Chapter 982

Each demon of heaven grew stronger, more aggressive, and became solid; all demonic aura, power, and countless prayers doubled, even multiplied several times over, causing the power of the Eight-Story Pagoda to surge rapidly.

At this moment, within the Chaos Tower, a treasure tower floated in empty space, billions of dragon-shaped heavenly demons roared in rolling waves; the entire Eight-Story Pagoda sprouted scales, and atop the tower, all power and Xu Yuan Qi condensed, as if forming a precious pearl.

The power of the Eight-Story Pagoda surged wildly; at every moment, liquid Eight True Dragon Qi descended, turning this place into a true dragon realm—this magic treasure had now become a miniature Dragon Realm; merely cultivating within it for a moment could greatly extend one's lifespan, while spirit, body, and magic power all increased at an unimaginable speed.

If previously the lower-grade Dao Artifact Eight-Story Pagoda possessed the power of fifty Ancient Dragon, after this upgrade, its power exploded, reaching five hundred Ancient Dragon power—and even this five hundred Ancient Dragon power was not the limit of this mid-grade Dao Artifact; its power seemed capable of continuous growth.

If this spread, everyone would feel utter terror.

After all, a typical mid-grade Dao Artifact usually equals the power of a normal Immortal Body expert, and possessing five to ten Ancient Dragon power is already extraordinary; an Immortal Body expert who spends thousands of years refining a mid-grade Dao Artifact gains an advantage equivalent to two Immortal Body experts attacking as one—nearly invincible.

This alone is already extraordinary.

Yet now, the mid-grade Dao Artifact Eight-Story Pagoda possesses five hundred Ancient Dragon power—far exceeding the magic power of a typical Longevity Stage Three Cave Heaven expert, rivaling the combined magic power of four or five Cave Heaven experts; and because this ultimate treasure is connected to the Dragon Realm, it can even draw upon the Dragon Realm's power, allowing this mid-grade Dao Artifact to directly suppress a Cave Heaven expert.

This is outright fighting beyond one's level.

But for Fang Yu, this was a good thing—he had already wasted over a billion Pure Yang Pills refining this magic treasure, and the stronger the Eight-Story Pagoda's power, the happier he was.

Finally, after completing the refinement of the Eight-Story Pagoda, Fang Yu's body emerged from the Chaos Tower, his divine sense drifting gently toward the Panlong Star.

Beneath the Panlong Star lay further mysteries—a colossal stellar core, brimming with boundless energy.

Stellar Core!

Fang Yu's eyes could see beneath the Panlong Star a fiery sphere, as bright as a sun, several million li in diameter, radiating endless light that illuminated all directions, providing warmth and illumination to all dragon eggs hatching underground.

If this sphere appeared on the surface, it could illuminate hundreds or thousands of stars, bringing light and heat to dead outer space and enabling life to flourish.

This was the true nature of the Panlong Star.

A terrifyingly potent stellar core, its power rivaling the peak of a high-grade Dao Artifact, possibly even ascending to an ultimate-grade Dao Artifact after tens of thousands of years.

This was also why the Ancient Dragon clan chose to dwell upon this star, and why countless celestial treasures existed here—otherwise, given the difficulty of refining the Eight-Story Pagoda, it would be impossible to gather all materials in a single location.

And the Panlong Star was undoubtedly a wondrous place, a blessed land.

"If I don't claim this Panlong Star now, when will I?"

Fang Yu instantly stood upon the surface of the Panlong Star, waved his hand, and the Chaos Tower materialized in his grasp; over a billion Pure Yang Pills ignited within the Chaos Tower.

Yes—a billion Pure Yang Pills!

Fang Yu had already used over a billion Pure Yang Pills to refine the mid-grade Dao Artifact Eight-Story Pagoda, yet now he burned another billion and more in one go—this was the first time he had ever used so many Pure Yang Pills at once!

The entire Chaos Tower, infused with the power of over a billion Pure Yang Pills, erupted with unimaginable force; the Chaos Tower went berserk, soaring into the void and locking onto the entire Panlong Star.

The entire Panlong Star shuddered violently; countless layers of crust began to disintegrate—mountains, rivers, earth, lakes—all transformed into chaotic forms, being turned into the color of chaos by the Chaos Tower.

At this moment, the entire Panlong Star seemed to endure a cataclysmic disaster, everywhere collapsing, everywhere trembling.

"What is he doing? What is the Fang Yu Rourou Xianzun doing?"

Prince of the Blood Yi, who had been joyfully seizing treasures and stuffing countless ultimate-grade artifacts and even some lower-grade Dao Artifacts into his treasure pouch, suddenly felt a fierce life-or-death crisis—as if he would die in the next instant.

Then he saw above the Panlong Star a Chaos Tower emitting world-destroying power, directly targeting the entire star.

"Heavens, what treasure is that? Such terrifying power—is this Fang Yu Rourou Xianzun's ultimate secret treasure? Could this rank be the legendary ultimate-grade Dao Artifact?"

Prince of the Blood Yi trembled, torn between excitement, fear, and dread, terrified he might be silenced.

"Brother Fang Yu truly has immense resources!"

Fang Han also turned his gaze here; seeing his brother Fang Yu summoning this terrifying tower, he immediately understood his brother's intent and couldn't help but praise him.

As both watched, the entire Panlong Star shrank, shrank further, drawn into the Chaos Tower.

In empty space, a star vanished instantly.

"This is too…"

Standing in the outer void, Prince of the Blood Yi didn't know what to say.