Chapter 834: The Grand Dao Forge

Those huge fragments, tens of thousands of li in size, appeared and then merged into Wu Tie.

When they collapsed and merged, at that instant one could see the merit light over Wu Tie's head, covering several hundred mu, suddenly collapse, leaving only a thumb-sized cluster.

Then this tiny clump of merit light, like the seed of a towering giant tree, grew wildly and unrestrainedly. Thick as substance, the golden purple light spread rapidly, rippling and glittering, so that even ordinary mortals could see the ever-expanding, splendid purple-gold light above Wu Tie's head.

The Lotus Bud trembled violently.

At the instant the three supreme divine artifacts were utterly shattered, the golden purple light above Wu Tie's head suddenly expanded to a size of three thousand li.

At the moment the three treasures shattered, the righteous aura above Wu Tie's head expanded to a thickness of several li, like a flooding great river charging straight into the firmament, once again driving that seven-colored torrent upward and backward by three thousand li.

In a place unknown to Wu Tie, deep within the mountain gate of the Su Chao White Lotus Palace, three thunderous booms rang out, followed by dozens of chaotic noises that suddenly erupted.

"Eight-Sided Inkstone!"

"Mind Monkey Paperweight!"

"Three Talents Ruler!"

"All destroyed? Who did it? Where is the current Mountain Chief? What about Bai Su Xin?"

"Damn it, who dares to ruin my White Lotus Palace's foundation? Who is it? The dead baldy of the Red Lotus Temple? Or the ox-nose of the Green Lotus Observatory?"

"Investigate this immediately, as soon as possible, quick, quick, quick, quick!"

Wu Tie swung his fist, fiercely chopping at the seven-colored torrent falling from the sky…… Above his head, the golden purple light continued to spread slowly; within his body, a force distinct from magical power arose, continually nourishing his form, causing his body to undergo even more marvelous changes.

This is the merit power brought by those several huge fragments.

Wu Tie did not know where they came from, but they were good, harmless to Wu Tie.

Moreover, with their integration, the Lotus Bud no longer felt any lack. A vigorous vitality continually seeped from the Lotus Bud, having merged and absorbed so many good things; what was being gestated within the Lotus Bud was finally about to take shape.

Wu Tie was also quite curious, wondering what kind of heaven-shaking, earth-shaking treasure it would be.

Indeed, even the spark of Su fire brought by Feng Rong had already been swallowed by that Lotus Bud.

The golden purple light above Wu Tie's head continuously spread, gradually transforming into a vast auspicious purple-gold canopy hovering above his head. To strike Wu Tie's body, the seven-colored torrent must pierce this canopy; after passing through the canopy, the torrent's momentum was further weakened by about half.

The pressure on Wu Tie grew ever lighter, while his strength continually increased.

The Five-Colored Divine Stone continually poured immense mental power into his body; under the impetus of this mental force, Wu Tie's strength advanced by leaps and bounds.

The wise beings of the Three Kingdoms Continent, having learned from Wamu, understood the terror of this seven-colored torrent; they realized that only by Wu Tie blocking this torrent could they survive.

So they all hoped that Wu Tie, and the youths of the Wu Tribe behind him, would become ever stronger……

Strong enough to withstand this seven-colored torrent!

A single sincere thought can move heaven and earth.

Mortal belief can sometimes be immensely strong.

Thus, heaven and earth resonated, and Wu Tie secretly received a mysterious blessing; he, as well as the Wu Tribe youths behind him, were indeed continually growing stronger.

It can be said that this is due to the Ten Thousand Calamities Sutra's practice of borrowing calamities for cultivation.

But that Wu Tie and his companions could obtain the Ten Thousand Calamities Sutra, survive under such violent attacks, and continually drive the Sutra to evolve to a higher level…… it is hard to say that there is no contribution from the mental power of all beings.

A tremendous boom sounded, and a clear shaft of light shot up from Wu Tie's head, as a large lotus slowly blossomed above his head.

The lotus bud opened slightly, and the golden purple light spanning thousands of li above Wu Tie's head, like flowing water, was sucked into the bud with a soft 'whoosh'; in the snap of a finger, only a hundred-li radius of golden purple light remained above his head, while ninety-nine percent of the merit power was entirely absorbed by this lotus bud.

The seven-colored torrent howled down and slammed heavily onto the lotus bud.

A tremendous boom rang out, as if a heavenly god swung a great hammer striking red-hot divine iron on an anvil; myriad points of gold light flashed wildly, and strands of purple aura swirled chaotically.

Wu Tie was shaken to his core, his seven orifices simultaneously spewing out myriad points of fire light and large gouts of blood.

Not a drop of blood was wasted; all of it was sucked up into the Lotus Bud.

The Lotus Bud flashed with blood light all over, then violently thrust upward; the seven-colored torrent emitted a piercing crack, being shoved upward and backward three thousand li by the bud, while Wu Tie's body also jolted violently, slammed downward by this sudden impact and falling several thousand li.

The next instant, Wu Tie roared loudly as he shot up toward the sky.

The seven-colored torrent surged down with even greater ferocity, once again heavily bombarding the lotus bud.

Another tremendous boom rang out, and from within the Lotus Bud came a thunderous roar; all the treasures being smelted turned into misty spiritual clouds, enveloping a cluster of Su fire and boundless merit at the center, then spinning rapidly.

Amidst the flashing light and shadow, a vague illusion of an object flickered past.

Wu Tie's body again fell downward in flight, and the seven-colored torrent was again lifted up to a height of several thousand li.

Then Wu Tie again surged upward wildly, the seven-colored torrent again plummeted down, once more heavily striking the lotus bud.

The booming sounds continued without cease, rolling outward in waves across the void.

Wu Tie rose again and again, while the seven-colored torrent chopped down again and again.

Gradually, a vast surge of energy burst forth from within the Lotus Bud; the immense pressure of the seven-colored torrent helped the wondrous object inside the bud to fully take shape.

Wu Tie again rose into the sky, the seven-colored torrent again slashed down, when a tremendous boom was heard; the Lotus Bud atop his head suddenly burst open, layer after layer of lotus petals unfurling slowly, and a three-legged round cauldron of chaotic hue, perfectly round and smooth, rose slowly from the lotus pedestal.

The three-legged round cauldron stood ten thousand zhang high, its form ancient and simple, its lines plain yet flowing; its three legs were thick and rugged, firmly supporting the cauldron body, giving an inexplicable sense of indestructibility.

At first glance, the cauldron's chaotic-colored body appeared wholly black; a second look revealed a grayish haze, but upon closer inspection, countless hues of spiritual light seemed to tumble across its inscrutable surface like fireworks.

Three thousand radiant great stars, eighty-four thousand lesser stars dimmed by one magnitude, and tens of thousands of celestial bodies like a meteor shower swirled and danced within the cauldron; occasionally the great stars collided, causing the cauldron to burst with blinding light, accompanied by tremendous booms, while within the entrance, faintly radiating five-colored crimson flames surged upward tens of thousands of li with a 'whoosh'.

The crimson red flame, essentially Su fire, yet possessed a few extra measures of heavenly-earthly profundity and inscrutable mystery.

The temperature of this fire is extremely high, beyond Wu Tie's ability to judge or estimate.

The power of this fire is immensely great, causing Wu Tie to feel waves of palpitations, as if a mortal walking at night suddenly faced tens of thousands of evil dragons lunging forth; that primal fear rising from marrow and soul's depths could terrify an ordinary person to death.

This fire poses a deadly danger to Wu Tie.

Even a light graze would reduce Wu Tie's present cultivation and flesh to ashes, leaving not a wisp of green smoke.

The cauldron gives the feeling…… of being a self-contained realm of heaven and earth, the Great Dao perfectly complete.

Moreover, the cauldron's aura is linked with Wu Tie's, their souls fused, as if it were part of Wu Tie's own limb.

Compared to that leaping, unrestrained black sword…… the cauldron gives Wu Tie a feeling of obedience and compliance, even akin to an old yellow ox's 'honest' and 'loyal' nature.

Crimson flames shot to the heavens, and the seven-colored torrent suffered repeated setbacks.

Wherever the crimson fire passed, the seven-colored torrent frenziedly ignited; streams of murky yet immense primordial energy spread from the burned torrent, while masses of seven-colored mist surged like floodwaters, wildly flowing in all directions.

The Three Kingdoms Continent trembled.

These turbid, massive seven-colored primal energies shot out millions of li, then slowly sank to the ground.

Earlier, because the land, riddled with cracks from the disruption of the Rivers and Mountains Grand Formation, began to heal; damaged meridians frantically devoured the primal energy left after the seven-colored torrent burned, the meridians quickly repaired their injuries and continued to grow stronger.

The Three Kingdoms Continent jerked suddenly.

Looking down from high altitude, the sea around the Three Kingdoms Continent receded, the land rose, new mountains and rivers continually appeared at the continent's edge, and in just a few breaths the edge expanded outward by tens of thousands of li.

Wu Tie lifted the great furnace with one hand, treading on wind and cloud as he shot toward the sky.

Flames rose, the seven-colored torrent continually collapsing and burning; facing this furnace of boundless power, the seven-colored torrent now appeared so feeble.

"Marvelous... Grand Dao Furnace!" Wu Tie laughed aloud, giving the furnace a name as he pleased.

Inside the furnace, flames surged forth, countless sparks shooting straight to the heavens; the furnace body trembled slightly, a sense of delight entered Wu Tie's soul, and he quite liked the name.

In the boundless void, within the star formed of condensed crystal, the current supreme leader of the Heavenly Crystal Divine Clan, Xuanwu, roared hoarsely: "Increase the output... impossible, I, the Heavenly Crystal Divine Clan, cannot lose to such an ant-like wretch... no matter the origin of that damned furnace, kill him!"

The crystal star trembled slightly, the mountain-like piles of primordial crystal instantly burned to nothing; tens of thousands of Heavenly Crystal Divine Clan members sat cross-legged on the great formation at the star's core, continuously pouring their mana into the formation's core.

The crystal star burst forth with blinding light, illuminating vast expanses of the nearby pitch-black void.

Outside the hall where Xuanwu was, a noisy clamor came.

"Xuanwu, you idiot... stop quickly... this can't go on... no!"

"Xuanwu, you damned wretch... do you want to drag us all to death with you?"

Xuanwu tilted his head, stared blankly, then his whole body flashed with intense light.

"You say I'm wrong? But I don't believe it... I don't believe this Mu Dalu... they really can do anything to us."

Xuanwu recalled that previous occasion when the crystal star was attacked—back then he wanted to use a secret technique to scan the entire Mu Dalu, to find the thief who dared steal the Heavenly Crystal Divine Clan's 'honor'.

But on Mu Dalu, a giant dragon vein spontaneously activated, dealing a wild blow to the crystal star.

That strike frightened Xuanwu to the point of almost breaking into a cold sweat—fortunately, the Heavenly Crystal Divine Clan lacked such a capability.

But that time, Xuanwu also felt a great humiliation.

As a prince of the Heavenly Crystal Divine Clan, he was actually frightened into fleeing all over the place? If this were to be transmitted back to the ancestral land...

Xuanwu's face darkened, he gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Increase power, kill that wretch... moreover, let those two women who dared slay our clansmen die together!"

The crystal star hovered in the void, the seven-colored torrent grew ever fiercer.

Above Mu Dalu, layers of dim spiritual light shimmered like water ripples; a tarnished mirror entwined with dragon and phoenix flashed briefly in the light, and on its surface the silhouette of the Heavenly Crystal Divine Clan's crystal star clearly flickered.

In the next moment, on the three life fields designated as First, Second, and Third of the Nüwa Clan, a mountain peak collapsed on each.

Three huge metal coffins flew out from the collapsed mountain peaks; a tall-armed man holding a bow, a headless man wielding a great axe, and a gaunt old man grasping a wooden staff—each standing tens of thousands of feet tall—simultaneously sprang from the coffins, lifted their heads, and gazed into the void.

Bow, drawn.

Great axe, raised.

Wooden staff, glowing with a somber gray light.

In the next instant, a dazzling arrow tore through the void, shooting straight to the heavens.

A great axe the size of a mountain emitted a terrifying roar, likewise trailing a faint afterimage; in an instant it tore the void and shot into the pitch-black void.

The old man holding the wooden staff, twelve of his ribs vanished silently and without sound.

In the pitch-black void, twelve clusters of grayish-white ghostly light flickered like specters, soundlessly and motionlessly gliding through the void toward the Heavenly Crystal Divine Clan's crystal star.

In midair, Wu Tie let out a hoarse roar.

Twelve thousand and three Wu tribesmen, together with Wu Tie's entire magical power, the immense mental power of myriad billions of citizens, plus the tremendous power borrowed from the Nüwa Mother's Nüwa Clan ancestral spirit space, and the extraordinary divine power transmitted from the five-colored divine stone—all this power was poured by Wu Tie into the Grand Dao Furnace.

Three thousand large stars and eighty-four thousand small stars lit up simultaneously.

Within the Grand Dao Furnace, threads of scarlet flame vanished instantly, likewise shooting straight up along the seven-colored torrent via a space-rending teleport.

The scarlet flame burned, leapt, and sped rapidly through the void.

From within the Heavenly Crystal Divine Clan's crystal star came a piercing alarm.

Countless Heavenly Crystal Divine Clan members roared and cursed, some even directly insulting Xuanwu's parents.

"Idiot, I told you before, those damned humans on Mu Dalu still retain considerable power."

"We cannot linger too long in the void; we have already stayed here too long."

"Attack... the enemy's attack... is coming, is coming..."

"Dodge, dodge quickly!"

"Too fast... this time it came too fast."

Wu Tie was attacked by the seven-colored torrent for too long— a full quarter of an hour.

A quarter hour... enough for the giants in the three metal coffins to make sufficient preparations. They drew sufficient power from within Mu Dalu, and the attack they unleashed was both powerful and swift.

So swift that Xuanwu and the others had no time to react.

The twelve clusters of grayish-white ghostly light, like intangible things, sank into the crystal star.

The long arrow and the great axe struck the crystal star simultaneously.

The crystal star glowed all over with scarlet light, emitting a 'creak' as if a pebble kicked by a giant, then 'whoosh' it shot away.

A massive shockwave struck; within the crystal star, countless Heavenly Crystal Divine Clan members whose bodily hues were below five colors had their bodies rupture, each emitting a hysterical wail.

Immediately, strands of scarlet flame appeared out of nowhere inside the crystal star.

Tens of thousands of Heavenly Crystal Divine Clan members' bodies melted directly, turning into bright, scalding liquid that sprayed everywhere.