Lin Xian's attainments in Source Arts were not far behind those of the Netherworld Emperor in his day. With the slightest move, he had reached the limit of an earthly Emperor Formation. There were no complex hand seals, only a wisp of Source energy tearing through the air, weaving together Immortal Dao runes.
Myriad dragons roared, imperial energy surged, and endless earth veins poured forth, nourishing the Saint Spirit and shaping the realm of Great Perfection. Laws shone brilliantly, the Great Dao responded, and boundless phenomena descended. At times, they became an Azure Phoenix spreading its wings; at times, a Qilin treading upon clouds—until they finally formed a heavenly pillar that shot into the sky.
"I am the immortal emperor of the Central Plains!"
The Dragon Vein Saint Spirit shouted and charged into the Immortal Altar. His stone embryo reached completion, standing at the peak of the Nine Heavens, crystal-clear and translucent, like a Divine Spirit descending into the world.
Every Saint Spirit was a uniquely blessed existence, nurtured by Empyrean's fortune over millions of years and born with immense divine abilities.
Once they descended into the world, they were Supreme Beings. With even slight cultivation, they could ascend to the pinnacle of the human path and be called Great Emperors.
Amid the surging imperial energy, the true body of the Central Plains Saint Spirit finally appeared. It was actually a piece of Dragon Vein Jade Marrow, evolved from the essence of a million earth veins in the Central Plains. Its Nine Apertures had gained sentience, and it had cultivated the Dao.
"Could all beings with Nine Apertures gain immortality?"
Lin Xian silently watched this transformation, pondering the fusion of the Dharma Body path and the Secret Realm Method. Perhaps he could begin with artificial Saint Spirits.
The Five Great