199: Chapter 199 Qingyang Fire Control Technique, Forging the Heavenly Court

Inside the cave.

Liu Ling sat cross-legged. The gentle light from the moonstone illuminated his cheeks, and his fair face was lost in thought.

With a flip of his hand, a deep red scroll appeared in his palm. Feeling the faint warmth radiating from it, a hint of excitement flashed deep in his eyes.

His current cultivation technique, the Profound-Tier Low-Grade Burning Sun Technique, had been passed down by his teacher, Gu He. The Jia Ma Empire was merely a barren land, and a Profound-Tier technique was enough to incite a bloodbath.

Had Gu He not been a high-ranking Alchemist with considerable prestige, he naturally would not have obtained this Profound-Tier Burning Sun Technique.

The master had previously passed down this scroll, the Qingyang Fire Control Technique, a Heaven-Tier Low-Grade fire-attribute cultivation technique. In the Central Plains, it would be considered a sect-suppressing technique for any faction.

Hu!

Liu Ling let out a soft breath to dispel the distracting thoughts in his mind, preparing to switch his cultivation to this Qingyang Fire Control Technique.

He lowered his head to look at the deep red scroll in his hands; on its side were several mysterious ancient characters.

"Qingyang Fire Control Technique!"

Liu Ling placed the scroll against his forehead. This time, as it was a Heaven-Tier technique, he could simply read it using his soul power. With a thought, a deep red light erupted from the scroll.

A massive stream of information, like a torrent, flooded into Liu Ling's mind.

"Qingyang Fire Control Technique, a Heaven-Tier Low-Grade cultivation technique. In the path of fire control, it is the best fire-controlling technique and fire-attribute cultivation technique for anyone below the level of a Dou Sheng."

After reading the entire cultivation technique, Liu Ling was ecstatic. His original methods of manipulating flames could already be considered masterful.

Now, with this Qingyang Fire Control Technique, even without changing the grade of his own flames,

he could forcibly increase their power by more than double.

In the future, when refining pills and medicines, his efficiency would also increase several times over. He couldn't help but sigh in admiration, "It is worthy of being a Heaven-Tier technique; it is truly formidable."

With his sharp judgment, switching to this cultivation technique was not very difficult.

Hu...

He exhaled, slowly closed his eyes, and began to attempt cultivating the Qingyang Fire Control Technique according to the methods recorded on the scroll.

Not long after, a great deal of red light began to emanate from his body, and the temperature became extremely scorching.

He guided the Fighting Qi within his body to circulate along the paths of the technique. During this first execution of the Fighting Qi, he dared not be careless in the slightest, urging it forward bit by bit.

The paths were mysterious and complex; even for Liu Ling, who had extremely high cultivation experience, he dared not be careless in the slightest.

Puchi!

Suddenly, Liu Ling's eyes widened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the clothes on his chest with blood.

His complexion was somewhat pale, but a look of excitement erupted in his eyes. It was truly worthy of being a Heaven-Tier technique.

"Again!" Liu Ling said slowly, his voice filled with determination.

Just as Liu Ling was painstakingly switching his cultivation technique, in the distance, Hun Tiandi also spoke slowly, "Teacher, refine this ten-thousand year spirit dragon heavenly ganoderma first to replenish the power of your soul origin, and wait for Liu Ling to emerge from seclusion..."

"Good!" Elder Dan grabbed the spirit dragon heavenly ganoderma, an excited expression appearing on his aged face, as if, at this moment, the wrinkles on his cheeks had disappeared significantly.

Hun Tiandi turned and left, walking out of the Time Tower and heading towards the great hall where he had previously chosen his treasures...

An ancient hall, nearly a thousand zhang in size and resembling a small mountain. Compared to this ancient hall, the hall of Dan Chenzi in the Minghai Forbidden Land that Hun Tiandi had seen previously seemed small.

It was like a behemoth, creating a feeling of insignificance.

Half an hour later, Hun Tiandi finally arrived at the table again. The treasures before him had not changed at all; they were all his.

With a wave of his large sleeve, he collected them and turned to leave, because the treasure he was looking for was not here.

Before the main hall, an ancient and simple hall.

A look of shock flashed through Hun Tiandi's eyes. It was worthy of being left behind by a Dou Di; such a grand gesture was truly magnificent and imposing.

Creak!

Hun Tiandi pushed open the doors of the great hall. They creaked, as if they hadn't been opened for many years, emitting a harsh, screeching sound like rusted gears.

The interior of the great hall was ancient and simple. In the center, there was only a jade table, upon which sat a bronze treasure box, devoid of any dazzling light.

He stepped forward, approaching the jade table, his gaze falling upon the bronze treasure box.

His breathing became rapid, and his eyes flashed with excitement. The bronze treasure box was not locked. He reached out and opened it, revealing a scroll of ancient, mysterious text.

He picked up the mysterious scroll, spread it out on the jade table, but the mysterious characters were difficult to understand.

Recalling the information left behind by the Heavenly Silkworm Dou Di, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He gently clenched his palm, and a golden scroll appeared in his hand—this was the very scroll that had guided Hun Tiandi to find the ruins. He tossed it casually, and the scroll erupted with brilliant light.

Hum!

The scroll on the jade table seemed to sense it; it slowly rose into the air. The scroll and the golden scroll collided, bursting with golden divine radiance, the blinding light forcing him to close his eyes.

An incense stick of time later, the golden light converged. In the air before him appeared a scroll glowing with a pale golden light—it could also be called an imperial edict.

Hun Tiandi flicked his finger, and a wisp of Fighting Qi shot out, wrapping around the golden scroll and causing it to slowly land in his hand.

He opened the scroll, and countless dense, tiny characters radiated royal majesty. His hand trembled slightly.

On the far left of the imperial edict scroll were three large characters.

"Forging the Heavenly Court!"

The first sentence: Gather the national fortune, gather the earth's fortune, gather the heaven's fortune, gather the fortune of the world, to resist the majesty of heaven and earth, ten thousand years, ten thousand years, ten thousand times ten thousand years.

The second sentence: Establish a fortune dynasty, set up ten thousand industries, use national fortune, earth's fortune, and heaven's fortune to converge supreme fortune, break through karmic obstacles, and achieve the heavenly karmic position.

This Forging the Heavenly Court is not a cultivation technique or a Dou Technique, but in the hands of some, it surpasses countless cultivation techniques.

When the national fortune condenses to a certain degree and advances to an Imperial Dynasty, one can possess a heavenly karmic position. Hun Tiandi was destined to walk a path different from the one used to advance to Dou Di in the Fighting Qi Continent.

Hun Tiandi cultivated the peerless demonic art, the Blood Scripture. His life was destined to be a path of walking through blood, a road of blood and wind. At the same time, the karma and karmic obstacles brought by the slaughter would also entangle his destiny.

When the karma and karmic obstacles became dense to a certain degree, heaven would bring down disaster.

Back then, in order to advance to the path of Dou Di, Hun Tiandi did not hesitate to blood sacrifice the Central Plains, refine the Emperor Pill, and even slaughter the people of the Hun Clan, creating such immense heavenly karma.

Although he successfully broke through the bottleneck of a Nine-Star Dou Sheng with the help of the Emperor Pill and ascended to the Dou Di level, known as the Soul Emperor,

how could the Heavenly Dao of the Fighting Qi Continent let Hun Tiandi have his way? It drove the continent's fortune to bless the Child of Fortune, Xiao Yan, causing him to have endless opportunities in just a few decades.

He luckily obtained the inheritance of the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor and successfully advanced to Dou Di, known as the Flame Emperor.

For a thousand years, since the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor, no one else in the Fighting Qi Continent had successfully advanced to Dou Di. However, Hun Tiandi had created an endless river of blood, with infinite karma attached to his body.

Imagine, when the Heavenly Dao of a world despises you, even if you try your best, how can you be a match for someone favored by heaven and earth, someone blessed with fortune like Xiao Yan?

He was sealed in the void by the other's self-detonation of his Emperor body, accepting the refinement of the Heavenly Flame.

Fortunately, the heart of samsara broke through the void, escaping the Heavenly Flame seal, and he was reborn for a lifetime.

In this life, Hun Tiandi would not only restart his slaughter of the Fighting Qi Continent, but he would also gather infinite fortune to wash away his karma and karmic obstacles.

Karma? Fortune?

Let's see how Hun Tiandi plays with the Fighting Qi Continent in this life and once again proves the supreme position of Dou Di.

Establishing a nation and building a dynasty is not a one-man job.

Hun Tiandi had gone through untold hardships, traveling from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion to the Beast Region, just to find the inheritance of the Heavenly Silkworm Dou Di, and now he had achieved his wish.

When he left the Beast Region, it would also be the time for Hun Tiandi to slaughter all living beings and stain the sky with blood.