Terran Guardian - Chapter 3381

Chapter 3362 Refining the Innate Emperor Weapon

Seeing Yan Wuxiang’s respectful and humble expression, Shen Changqing spoke calmly.

“Next, you will retreat into seclusion and devote all your energy to refining this Immortal Elixir. Then you will have a chance to achieve immortality!”

“Yes!”

Yan Wuxiang held the Immortal Elixir in both hands, his fingers trembling slightly. In his eyes, this was no longer just an elixir, but a supreme opportunity to achieve immortality.

He knew his own business.

Yan Wuxiang understood

that without a great opportunity,

breaking through to the Immortal Emperor realm in his lifetime would be his limit.

Achieving immortality would be almost impossible.

The Nine Heavens Immortal Realm is home to many Immortal Emperors, but how many powerful individuals throughout history have truly achieved that level of breakthrough?

Countless brilliant minds have ultimately failed at the crucial moment, never achieving immortality.

Now,

with the opportunity to achieve immortality before their eyes, how could Yan Wuxiang refuse?

Even if he took the Immortal Elixir, he would never be able to advance further.

But there were drawbacks.

In Yan Wuxiang’s eyes, it was nothing.

He had no chance of breaking through to the semi-saint realm, and now that he had reached this point with the help of the elixir, what was there to be dissatisfied about?

The so-called inability to break through was not a problem at all.

As Yan Wuxiang retreated with the Immortal Pill of Initiation into Sainthood, Shen Changqing’s expression returned to composure.

He had carefully considered giving Yan Wuxiang the Immortal Pill of Initiation into Sainthood .

A semi-saint!

Even the weakest semi-saint needed to be used for his own benefit.

The Heavenly Demon Holy Land was now under his command, after all. Yan Wuxiang’s increased strength was equivalent to an increase in his own strength, which would naturally play a role in the future.

Of course,

Shen Changqing could also give the elixir to Gu Zhou.

But honestly,

with Gu Zhou’s talent, he

was still far superior to Yan Wuxiang.

Regardless of the probability of him breaking through to the semi-saint realm in the future, he was at least not on par with Yan Wuxiang.

Therefore,

given such an opportunity, he might not be willing to sacrifice his future for the sake of immortality.

However—

the most important point.

Or was it because Yan Wuxiang was sufficiently obedient?

While Gu Zhou was also loyal, in Shen Changqing’s opinion, he was still somewhat inferior to Yan Wuxiang.

As for the Xuantian Dao Sect, Qingmu Qingxu and the others weren’t much more talented than Yan Wuxiang, and were also candidates for the Immortal Elixir of Sagehood.

But the problem was that

Shen Changqing’s current position within the Xuantian Dao Sect was somewhat awkward.

Ultimately,

he was merely the Master of the Dan Peak.

Taixuzi’s identity was ultimately sham.

While this move could boost the Xuantian Dao Sect’s strength, Shen Changqing wasn’t the Master. If he had to choose between the two, he’d naturally lean towards the Heavenly Demon Holy Land.   There was another reason for

this as well :   the current challenges facing the Xuantian Dao Sect weren’t particularly severe.   With several Immortal Emperors officially in charge, they were sufficient to ensure the survival of the Xuantian Dao Sect’s legacy, and the pressure on the mid-level Immortal Realm was limited.   In comparison,   the challenges facing the Heavenly Demon Holy Land were far more difficult.   The Mingguang Holy Land was particularly eager, so if they could add a semi-saint-level warrior, it would be a great advantage.   ”This is the token of the Heavenly Demon Holy Land. With this token, you may roam freely within the Heavenly Demon Holy Land, but do not cause any trouble, or I will punish you severely!”   Shen Changqing casually handed the token to Jianxu and gave him a solemn warning. Jianxu was overjoyed, but his expression soon returned to solemnity.   ”Don’t worry, Your Majesty, I will proceed with caution!”   ”Go!”   Shen Changqing waved his hand, and Jianxu respectfully withdrew.   Leaving the Immortal Palace,   Jianxu gazed at the vast world outside, a smile spreading across his face.   ”The air outside is incomparable to that of the Changsheng Immortal Palace. This feeling of freedom is truly wonderful!”   Immediately,   Jianxu took a step forward and disappeared.   Although he had only been in the Heavenly Demon Holy Land for a short time, he had some understanding of the forces there. While there were many Immortal Emperor-level warriors, aside from that Supreme, the cultivation of the others was average.   As a fortified immortal elixir from the ancient times, Jianxu’s strength at its peak was only half a step away from reaching the semi-saint realm.   Although his strength had declined significantly due to the passage of time, thanks to the nourishment of other fortified immortal elixirs, his strength had recovered considerably.   While not as strong as it was at its peak, he was only half a step away from regaining the peak of the Immortal Emperor realm.   Even without the token bestowed by Shen Changqing, Jianxu was confident he could roam freely in the Heavenly Demon Holy Land.   Moreover,   with Shen Changqing’s identity token, this was even less of a problem.   —   Elsewhere,   within the first layer of the void,   Shen Changqing sat cross-legged. Before him was an alchemy furnace emanating the aura of ancient Taoism. The Eight Trigrams   Purple Sun Furnace!   A seventh-grade innate imperial weapon!   Such a treasure.   Shen Changqing naturally intended to refine it.   As soon as his mind entered it, a vast, abyssal Dao aura erupted. Ancient power, accumulated for countless years, was like a calm ocean suddenly erupting into a raging wave, seemingly threatening to completely destroy Shen Changqing’s mind.   ”Boom!”   The mind shattered.   The residual force of this terrifying power was more than ordinary, bombarding Shen Changqing’s sea of consciousness.   But almost at the same time, the immortal light of the universe shone brightly, and a real dragon materialized from the void, each scale now clearly visible. The massive dragon head let out a deafening roar, and the supreme immortal tree supported the void of the universe. The aura of the various Daos erupted with powerful force.   Rumble!

The moment the Dao rhyme power of the Eight Trigrams Purple Yang Furnace blasted into the Celestial Universe, Shen Changqing felt his sea of consciousness vibrate and hum. The aura of eons of time weighed on him with immense pressure.

Any other Immortal Emperor would have suffered a collapse the moment such Dao rhyme power pounded into their sea of consciousness.

At best, their soul would have been severely damaged, leading to idiocy, or at worst, they would have perished instantly.

Clearly,

such an innate imperial weapon

was destined to be beyond the reach of ordinary Immortal Emperors.

Fortunately,

Shen Changqing’s soul power was formidable.

His creation of the Celestial Universe allowed him to surpass even that of other late-stage Immortal Emperors, leaving even many peak-level Immortal Emperors in a position of strength.

After all,

these Celestial Universes were built upon the foundation of top-tier innate spiritual roots, the Dao bones of innate Chaos Beasts, and the Chaos Spirit Embryos.

Innately,

the Celestial Universes Shen Changqing created were all of the highest caliber.

Therefore,

Even the terrifying Dao rhyme of the Eight Trigrams Purple Yang Furnace was undeniable, but Shen Changqing could withstand it.

Within this vast Dao rhyme, he witnessed all sorts of past events related to the Eight Trigrams Purple Yang Furnace: a supreme figure, whose face could not be seen, performing mysterious hand seals, using this furnace as a base to refine numerous elixirs.

Furthermore, the Supreme Immortal Fire, calcined for eternity, radiating a terrifying, scorching aura that seemed to reach across the river of time, threatening to completely engulf Shen Changqing.

Despite all this, Shen Changqing remained focused, silently resisting the onslaught of this Dao rhyme.

To refine such a supreme treasure, one must be able to withstand its power.

Otherwise,

leaving a soul mark within the Eight Trigrams Purple Yang Furnace would be impossible.

Time ticked by.

An unknown amount of time passed.

Shen Changqing sat cross-legged in the void, like a dead tree, motionless. If it weren’t for the flickering aura around him and the unwavering vitality of his life force, other cultivators would have seen him as if he had fallen.

One day,

the Eight Trigrams Purple Yang Furnace trembled slightly, and an inexplicable connection emerged. The terrifying Dao rhyme power instantly dissipated.

Shen Changqing opened his eyes and stretched out his hand. The Eight Trigrams Purple Yang Furnace shrank countless times and landed directly in his palm.

As an innate imperial weapon, this supreme treasure weighed millions of kilos, difficult for even ordinary Immortal Emperors to shake. But now, after being thoroughly refined, it felt as light as a feather in Shen Changqing’s hands.

“The Eight Trigrams Purple Yang Furnace, this supreme treasure has finally been successfully refined!”

Shen Changqing smiled faintly. Refining this supreme treasure was considered the most challenging of all.

If his cultivation hadn’t already reached the pinnacle of the late Immortal Emperor stage, Shen Changqing suspected his refining efforts would likely fail.

Even now,

having luckily refined the Eight Trigrams Purple Yang Furnace,

Shen Changqing could feel his sea of consciousness draining away, a long-lost sense of fatigue returning, demonstrating the immense toll refining the Eight Trigrams Purple Yang Furnace had taken.

But it was all worth it.

Only after truly refining the Eight Trigrams Purple Yang Furnace would Shen Changqing truly understand the power of such a treasure.

A seventh-grade innate imperial weapon!

Far more powerful than he had imagined.

Immediately,

Shen Changqing recovered some of the damage to his sea of consciousness and began refining the elixir.

With a flick of his hand, the palm-sized Eight Trigrams Purple Yang Furnace instantly expanded to several feet in size. Immediately, Shen Changqing summoned the Green Jade Imperial Fire and poured in the corresponding elixirs.

He activated the alchemy formula,

and the elixirs melted instantly.

Shen Changqing seemed to be divinely assisted. His previously clumsy techniques now flowed with fluidity. A Daoist aura permeated the Eight Trigrams Purple Sun Furnace, and an ancient shadowy presence emerged.

“Concentrate!”

At the final step in refining the elixir, Shen Changqing called out softly. The elixir furnace trembled, and as its lid soared into the air, several streams of light emanated.

The next moment,

these streams of light fell into Shen Changqing’s hands.

Then,

Shen Changqing opened his palm, revealing nine elixirs resting peacefully within. Although they hadn’t yet passed the elixir tribulation and completed the final stage of transformation, he could still discern the elixir’s extraordinary qualities.

“Nine elixirs!”

“Perfect!”

“Worthy of a seventh-grade Xiantian Imperial Weapon!”

Even though Shen Changqing had anticipated this, the sight of this scene still left him awestruck.

Ninth-grade elixirs!

And all of them of perfect quality!

In his years of alchemy, such a feat was rare.