Chapter 67

Jiang Xuan's entire body was bathed in divine radiance, emitting dazzling light; this was the fusion of the Hundred Meridians Treasure Refining Art and the Refining System, his refining ability becoming even more terrifying, the ownerless Flying Immortal Power continuously being expelled, his injuries developing in a good direction.

"Can try fusing the Li Fire Divine Furnace now."

Sensing the Li Fire Divine Furnace blazing within his abdomen, Jiang Xuan took a deep breath, his whole being's mind and spirit completely sinking into it.

Jiang Xuan closed his eyes, every inch of texture on the Li Fire Divine Furnace reflected into Jiang Xuan's mind; after an unknown duration, the Eight Trigrams Furnace surged with a devouring force, Dao Fire rose, the Li Fire Divine Furnace gradually approaching and fusing with the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

The fusion speed was very slow, barely perceptible, but it was real, tangible progress; naturally, the quality of Jiang Xuan's Eight Trigrams Furnace obtained a trace of improvement.

The outside world!

All birds and beasts in the mountains seemed to sense something, suddenly scattering in all directions to flee.

Before the numerous birds and beasts could have any reaction, suddenly, fire light soared to the sky all around the entire great mountain, dyeing the sky completely red.

The dome of heaven seemed to have caught fire.

The next moment, nine Immortal Phoenix phantoms appeared in the high heavens, lifelike; their phoenix wings were incomparably sharp, emitting indestructible patterns, as if there was nothing in the world the phoenix wings could not slash and destroy.

Every mouthful of flame from them, every phoenix cry, seemed to contain the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

The nine phoenix phantoms chased and frolicked with each other, spreading wings in the high sky, like auspicious omens descending from heaven, outlining a dreamy, ethereal scroll. The nine phoenixes soared in a peculiar trajectory; viewed from below, it was precisely the shape of a bronze furnace.

The nine phoenixes slowly stabilized in a peculiar posture, actually forming a Glass Bronze Furnace.

Jiang Xuan opened his mouth and spat out, an Eight Trigrams Furnace traversing the sky, three legs suspended, two ears symmetrical, broad at the top and tapering at the bottom; this was not a physical entity, but the manifestation of Jiang Xuan's Dao, the furnace body trembled, the power of heaven, earth, mountains, marshes, water, fire, wind, and thunder surged, spreading toward the Glass Bronze Furnace.

On the Nameless High Mountain, the Eight Trigrams Furnace phantom floated above Jiang Xuan's head, the Bagua Diagram rotating, marvelous beyond compare, as if interpreting the most profound ultimate principles of the universe.

Within Jiang Xuan's body, as the Li Fire Divine Furnace initially fused into the abdominal Eight Trigrams Furnace, his magic power became increasingly vast, his insight into all things of heaven and earth also becoming increasingly profound; this was the improvement of the Magic Treasure's quality driving his understanding of the Dao.

In the past, his use of the Eight Trigrams Furnace was all about condensing the Heaven and Earth Furnace to suppress with momentum, to confront enemies with boundless flames; this Heaven and Earth Furnace, as a derivative divine ability of the Eight Trigrams Furnace, could far from fully manifest the Eight Trigrams Furnace's marvels, his use of it was too superficial.

The profundity of the Eight Trigrams Furnace lies not only in flames and momentum; all matters and things of heaven and earth are within the Eight Trigrams, all Dao and Principle are nurtured within, flames are merely a manifestation, all things that have not transcended the universe are within the Eight Trigrams.

Even the Li Fire Divine Furnace is merely higher in grade than his current Eight Trigrams Furnace; whether in conception or marvelousness, it is far from comparable to the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

Thoughts flowing, the Eight Trigrams Furnace and Li Fire Divine Furnace phantoms in the high sky all dispersed.

"Should thoroughly expel the Flying Immortal Power within the body now."

Jiang Xuan sat in meditation in the Void, the Eight Trigrams Furnace within his body operating, Dao Fire rushing toward the Five Viscera and Six Bowels, the Eight Extraordinary Meridians; the originally stable-as-Mount-Tai Flying Immortal Power retreated step by step, the expulsion speed unknown how many times faster than before.

Waving a hand, a beam of light from the Great Sun in the dome of heaven shot down, shining on Jiang Xuan, adding another share of power; waving a hand again, the Void shattered, lightning snakes danced wildly, dense electric snakes entered the top of Jiang Xuan's head, instantly absorbed and refined, attacking the Flying Immortal Power.

The power of mountains and rivers, the power of grass and trees, the power of moonlight, even the power of death buried beneath the great earth... nearly endless power gathered on Jiang Xuan, all refined, overwhelmingly killing toward the Flying Immortal Power.

Two massive forces, one internal and one external, vast and mighty; Jiang Xuan guided them with the Eight Trigrams Furnace, instantly all these forces followed ancient laws and fused, transforming into the power to drive out the Flying Immortal Power.

Boom!

In Jiang Xuan's Five Viscera and Six Bowels, between his whole body's bones and blood vessels, the previously maggot-on-the-bone Flying Immortal Power instantly all turned into green smoke; the next moment, Jiang Xuan's body emitted immeasurable light, exuding an eternal, everlasting rhyme flavor, the whole person appearing even more like an Ancient Era Exiled Immortal walking the mortal dust, his entire body emitting a clear fragrance.

Hu!

Under the baptism of the Eight Trigrams Furnace, amid the tempering of the natural power of heaven and earth, Jiang Xuan's physical body became even more solid, his magic power also incomparably thick, completely not inferior to the previous Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe; he was confident, if he encountered the Yaoguang Shengzi again, no need for a desperate battle, one punch would suffice, one sword to take the head.

At this moment, no one of the Young Generation could catch up to him, comparable to Great Figures, in any Holy Land of the Zhe Tian Jie he could be a guest of honor; with Great Powers not emerging, no one could pose a danger to him.

This was still only the initial refining and fusion of the Li Fire Divine Furnace, only able to exert a trace of power; if he waited until completely refined, sweeping across Beidou would be merely trivial.

"The Hundred Meridians Treasure Refining Art's help to me is really too great; this technique is quite extraordinary, the most important thing is it complements my Refining System, allowing my Eight Trigrams Furnace the possibility of refining things far beyond my own power; although very, very slow, this thread of possibility can let me not be troubled by bottlenecks."

"Countless cultivators are trapped in a certain realm for life unable to break through; no matter how many cultivation resources, no matter how powerful the Magic Treasure, cannot help them break through the bottleneck; but I only need to obtain an item whose essence is higher than mine, and I have infinite possibilities."

If he obtained an Emperor Weapon, an Immortal Weapon, even an Immortal Emperor Weapon... Jiang Xuan shook his head, throwing these unrealistic thoughts to the back of his mind.

Stepping from the dome of heaven, Jiang Xuan's mood was excellent, injuries healed and further progress made; he prepared to take a look at the Fengyun World before leaving.

Wandering aimlessly above the cloud layers, looking down at the ground from thousands of zhang high sky, crowds bustling, busy running about for life; this is the most ordinary Fate Cultivation Trajectory of ordinary people, not knowing how big the world is, not knowing how high the sky is, how deep the sea is, immersed in their own three meals a day; within this there is happiness, there is depression.

Jiang Xuan walked, watched, unknowingly arriving above the Tianxia Association.

In the very center of the Tianxia Association Martial Arts Field, a statue cast entirely in golden body, posture tall and straight, features three-dimensional, eyes looking into the distance, seemingly having the ambition to encompass the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands; looking closely, whether features or silhouette, both were extremely similar to Jiang Xuan.

At this moment Duan Lang sat high on the Helmsman's throne, high-spirited, listening to subordinates reporting below; Nie Feng was in a pavilion on the back mountain of the Tianxia Association with a bright young woman drinking tea and playing the zither, this woman was precisely Mingyue; Bu Jingyun was practicing sword under a waterfall, a yellow-clad pretty maid presenting a towel to wipe sweat.

Nodding slightly, the three people walked toward trajectories completely different from the original trajectories, no more misunderstandings and regrets, all wishes fulfilled.

Flicking a finger, three threads of crimson light flew from fingertips, instantly entering the three people's glabellas.

Immortal Trapping Sword Intent!

Yet it was not to kill the three people, but to bestow upon the three people a thread of opportunity; tempered by the Immortal Trapping Sword Intent, the three people's martial Dao would surely advance by leaps and bounds; this is a peerless opportunity, more ferocious than the original Top Ten Martial Arts in Lingyun Grotto, the Twelve Mysterious Yin Swords in the Sword World and the like.

Duan Lang startled violently, about to defend, but discovered this incomparably sharp Sword Intent did not cause him the slightest harm, but instead coiled in his mind and spirit continuously tempering his True Qi and martial intent; over time, greatly shortening the time for him to advance to the Martial Arts Myth Realm.

(Chapter End)