to focus on my cultivation."

........... Request flowers.

With that, her figure vanished from the Great Luo Heaven.

Zhang Taixuan made no effort to stop her. He turned to the Zhuxian Sword and began carving the Law of Mental Light into it.

The Zhuxian Sword was a divine weapon forged at the dawn of creation, an object of extreme malevolence. Zhang Taixuan, when evolving the mental law, would not manifest benevolent divine light, but extreme malevolence.

As this immensely malevolent aura evolved, the Zhuxian Sword's ferocious aura surged a thousandfold, its surface blazing crimson—any ordinary being who merely glanced at it would lose their soul.

Soul scattered.

Within it, the Chaotic Immortal Fire, stirred by the malevolent aura, accelerated its fusion.

Ding ding ding!

At a certain moment, the Zhuxian Sword emitted a series of clear, resonant cries, shaking all of Taixuan's realms.

Zhang Taixuan looked toward Zhuxian and saw that the flame patterns on the blade had vanished, leaving only the ancient, stone-like hilt, radiating a ferocious aura.

"Top-grade Primordial Spiritual Treasure.

After carefully sensing it, Zhang Taixuan also learned the rank of Zhuxian Sword.

With the加持 of the primordial creation artifacts from both worlds, this spiritual treasure finally ascended once more, becoming a supreme凶兵 capable of dominating a region.

"This sword is surely comparable to the Zhuxian Sword of Honghuang."

Zhang Taixuan sighed inwardly, yet felt a pang of regret, "Too bad there's only one—not a complete set of spiritual treasures. Compared to the Zhuxian Array, it falls far short."

He channeled magic power into it, subjugating and refining it.

It was also mysteriously profound.

Though Zhuxian Sword was immensely ferocious, it did not turn against its master; once refined, its ferocious aura even defended against demonic intrusions and nurtured the Primordial Spirit.

This is the mystery of mental power.

Nüwa could use mental power to cleave heaven and earth.

Zhang Taixuan inherited Nüwa's Dao; though he could not yet cleave heaven and earth, he could precisely wield this power—to strike enemies, damage their Primordial Spirit and physical forms—and to guard himself, it was

a supreme protective art.

In moments, the ferocious aura of Zhuxian Sword receded.

Zhang Taixuan gestured, and the divine weapon flew into his Immortal Platform, bathed in magic power, merging with his form and spirit—soon, it would unleash even more terrifying power.