Its True Purpose

Ju Hua was not the sort of person to hesitate indecisively. Since he had thought of a way, he would put it into practice.

"Still, every road must be walked one step at a time!" After a brief moment of thought, Ju Hua decided he would first figure out how these symbols became living beings.

Even some Celestial Immortals could awaken spiritual intelligence.

But creating life out of nothing was countless times more difficult. Take Nuwa creating the Human Race in the Three Realms: she had only accomplished it after reaching an extremely profound level in the Dao of Life.

Of course, for any Dao Lord, accomplishing this step was not difficult—much less for someone as powerful as Ju Hua.

However, Ju Hua could easily create life through other means. How to use these 108,000 special symbols to do it was something he would have to think through carefully.

Ju Hua sat cross-legged in the Immortal Abode. Before him, 108,000 symbols coalesced, but for the time being, he did nothing. He only continued to ponder.

Ju Hua sat like that for a thousand years.

While Ju Hua was completely immersed in endless deductions, a terrifying tremor suddenly erupted. In an instant, he snapped awake.

Whoosh!

Without hesitation, Ju Hua left the Immortal Abode and arrived on the high platform outside.

"Roar!"

A furious roar rang out. Ju Hua then saw the monster wielding a steel fork break through the high platform's restraints and charge straight at him.

"There's only one monster. This once-in-a-thousand-years attack is nothing!" Ju Hua thought. At the same time, he charged forward with six Myriad Spirits Swords in hand. After nearly a hundred exchanges, he had blasted the monster into dust.

As Ju Hua watched, the monster's remains were drawn into the lava by an