Young Master of Divine Spirit Valley
"The Holy Spirit truly lives up to his reputation as the Son of High Heaven; he can actually do such a thing!!" Zhou Tong exclaimed in amazement.
Turning the Ten Cave Heaven Divine Rings from illusion to reality has always been Zhou Tong's goal, and now it seems that the existence of the Holy Spirit can accelerate this process.
"If I'm not mistaken, perhaps after this Holy Spirit takes shape, this area will become a Blue Jade King Mine Area, producing a large amount of Blue Jade King!" Zhou Tong calculated in his mind and revealed a hint of surprise.
"Moreover... the Great Dao roared, the rules descended, and heaven and earth nurtured the Holy Spirit, but the Holy Spirit is in my world. It's as if heaven and earth are indirectly nurturing me..." A hint of joy appeared on Zhou Tong's face.
Heaven and earth nurtured the Holy Spirit, and Zhou Tong intercepted a portion of this Fortune with his Ten Cave Heaven Divine Rings. This Fortune also means that even if Zhou Tong stops cultivating in the future, he can still make progress little by little.
"However, it's a bit of a pity!" After carefully examining the Jade Spirit, Zhou Tong felt a little regretful. This Jade Spirit was still not as good as the Nine Aperture Stone Man of the Holy City, as it did not have any Immortal Material accompanying it.
This Jade Spirit was completely translucent, almost transparent, so it was clear that it had no accompanying objects.
"If I inject an Immortal Material into it, would it be considered a byproduct of its existence?"
"Hmm, it seems there's a method in later generations that involves planting Immortal Material within the bodies of geniuses, allowing them to grow alongside them. Perhaps I can create that method ahead of time?"
Thinking of this, Zhou Tong's interest was greatly piqued, and he subconsciously took out one hundred catties of Feathered Green Gold.
Only a tiny bit of the hundred-pound Feathered Green Gold was used by Zhou Tong to refine it into the shape of a sword using the True Sun Fire.
However, when he was about to insert the one-inch-long Feathered Green Gold into the Holy Spirit's body, he hesitated. Would doing so disrupt the Holy Spirit's formation? Would the process of the Heavenly Dao Laws nourishing the Holy Spirit be broken?
Zhou Tong pondered for a long time, but finally gave up.
He placed the one-inch-long Feathered Green Gold between the Holy Spirit's eyebrows, touching its surface without damaging the Holy Spirit's body.
He thought to himself, "If you truly possess a spirit, then try to integrate this sword embryo into your body! Perhaps this sword embryo can enhance your potential!"
After taking one last look at the Holy Spirit, Zhou Tong opened his eyes and looked at the Sword Lake.
The sword energy remained, but the Holy Spirit nurtured by countless sword energies had vanished.
"If I artificially nurture the Holy Spirit, perhaps I can shorten the time it takes for the Holy Spirit to be born! Can a million years be shortened to a hundred thousand years?" This thought involuntarily surfaced in Zhou Tong's mind.
Historically, there was a sacred place that nurtured the Holy Spirit, but after the Holy Spirit was born, it destroyed the sacred place that nurtured it, causing a great calamity, which was eventually quelled by the Wu Shi the Great.
Jade Pool is also nurturing the Holy Spirit, and the nurturing period is not long, no more than 100,000 years.
Although it is unknown to what extent those Holy Spirit were gestating before being taken away by the Holy Land, since they could be taken away by humans so easily, their cultivation level must not be too high, otherwise they would have rebelled long ago.
In tens of thousands of years, it may have taken hundreds of thousands of years instead of the time it should have taken!
"Should I drip some of my Hegemonic Blood into it? Perhaps it can further accelerate the formation of the Holy Spirit?" Zhou Tong was also somewhat hesitant.
This is what the Jade Pool Holy Land did: it sought out blood from people of all constitutions to feed their Holy Spirit, in order to accelerate the growth of the Holy Spirit.
But at that moment, Zhou Tong suddenly turned his head, and countless lines appeared in his eyes, as if the sun, moon Star River were floating in his gaze.
"Wang Teng is coming!" Zhou Tong said softly, as he quickly floated into the sky.
A rumbling sound echoed across the sky as a young man drove a golden ancient chariot. He was imposing and tall, with long black hair; it was Wang Teng.
The golden ancient chariot rumbled forward, its surface marked with sword and blade piercings, like an ancient imperial chariot. It exuded an awe-inspiring power, with dragons and phoenixes rising around it, their cries echoing through the heavens, and its light soaring into the sky.
In addition, there were a man and a woman traveling in the same car with him.
The man with purple eyes and hair was tall and majestic, his whole body radiating purple light, and he was incredibly heroic. He was none other than Zi Tiandu, the young master of Divine Spirit Valley. The other woman also had purple eyes and hair, and her skin was as white as jade. She was like a flawless elf. She was none other than Zi Tiandu's sister, Zi Tianfeng.
Ahead of the golden chariot, a dozen or so Primordial Beings led the way. Each of them had a fierce appearance, covered in scales, some with divine wings, and others with serpentine bodies but no legs, stirring up a cloud of demonic energy that soared into the sky.
These ancient creatures, like Demon God, also came from the Divine Spirit Valley, one of the origins of the strongest royal family in ancient times, and they were all Killing Intent.
"Who goes there, daring to block my way... It's you! Zhou Tong!!"
Suddenly, Wang Teng shouted, and the moment he opened his Martial Heavenly Eye and saw the person in front of him clearly, he was immediately shocked and revealed a deep solemnity.
Zhou Tong has already accomplished so much outside, even a king fell at his hands during this direct confrontation; his every move can influence the overall trend of the Big Dipper cultivation world, and even the arrogant Wang Teng would never underestimate such a person.
What shocked Wang Teng the most was the rumor that Zhou Tong had disappeared and his whereabouts were unknown. Some even said that he had failed to Dao Severing and ultimately perished.
But now, the other party is clearly standing right in front of him, completely unharmed.
"Wang Teng, the Northern Emperor? What a prestigious title! Even I haven't called myself an emperor, yet you dare to call yourself the Northern Emperor?" Zhou Tong said softly.
"Zhou Tong, what are you doing here?" Wang Teng asked with a serious expression.
He knew that in terms of skill level, he was definitely inferior to Zhou Tong, and he knew he would not win in a head-on battle.
"Human talent, this is not a place for you to act recklessly!" Zi Tiandu, sitting next to Wang Teng, also spoke up.
"The world has changed drastically. The Ancient Races have awakened, and the world will no longer be ruled by your human race alone. Although you are renowned among humans, you should not block our path. You..."
Before Zi Tiandu could finish speaking, Zhou Tong forcefully interrupted him.
Zhou Tong remained calmly watching Wang Teng and said, "In the struggle for the Emperor's Path, I have come here only to have a fair battle with you at the same realm! Those who are not involved, get out of my way!"
When Zhou Tong uttered the words "get out of here," his gaze shifted to Zi Tiandu, and immediately—
"Buzz!"
The Void the Great trembled; a single glance caused the heavens and earth to resonate, as if the Dao Scripture were echoing.
Between the opening and closing of its eyes, it was like a star field, unfathomable, Illusionary Destruction and reborn, a fleeting moment as if the eternal blue sky had existed for millions of years.
At the same time, an unparalleled array of divine Divine Pattern burst forth from his eyes, accompanied by divine sounds, and a hazy radiance composed of mysterious symbols suddenly descended upon Zi Tiandu.
This sight is astonishing, like a flowing Star River of stars, the rotation of the sun and moon, and the evolution of the mysteries of the universe and the starry sky through the eyes.
"Martial Heavenly Eye? How is that possible?" Wang Teng's expression changed drastically. He clearly recognized that what Zhou Tong was using was the Martial Heavenly Eye, the Martial Heavenly Eye of the Great Emperor Luangu, the same Martial Heavenly Eye as his own!
In the instant Wang Teng was stunned, Zi Tiandu had already been hit.
Zi Tiandu trembled violently, as if his body and mind had been struck by a giant hammer. His whole body crackled and popped, and he didn't know how many bones were broken. His body was like a rag doll, and he collapsed directly onto Wang Teng's chariot.
Zhou Tong acts forcefully and domineeringly, possessing an invincible aura. He does not allow anyone to go against his will, and he has already made his move while speaking.
With just a single piercing gaze, Zi Tiandu, the young master of Divine Spirit Valley, nearly perished.