Super-Sun Undergoes Tribulation

Wei Clan ancestral grounds.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes. Rather than cultivate, he entered a standby state that conserved the most spiritual power.

The turmoil of the Northern Plains had nothing to do with him.

He only needed to cultivate quietly and steadily, waiting for time to pass. Then, naturally, he would be able to set a new order for the world. There was no need to do anything else; he could simply let the affairs of the world shift and change.

Time flew by, and before he knew it, five years had passed.

Jiang Ding, on Silver Sky Island, opened his eyes.

He looked toward the sky.

Beside the several-hundred-meter-tall Solar Divine Tree, a steel behemoth floated silently. Branch after branch of the divine tree stretched over, flowing along the deck into the ship's interior, then spreading toward the spirit particle engines, radar, formations in the hull, cannon barrels, and other places.

Vast heaven-and-earth spiritual energy and Great Sun essence flowed in with every breath, refining every part of it.

After five years, the refinement was finally complete.

Of course, calling it refinement was not quite accurate. In truth, he was leaving his divine sense imprints upon every formation pattern of the super battleship, suffusing it with his will so that he could wield it as easily as his own arm. It was not like a magic treasure, where one had to painstakingly inscribe every Earthly Fiend restriction. Thus, it had taken relatively little time.

Azure branches of the divine tree withdrew one after another, retracting into the body of the Solar Divine Tree. These metallic branches possessed excellent ductility and could effortlessly extend to dozens of times their original length.

"The preliminary refinement is complete."

With a thought from Jiang Ding, he activated the Super-Sun's formations.

Bzzzz!