157: The Transformation of the Wutong Sword
Time flew by, and tens of thousands of years passed in a flash.
The Yao Race was established, and the atmosphere of the Heavenly Court was refreshed.
With the Heavenly Court as its Foundation, backed by the starry sky and overlooking the Primordial Land, its view was extremely vast.
Using the he tu luo book as a base, Dijun unified the three hundred and sixty-five Star Lords to refine the power of the Zhou Tian Star Dou day and night.
Starlight cascaded down like waterfalls, forming a brilliant ring of stars around the Heavenly Court's perimeter, with every wisp of starlight hiding murderous intent.
Taiyi, for the most part, went into seclusion deep within the Sun Star to seek a Breakthrough in his own Realm.
With the Heavenly Court's Luck added to him, his Cultivation speed increased significantly.
Furthermore, with Dijun presiding over all matters of the Yao Race, all he had to do was focus on increasing his strength.
Acting as the sharpest spear of the Heavenly Court, one strike would go straight for the enemy's vital points.
The first group of confidants who followed Dijun also worked hard for the development of the Heavenly Court.
Led by Bai Ze, ten confidants including Ying Zhao, Ji Meng, and Shang Yang were enfeoffed as the Ten Great Demon Saints, responsible for gathering the various tribes across the Primordial Land.
The Heavenly Court developed very rapidly; the myriad races of the Primordial Land moved upon hearing the news, joining the Yao Race one after another to receive the protection of the Heavenly Court.
Those Great Divine Ability Users who were originally unwilling to join the Heavenly Court also began to have intentions after seeing the momentum of its current development.
Kunpeng from the Northern Darkness also chose to join at this time, adding to the momentum of the Heavenly Court's prosperity.
With such rapid development, the Heavenly Court seemed poised to go head-to-head with the Immortal Court.
In contrast, the Immortal Court also did not stop its pace of development.
The Dragon Clan's attitude was firm, as they were unwilling to submit to the Immortal Court.
Moreover, with their deep heritage, they were truly a tough nut to crack.
The East Duke gradually lost his patience and no longer fixated on the Dragon Clan's affairs.
His gaze had to be broader; he was a man who wanted to unify the Primordial Land and achieve hegemony, so how could he stop here?
"Command the troops, attack!"
The East Duke no longer hesitated; it was time for the Primordial Land to witness the power his Immortal Court had accumulated for so long.
At this time, a certain goddess in the Phoenix Perch Valley was still diligently comprehending the Primordial Violet Qi, wanting to see through the mysteries of the Saint level as soon as possible.
But even with the Foundation for becoming a Saint, one must wait for the opportunity to become a Saint to arrive before it is possible to take that step.
After sitting in meditation for a long time with a breath of frustration in her heart, her gains were ultimately very few.
During this time, Fuxi had basically never returned.
Every time she emerged from seclusion and saw that she was the only one in the dao arena, the frustration in her heart could never be vented.
Under these circumstances, she also decided to travel through the Primordial Land.
Seeing the many stars shining in the sky, occasionally reflecting someone's figure, she suddenly grew angry and decided to run away from home.
No sooner said than done; rolling up some of her belongings with the Mountain and Rivers State Diagram, Nuwa left the Phoenix Perch Valley and headed straight for the south.
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Immortal Volcano.
Qing Wu toyed with a branch from the Fusang Divine Tree in his hand.
The warm Law of the Great Sun coming from within it appeared very friendly to him at this time.
But without any hesitation, he threw it into the great cauldron before him.
"Light the fire!"
These words were naturally spoken to Yuan Feng.
Although Qing Wu could also draw fire himself for Artifact Refining, since he had a fire-manipulating expert at home, how could he let her go to waste?
What's more, sitting side by side and refining artifacts together was also a pleasant activity.
Hearing this, Yuan Feng couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.
She felt as if she were being used as some kind of fire-starting tool.
But she didn't care too much and focused on controlling the Nanmingli Fire for the refining process.
Qing Wu smiled, brushed the dust off her red dress, and looked toward the East Sea.
He noticed some new turmoil unfolding between heaven and earth, the source of which was precisely the East Duke's Immortal Court.
Since the East Duke announced the start of operations against the Primordial Land, the Immortal Court could be said to have been in the spotlight.
Wherever the Immortal Court's army passed, auspicious light shone for ten thousand yards, and flags covered the sky.
The East Duke sat among the ten thousand immortals, with a Nine Dragon Canopy above his head and a formation of Immortal Generals behind him, his Aura like a rainbow.
Wherever he passed, those weak tribes all submitted.
The East Duke used ruthless methods, yet he was not lacking in minor shrewdness.
He suppressed rebels with thunderous methods, showing no mercy.
While letting the living beings of the Primordial Land witness the strength of the Immortal Court, he also demonstrated his determination.
At the same time, he bestowed Penglai Immortal Dew upon those who submitted to help their cultivation, establishing an image of a benevolent ruler.
He also secretly sent messengers to travel around, proclaiming the majesty of the Immortal Court so that more beings would know what kind of existence the Immortal Court was.
For a time, the Immortal Court's Luck was like a rainbow, vaguely rivaling or even suppressing the Heavenly Court.
Seeing this situation, those Loose Cultivator experts who were observing flocked to Penglai, making the Immortal Court's momentum even stronger.
Feeling the various chaotic energies and intertwined Karma in the world, Qing Wu couldn't help but shake his head.
"This East Duke is still so impatient; he can't wait to show off as soon as he sees some results."
"He's floating on cloud nine after subduing a few small tribes."
"He hasn't even settled the Dragon Clan yet, and he's already setting his sights on the entire Primordial Land. Isn't he afraid of being backstabbed by the Dragon Clan?"
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that although the East Duke was constantly expanding and subduing various tribes along the way to enhance his strength and heritage, this was merely superficial glory.
Many issues could be seen from the Dragon Clan problem.
On one hand, it showed that the Immortal Court's strength was still insufficient; after all, if they couldn't even handle the Dragon Clan, how could they talk about conquering the entire Primordial Land?
Furthermore, the fact that the Dragon Clan wasn't settled would always be a trouble for him.
The Dragon Clan could strike directly at the Penglai Immortal Island, the Foundation of the Immortal Court, at any time.
When the time comes and the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Court is off fighting elsewhere, it would be quite a joke if his own rear base were raided.
"Wutong, it's your turn!"
Hearing that Yuan Feng had finished refining that Fusang branch, Qing Wu did not hesitate and directly summoned the Li Wu Sword.
What he had to do was take some of the Law and Origin from the Fusang branch and, after refining them, supplement them into the Li Wu Sword.
The Li Wu Sword's grade was a Top Grade Innate Spirit Treasure, and in terms of power, it might not compare to supreme treasures like the God-Slaying Spear or the measuring heaven ruler.
But as a companion Spirit Treasure, Qing Wu naturally knew how to improve and enhance it.
Although it was difficult to raise its power to the level of those two supreme treasures, developing some other functions could sometimes have wonderful uses.
Qing Wu flipped his palm, and the Li Wu Sword suspended itself in front of him.
He tapped it with his fingertip, and the Fusang branch that Yuan Feng had refined immediately turned into a wisp of golden-red light, wrapping around the sword's body like a swimming dragon.
The moment the blade touched the Fusang Origin, a brilliant radiance erupted.
Qing Wu formed hand seals with both hands, continuously injecting Hunyuan Magic Power into the sword to help it digest this solar essence.
Gradually, a golden line appeared on the spine of the sword, like the morning light when the sun first rises.
Red-gold flame patterns began to flow across the sword's body.
A grain of Solar True Fire Origin condensed at the tip of the sword; although tiny, it contained the purest Law of the Great Sun.
Zheng—
With a clear and high-pitched sword hum, the Li Wu Sword completed its transformation.
The originally emerald sword body now shimmered with a golden-green light; when swung, it carried the majestic Aura of the sun patrolling the heavens.
A three-inch solar halo spontaneously formed around the sword's body, and any evil that approached would be scorched and purified.
Qing Wu stroked the sword body with satisfaction, feeling the newly born Law of the sun perfectly blending with the original Yimu dao rhyme.
Just as he was about to show it off, he discovered that Yuan Feng had already left the spot.
At the same time, she walked over leading a slightly travel-worn female immortal, who was none other than Nuwa, who had run away from home.