Yi Tianxing observed the scene and frowned slightly but did not interfere. He sensed no danger from the interaction and felt that no harmful change would result from it. So, he turned a blind eye and simply watched.
As expected, the Wisdom Sword (慧剑) had no intention of clashing with the Godslayer Blade (斩神刀). Instead, at the moment of impact, the Wisdom Sword transformed into a wisp of smoke and eerily merged into the blade. In an instant, the Godslayer Blade burst into radiant light. Upon its surface, an image of a chubby baby appeared, its eyes gleaming with boundless wisdom, as if it could see through all illusions—a god of insight.
All weaknesses became fully visible in its eyes.
Transformation!!
The Godslayer Blade had undergone a fundamental transformation.
"The Wisdom Sword has perfectly fused with the Godslayer Blade."
Even Yi Tianxing showed a flicker of surprise. While others might not have noticed, he realized that some mysterious power beyond comprehension had facilitated a seamless and flawless fusion. The process was too smooth to be mere coincidence—it was as though he had inherited the deep reserves of strength once belonging to Bodhi Daoist (菩提道人). Even the Wisdom Sword itself seemed to contain remnants of that profound essence.
It was a bizarre feeling.
"The Godslayer Blade has ascended to become an Innate Spiritual Treasure (先天灵宝), perfectly integrating divine abilities and artifact. This new Godslayer Blade… is terrifying."
Yi Tianxing took a deep breath. The weapon had evolved into something entirely unique—functionally indistinguishable from an Innate Spiritual Treasure, yet still birthed from his own Sea of Consciousness Fate Aperture (识海命窍). It was a supreme divine weapon.
But the most terrifying part wasn't its form—it was the fusion. The Wisdom Sword's intellect had been inherited, granting the blade profound insight, an ability to detect all flaws, and peerless sharpness. In this world, there was nothing it could not cleave—a truly unstoppable force. Even Yi Tianxing felt a chill just thinking about its power. To enemies, encountering it would be unforgettable—and likely fatal.
Even more so, the Godslayer Blade could still grow stronger.
As the fusion completed, the blade returned to the edge of his Sea of Consciousness Fate Aperture and began slashing at the boundaries, causing the space to expand rapidly—tenfold in mere moments. The Sea of Consciousness grew, bringing newfound clarity to his spirit.
The Fate Aperture had completed its transformation and became stronger than ever.
In fact, it had surpassed even the Innate Yin-Yang Fate Aperture, becoming the most powerful of them all.
"Bodhi Daoist, you're truly a generous gift-giver. But the more treasure bearers like you that show up, the better. You died and fed me well—this kind of feast, the more the merrier. If you dare to come, I dare to kill."
A wave of supreme confidence radiated from Yi Tianxing's brows.
It was the confidence of someone who had killed his way to the top. Even the Bodhi Daoist had been shattered by him—what else was there to fear?
That said, Bodhi Daoist hadn't left behind much—aside from the Bodhi Tree (菩提宝树) and the Wisdom Sword. The tree had already been revived and stored in his Dantian Fate Aperture (丹田命窍). Everything had been completely harvested.
Pity the old man had died so poor—not even a spare pair of pants to his name.
All of this took mere moments. Though it sounded long, the entire battle—from beginning to end—had passed in a flash. Many were still stunned by what they had just witnessed.
Standing tall in the void, Yi Tianxing swept his gaze across the surroundings.
He slowly spoke:
"Who else dares to covet this Emperor's Life-bound Treasure?"
His voice held a provocative edge, wrapped in supreme authority and an overwhelming sense of domination. Whoever dared step forward—he would kill them without hesitation.
He had the strength—and now, the confidence—to face any foe.
In fact, he welcomed more powerhouses like the Bodhi Daoist.
After all, they were walking treasure chests.
Unfortunately, no one else dared to step out. Not everyone possessed the Bodhi Daoist's courage. Having seen the Daoist's brutal end, even the most powerful hidden cultivators chose silence. To step forward now would be suicide.
There was no other choice.
In that moment, heaven and earth fell silent.
Beneath the vast sky, Yi Tianxing stood like a true Heavenly Emperor of Unrivaled Power (无上天帝).
Invincible. Unchallenged.
After confirming no further challengers, he didn't linger. Step by step, he returned to the Imperial Palace.
This scene, however, would be forever engraved in the hearts of countless onlookers—never to be forgotten.
Huuu!!
Only after Yi Tianxing's figure fully vanished did many cultivators finally let out the breaths they'd been holding, their eyes still wide with fear.
"Who was that Bodhi Daoist? His courage was truly unimaginable. And his strength… terrifying. That Wisdom Sword alone was monstrous—if not for the Emperor, I doubt I could withstand even one strike. Just looking at it gave me chills."
"Yes… but even more fearsome was the Emperor himself. I have no idea what combat art or divine technique he used, but each strike was stronger than the last. Toward the end, his attacks were like tidal waves—unrelenting, unstoppable. His depth is unfathomable."
Hidden within the crowd, many cultivators from celestial sects were inwardly shaken. Their gazes toward the Imperial Palace were filled with deep dread.
They had truly felt the power that could suppress the heavens.
Swish!!
At that moment, Yi Tianxing returned to his meditation chamber.
The Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Pagoda (鸿蒙天帝塔) had completed its upgrade. As a Life-bound Treasure, its ascension naturally came with a powerful backflow of energy—Reinforcement (反哺). In fact, this had already started when it re-entered his body, and he had only barely kept it in check.
Now, he let go of all restraints.
Boom!!
In the next instant, a torrent of origin power surged into him. As the power of his Life-bound Treasure, this energy was the perfect supplement, boosting his cultivation, divine insight, and even his realm with terrifying speed.
The Yang God Realm (阳神境) was divided into three stages: Five Qi (五气), Chaoyuan (朝元), and Qingyun (庆云).
Five Qi referred to the understanding and refinement of one's own life essence—the five vital organs, the source of life. But forging the Five Qi was no easy task—it involved reversing postnatal essence into Innate Qi, essentially opening five vast energy seas (气海) within the chest. This was a profound elevation of life itself.
However, Yi Tianxing did not choose to advance his Qi-cultivation realm.
Comprehension of the laws of heaven and earth was the core of Qi cultivation, and he had no shortage of that. Backed by the Great Yi Dynasty, he had no fear of being outpaced by other geniuses.
So, without hesitation, he directed the incoming origin energy into his blood and flesh. His bones, skin, and muscle began to strengthen at a frenzied pace.
Strands of Law Chains (法则神链) surfaced, weaving through his body.
Most importantly, this force converged toward his heart.
Thump!
Thump!!
A thunderous heartbeat echoed. From within, three drops of divine purple-gold blood (紫金神血) pulsed. With each beat, the powerful heart quickly resumed its function, pumping a fresh flood of blood into his long-empty veins.
The newly generated blood was tinged with gold—even richer than before. It radiated noble energy, containing unparalleled strength.
As the tower's reinforcement flowed in, the origin divine blood began rapid replication, pulsing with brilliant purple-gold light.
One drop.Two drops.Three drops...
Previously, a single new drop took years to form. Now, they emerged one after another, each drop increasing the divine pressure of his bloodline. The aura of innate nobility grew heavier, more intense.
And as this happened, the surrounding Innate Vital Qi (先天元气) naturally surged into his body. A vortex formed around him, channeling endless vitality into his blood and flesh.
His blood teemed with life and strength.
The divine essence of the origin blood merged with his body. In a flash, it permeated every inch of his flesh. His physical power began to skyrocket at inhuman speed.
Clang—clang—clang—!!
From within came the sound of resounding cauldron strikes.
His physical strength exceeded fifty dragon-force—Yellow Cauldron Five Resonances (黄鼎五鸣).
Then sixty dragon-force—Yellow Cauldron Six Resonances.
Then seven.
Then eight.
Each breath saw a new leap in strength.
The Origin Divine Blood (本源真血) was the foundation of a transcendent body. With each increase, his strength soared.
One dragon-force equaled a million jin.
"This reinforcement is an unprecedented opportunity for the physical body. Indeed, the stronger the Life-bound Treasure, the greater the return after ascension. The more Origin Divine Blood, the more it empowers the body. And a stronger body can then nurture stronger blood. A perfect cycle. Marvelous."
Yi Tianxing was delighted. A stronger body meant an evolved life—a transformation of the soul.
Naturally, this brought him great joy.