Heavenly Tribulation Mountain, Hanging Thunder Peak.
Peals of thunder rang out from the purple, syrup-like Mysterious Resonance Liquid. On the ash-gray sword-honing platform, riddled with holes, Cinnabar Thunder's divine radiance had withdrawn within. After a year, the Dharma Sword had completed its advancement, leaping to upper-grade Foundation Establishment.
With a thought from Xu Xuan, the Dharma Sword flew to him. Its blade was pitch-black, the Heavenly Gang stars shining upon it. He immediately drew it into his Qi Sea and sank it into the Thunder Marsh, using Shock Thunder to spur its transformation.
The pitch-black blade changed, veiled in a hazy Violet Aura, its thunderous vibrations unceasing. Once it had taken on a new appearance, he raised it into the Bright White Tribulation Pool. Cinnabar Thunder transformed again, receiving the intent of tribulation and punishment, and its blade turned a radiant white.
"After passing through the transformations of my Immortal Foundation, it really does look completely different."
Xu Xuan still felt uneasy. Only after sending Cinnabar Thunder beside the White Jade Dao Altar and letting the clear qi permeate it did he feel considerably more reassured.
The Perching-Flame True Feather, the Universalizing Thunderfire Pearl, the Most High Profound Offering Scripture, and all his other possessions that could not bear the light of day were shrouded in clear qi. Concealed by the Immortal Stele's Divine Status, they could not be divined even by Purple Mansion cultivators.
He rode lightning away and entered Green Luo directly. Several spiritual peaks on its outskirts had now opened, and inner disciples could exchange Dao Merit for spiritual grounds to cultivate on.
He would be leaving in a few days. This journey would be a long one, so he needed to put everything in the abbey in order first.
Xu Xuan rode the wind above Rosy