Awakening of Divine Mark Purple Gold

The nourishment generated by the second Reincarnation Seal quickly disappeared.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, flames surged and countless symbols converged, forming a vast, undulating ocean that swept in. These were the runes of the True Dragon, the Immortal Phoenix, the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, the Kunpeng, the Kirin, and the Thunder Emperor.

The Divine Form, which had been mostly fused within the cauldron, suddenly exploded. The runes transformed into flames, burning fiercely, as intense as the sun and moon exploding, as beautiful as Phoenix Nirvana from the ashes, its blood staining the starry sky, its first sound ringing out!

"Puff!!"

Zhou Tong's face turned pale, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The fusion of Divine Form is becoming increasingly difficult; I have only achieved a majority of it so far, and the path ahead will be even more challenging. The moment the power of the Reincarnation Seal fades, the entire fusion will immediately fail.

If everything ultimately fails, Zhou Tong will have completely lost the strongest talent of the Hegemon Body – Divine Form!

"The third Reincarnation Seal, sacrifice!"

Zhou Tong then offered up his third Reincarnation Seal once again.

"Boom!!"

The third Reincarnation Seal transformed into radiant light, continuously nourishing the exploded runes and Divine Form. As if time were flowing backward, everything progressed step by step under the nourishment of the Reincarnation Seal, merging more and more smoothly.

When the entire process was 90% complete, Zhou Tong immediately stopped.

The fused Divine Form, carrying streams of Immortal Qi, transformed into a ball of essence, energy, and spirit, soaring into the sky and becoming wisps of misty light that quickly entered Zhou Tong's body.

"No, if we continue, we're bound to fail!" Zhou Tong silently sensed this in his heart, and then a trace of regret flashed through his mind.

Although the Reincarnation Seal is insufficient, as long as the Reincarnation Mirror is still there and the Divine Emperor Scripture can still be practiced, he can still cultivate the Reincarnation Seal; moreover, it seems that he can still cultivate two Reincarnation Seal, which is enough to complete the final transformation.

But the real key issue now is that the Dao Fire and the Karma Fire are insufficient.

By hiding himself on the Ancient Path to Immortality, even if those outside hate him, that hatred will gradually fade over time. This is one of the reasons why the Karma Fire weakens; no one is born for hatred.

As for the Dao Fire.

The Dao Fire formed by the imprints of hundreds of sages was indeed extremely terrifying, but as Zhou Tong progressed in fusing his Divine Form, the power of this Dao Fire gradually diminished, making it difficult to further promote his growth.

"If we're going to cause trouble, we have to go out and do something. At the very least, we need to show our faces in front of those holy sites and reignite the Karma Fire."

"As for the Dao Fire, with this gradually becoming spiritually connected Hegemonic Bell, I don't need to worry too much..." Zhou Tong looked at his Hegemonic Bell and a smile appeared on his face.

It's just the mark of a saint, Saint King, or Great Sage. As long as I further refine the Hegemonic Bell and rely on the power of the Divine Mark Purple Gold, I can easily obtain hundreds more marks.

Zhou Tong closed his eyes and quietly used his mind and the Immortal Qi that had been generated earlier to refine the Hegemonic Bell.

As the ritual was performed, a hint of joy gradually appeared on Zhou Tong's face.

The rising sun shines brightly. The river emerges from its hidden source, cascading into a vast ocean. A dragon rises from the abyss, its scales and claws flashing. A young Tiger Roar in the valley, terrifying all beasts. An eagle tests its wings, stirring up dust and wind. A wondrous flower begins to bloom, resplendent and magnificent...

That is the joy of life, the emotion of life!

He could feel his Hegemonic Bell gradually "awakening," and the ultimate mystery of the Divine Mark Purple Gold was slowly reviving. His soul merged with the Hegemonic Bell's, and he could clearly feel that supreme life force.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"...

The Hegemonic Bell, its Dao Sound shaking people's hearts and giving Zhou Tong a strange feeling.

That wave of light was like a great sun, with boundless spring light; it was also like a crescent moon, with endless gentle light; it was even more like the mountains and rivers of the world, and the flowing tides of the sea.

All of this combined seems to depict a scene of life growing in nature: the mountains, the sea, the tides, the sunlight, the moonlight, everywhere is full of vitality and prosperity.

This is a painting of life.

During this refining process, the Hegemonic Bell became crystal clear, its entire body flowing with celestial light and radiating auspicious colors. Every painting on the bell's surface became beautiful stripes, giving it a realistic texture and vitality.

At this point, the initial refining of the Hegemonic Bell was completed, and Zhou Tong opened his eyes.

"This kind of refining takes three months?" Zhou Tong opened his eyes, his gaze calm yet profound.

Over these three months, his mind and spirit became completely one with his own bell, feeling the gradually reviving mysteries and aura of the Divine Mark Purple Gold, and experiencing the joy of life coming from nothing.

In that instant, it was as if he had cleansed himself of all his Killing Intent, becoming purer and radiating vitality.

Moreover, the imperial scriptures he himself cultivated and knew also transformed into imprints that appeared on the Hegemonic Bell. Now, a scene of all emperors revering him appeared on his Hegemonic Bell.

Moreover, the hundreds of sage imprints he had obtained in the Primordial Battlefield began to emit faint sounds, as if Dao Scripture were resounding.

These are scriptures transformed from the great Dao of those sages. Having initially awakened the profound mysteries of the Divine Mark Purple Gold, he is already able to utilize the mysteries of Immortal Metal to extract endless scriptures from those imprints.

Ancient sages transformed into paintings, living, traveling, and discussing the Dao on the patterns on the surface of the Hegemonic Bell, creating a scene of Immortal Domain where True Immortal Realm attained enlightenment.

"All emperors revere this place, and the Immortal Domain is a sight to behold. These scenes certainly live up to the name of my Hegemonic Bell!" Zhou Tong nodded slightly.

This change was exactly what he wanted.

"However, before causing trouble, I do have something I can make use of!" Zhou Tong casually grabbed something, and the Ancient Heavenly Court's scepter appeared in his palm. It was extremely dark and sinister, like a supreme divine treasure that suppressed the Netherworld.

The Vajra Ring trembled slightly, and a beam of Seven-Colored Divine Light immediately landed on the scepter—

"Om-long!"

The Heavenly Court Scepter erupted violently, its Killing Intent surging like the sea, its terrifying divine power shaking heaven and earth!

Beams of light, carrying overwhelming Killing Intent, erupted from the scepter.

This is the Assassin Saint, the Assassin Saint of the Ancient Heavenly Court.

There were a total of seventeen Assassin Saint!

Moreover, he was Great Sage- level Assassin Saint!

This scepter is a secret treasure of the Ancient Heavenly Court. Each Lord of the Heavenly Court dedicated everything to this scepter at the end of their reign.

This scepter contains the Assassin Saint of seventeen Great Sage!

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"...

Zhou Tong's Hegemonic Bell vibrated continuously, and ripples swept across these illusory figures of the Assassin Saint; the unique purple light of the Divine Mark Purple Gold was hazy, and mysterious scratches began to slowly appear on the Hegemonic Bell.

At the same time, Zhou Tong also gradually began to understand the Great Dao of these seventeen Assassin Saint through these scratches.

For a full month, Zhong Hegemonic Bell's body was covered by seventeen humanoid phantoms. These were the law imprints of the seventeen Assassin Saint of the Ancient Heavenly Court.

"Not enough. Seventeen Assassin Saint are still not enough! We need at least several hundred, or even a thousand, Saintly Imprints." Zhou Tong said softly.

Among all the saintly marks in that ancient battlefield, there were 498 Saint Imprint, 174 Saint King marks, 61 Great Sage marks, and even 12 Quasi-Emperor marks.

There are a total of 745 imprints.

It is precisely because of these numerous imprints that the place was able to trigger the strongest Heavenly Tribulation and forge a true Imperial Weapon even without anyone attaining enlightenment.

Compared to the marks of those saints, the marks of these seventeen Assassin Saint are far too few, a drop in the ocean.

"I need to go out and cause some trouble..." Zhou Tong stood up, Vajra Ring transformed into a Seven-Colored Divine Light and entered his body.