Chapter 91

Old Madman

A million fire crows swarmed densely, crying out together, even the soul felt shaken, and those watching felt panic in their hearts; if it weren't for Lao Fengzi being here, they would have been swallowed in an instant.

Lao Fengzi's eyes shot out two divine beams, piercing through the fire crows that blocked the sky and sun, his gaze sharp, locking with those golden pupils.

After a long standoff, perhaps wary of Lao Fengzi's saintly power, they finally closed again, letting them pass.

In an instant, the pressure on Tu Fei and them suddenly vanished, leaving them much lighter; just a glance almost shattered their minds and spirits.

"Such boundless killing intent… it's too terrifying; I can't even imagine what kind of existence lies within." Li Heishui wiped a bead of cold sweat, his soot‑black face turning deathly pale.

"The true fire of the sun… surely it isn't as the Great Emperor said, that inside it has evolved into a three‑legged golden crow, right?"

Da Heigou grumbled, his black fur standing on end; if that were true, a tremendously powerful living being must already have been gestating in the cave!

Three-legged Golden Crow

Three-legged Golden Bird

Swish! As if hearing Yang Zhu's words, the pair of horrified eyes in the ancient cavern snapped open again, boundless killing intent spilling out, coldly fixing on everyone.

Lao Fengzi erupted with a powerful aura from within, shielding Yang Zhu behind him; his gaze like two silver dragons, ready to strike forth at any moment.

Black Tortoise

Yang Zhu's eyes were cold, the Nine Secrets whirring rapidly; soon the character "Jie" appeared on his forehead.

Boom! Like a deity awakening, in an instant Yang Zhu's aura surged severalfold.

Nine Great Immortal Metals

His body emanated divine radiance, countless patterns surfaced, shimmering with immortal light, the scorching golden clouds blazing brilliantly.

At the same moment, an apparition appeared: the four divine beasts—Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, Vermilion Bird—each with ninety‑nine heads, all manifesting around Yang Zhu like stars scattered across the sky.

A golden hand several hundred meters tall formed, looming over the black cliff; profound Dao patterns filled the void, and the laws of heaven and earth resonated.

As soon as it appeared, imperial might spread; all the black peaks trembled violently at that moment, as if about to burst apart.

A shrill cry! From the central ancient cavern came a mournful wail, like a ten‑thousand‑year‑old ghost, eerily chilling; no matter how he struggled, he could not break free from the seal of the Beginningless Mark.

"Imperial might… this must be the Great Emperor's scripture!" Li Heishui trembled, his eyes widening in shock.

Imperial Dao Principles

A million fire crows let out a shrill cry; before they could strike the seal, the Beginningless Mark trembled slightly, imperial might spreading, nothing able to stop it.

With a puff, tens of thousands of fire crows were blown to ashes, leaving only wisps of black smoke.

Fifth Layer of the Dao Palace

The Hun Dun Chi slowly turned, misty vapor drifting down myriad auspicious signs; the boundless chaotic essence could crush a million mountain ranges, more terrifying than the primordial qi of all things! In just a few breaths, the Hun Dun Chi swelled to several hundred meters, pressing down on this mountain ridge, its terrifying killing intent spilling forth.

Countless strands of chaotic essence permeated the air, gathering below like a vast ocean; a single thread would annihilate tens of thousands of fire crows.

"This… this is actually that material!" Da Heigou's expression turned excited, his body trembling uncontrollably; he knew the material of the Hun Dun Chi better than anyone.

Exactly like the Beginningless Bell, it is made of chaotic stone essence, a divine material rarer than the nine great immortal metals!

Beginningless Array Patterns

Lao Fengzi's eyes were deep as he murmured, "Even as a saint, I have never seen such craftsmanship—at least two kinds of immortal metal…" Ye Fan heard this, his heart shocked to the utmost, unable to help sighing inwardly at just how extravagant this was.

This is merely the first weapon embryo, yet it already contains at least two kinds of immortal metal—no wonder even an extreme Dao imperial armament would be no different.

Yang Zhu fully circulated his bloodline and the Beginningless Scripture, further bolstered by the Secret of "Jie," pushing his combat power to an astonishing level.

Even if a mighty expert arrived, he felt he could still fight one battle; with a heave, Yang Zhu lifted the entire black cliff from the ground and hurled it into the Hun Dun Chi.

At the center of the Hun Dun Chi, mist swirled, obscuring the lake's surface; all that could be heard was a soft puff as the black cliff, as tall as the heavens, sank into it.

Today I will refine you here.

Yang Zhu took a step into the high sky, finally sitting cross-legged above the Hun Dun Chi, his whole body becoming incredibly ethereal.

Splash—

Waves of tsunami emanated from the Hun Dun Chi; the sound was not loud, yet it could stir the Dao and resonate with it.

How does it feel even more overbearing than my senior…

Ye Fan smiled helplessly; Yang Zhu had too many secrets, and the longer they interacted, the more respect he felt, glad they were friends, not enemies.

Otherwise he had no doubt that Yang Zhu could slap him to death with one palm; even an ancient holy body would be useless, still not enough!

Yang Zhu's mind and spirit were ethereal; this sitting lasted five days, during which he refined the entire black mountain cliff together with all the living beings within it.

The three-legged Golden Crow possessed strength near that of a sage, yet before the Hun Dun Chi it could not stir even a ripple.

The essence of the Hun Dun Stone plus three kinds of immortal metal, further bolstered by the Wushi Bell and the Emperor's Dao principles, could not be damaged in the slightest even by a sage.

After tens of thousands of years of gestation, the three-legged Golden Crow was reborn from the true fire of the sun, possessing endless energy; refining it allowed Yang Zhu to successfully enter the fifth level of the Dao Palace.

Yang Zhu spent another four days, completing even the final statue of the Dao Palace.

After nine days, Yang Zhu slowly opened his eyes; all divine radiance retracted inward, his whole body seeming to glow, like a dream, like an illusion.

Long wait.

With a gesture from Yang Zhu, the Hun Dun Chi shrank to fist-size, hovering above his palm, and with a swipe following his arm's direction, it returned into his body.

"Didn't you go all out when you repaired Ji Haoyue back then?" Tu Fei, not knowing why, recalled this and asked curiously.

Yang Zhu did not deny it, nodded, and then led the way deeper; refining the three-legged Golden Crow was an unexpected gain, costing him some time.

They continued forward, actually passing a pond; Lao Fengzi stood still for a long time, head lowered, gazing down, his body utterly motionless.

"Don't approach; this is the Reincarnation Lake, and don't even look at it with your eyes!"

Only after a long while did Lao Fengzi shudder, stumble back, dazed, and loudly warn everyone.

Everyone immediately halted, all startled; the big black dog even barked: "Such a heaven-defying thing actually exists, able to see through one's past and future!"

Ye Fan and the others dared not approach, retreating far away, fearing even the slightest contamination.

They decisively left, without a hint of hesitation, continuing onward into the depths.

Only Yang Zhu was familiar with the Wushi spirit patterns here; he led the way, guiding everyone through one desolate land after another, finally reaching the deepest point.

(End of chapter)