Taiyin and Taiyang

After a year of cultivation, he had crossed four minor realms in succession and entered the Other Shore, the final minor realm of the Sea of Bitterness secret realm.

If word of this cultivation speed spread, it would shake the entire Ziwei Ancient Star three times over. Many Great Emperors had never shown such promise in their youth. Did this mean the child's potential at this age surpassed that of some Great Emperors?

Then he truly had the makings of a Great Emperor!

Having entered the Other Shore, Li Wangxian did not immediately emerge from seclusion. He needed to consolidate his realm.

He did not expect to reach the great perfection of the Other Shore and undergo a transformation like a butterfly breaking free of its cocoon. After all, he had only just entered this realm and still needed more time to build his foundation.

Then he silently recited the ancient scripture again, sinking into stillness for another ten days before finally awakening fully. This cultivation session was complete, and his current Other Shore Realm was thoroughly stabilized. His cultivation had even advanced another measure despite himself.

"Having reached this point, I should stop cultivating for now and forge an artifact!"

After stopping his cultivation, Li Wangxian had a thought and extended his divine sense into his Sea of Bitterness. Yin and Yang Qi now rose above the black Bitter Sea, with countless Divine Patterns coiling beside them-roughly a thousand in all.

Each "Divine Pattern" resembled a chain of divine iron, coiling above Li Wangxian's black Bitter Sea. These were their primordial forms, condensed from vital essence.

Cultivators could refine "Divine Patterns" into various shapes, such as throwing knives or daggers, and send them out of their bodies to kill enemies. This was more effective than using simple "Divine Patterns."

Some would spend considerable time and effort refining their primordial "Divine Patterns" into flying swords, small shields, divine halberds, and the like. These were easier to control and considerably more powerful in battle.

A rare few, undaunted by complexity and profound mysteries, would repeatedly temper their "Divine Patterns," refining them into cauldrons, bells, pagodas, and other forms capable of unleashing all manner of mysterious powers.

Legend held that the "artifacts" an exceedingly small number of cultivators refined from "Divine Patterns" might undergo unexpected changes in the later stages, weaving "traces of the Dao" within themselves and gaining unfathomable power.

Of course, the chances were exceedingly slim. Only extraordinarily gifted and immensely powerful cultivators might encounter such fortune.

Past experience suggested that the more intricate and profound an "artifact" refined from primordial "Divine Patterns" was, the greater its power.

Relatively speaking, "cauldrons," "bells," "pagodas," and similar forms offered a slightly greater chance of weaving "traces of the Dao" within themselves.

Of course, the more complex an "artifact" was, the harder it was to give it form. Even endless effort and time might fail to produce so much as an outline, leaving all those years squandered.

Moreover, even if one succeeded by a stroke of luck, arduous cultivation into the later stages might still yield no reward.

After all, the hope of producing "traces of the Dao" was far too remote. For most cultivators, it was merely a legend, something belonging only to a rare handful of astonishing talents.

Tempering primordial "Divine Patterns" into an "artifact" was extremely important to cultivators. Everyone took it seriously, for it formed the foundation of their future ability to "command objects."

According to the scripture, each of the four realms-Bitter Sea, Life Spring, Divine Bridge, and Other Shore-allowed one to temper an "artifact."

Yet he was already an Other Shore cultivator within the Sea of Bitterness realm and had not tempered his first artifact. He carefully considered what to choose, for this was a matter of great importance. Once an "artifact" had been refined into shape, changing it would be difficult.

Furthermore, the first "artifact" formed the foundation for the future and played a far greater role than those tempered in the other realms.

Since he had chosen the path of cultivation, he had to consider everything in the long term. Li Wangxian first ruled out ordinary weapons such as flying swords, shields, and spears.

He had considerable confidence in himself and believed he was one of those rare, astonishing talents.

Clearly, I am that one in ten thousand.

And if his "artifact" was to weave "traces of the Dao" in the future, he naturally had to choose from those intricate and profound forms.

"What should I choose..." Li Wangxian considered the question carefully and thoroughly for a long time before his eyes finally brightened.

At last, he made a definite choice: he would temper his "Divine Patterns" into a "bell."

This was no passing impulse, but a decision Li Wangxian had reached after careful deliberation. It was not merely because he personally liked imposing "bells"-bells that suppressed the river of time, Chaos Bells, and the like. How magnificent those were.

A bell also suited his future path of the Dao.

After all, having obtained the Yin and Yang Immortal Seed, he had already given his future path much thought over the past few years.

Taiyin and Taiyang, which is weak and which is strong? Let Yin and Yang Harmonization work in harmony, and reign as emperor beneath the heavens.

What ancient scripture throughout history had ever offered such a promise-that mastering it would allow one to reign as emperor?

This was an immensely powerful path. If he could walk it to its end, becoming an emperor was almost assured. With sufficient talent, he might even attain the heavenly emperor dao fruit.

But this path was also exceedingly difficult. Throughout the ages, some Great Sages had cultivated this way, yet all had ultimately stepped onto a road of no return, their bodies perishing and their Daos extinguished, leaving only bitter regret behind.

Strictly speaking, even the later Heavenly Emperor Ye had not truly succeeded. His Dao was Furnace-Nurturing Myriad Sutras, which intersected with the path of Yin and Yang Harmonization but was not the same.

Apart from him, the one who had traveled farthest along this path was Dongfang Taiyi, the Human Demon of the primordial era. He had reached the pinnacle of the Great Sage realm. Though he had not died, he had not truly succeeded either; instead, something had gone wrong.

A god by day and a demon by night, he was often muddled and unaware. Even though the Human Demon achieved alternative dao attainment in the later stages of Shrouding the Heavens, judging by his later performance, he had likely only borrowed Heavenly Emperor Ye's theory of cultivating yin and yang together, using taiji to separate their conflicting forces rather than truly achieving Yin and Yang Harmonization.

As for whether Li Wangxian could complete this path, honestly, he had no certainty either. But with the Yin and Yang Immortal Seed in his possession, if he did not even dare to try, he could forget about attaining the Dao in this lifetime.

Besides, the people of the Sun God Sect might not know, but how could he, who had read Shrouding the Heavens, be unaware? The fundamental reason for the Sun God Sect's decline was that the Underworld, that forbidden zone, had killed the Sun Quasi-Emperor at the height of his glory in the distant past. They had slaughtered countless members of the Sun lineage and extracted the sun blood the Supremes of the Underworld needed.

That blood feud was still distant. Closer at hand, the Golden Crow Clan on Ziwei would destroy the Sun God Sect in the not-too-distant future. Only Xiao Tongtong would be fortunate enough to be saved by Ye Fan, who had wandered to Ziwei. Otherwise, the Saint Emperor's bloodline would truly have died out.

This had been one of his greatest sources of outrage while reading Shrouding the Heavens!

Since he had transmigrated into Shrouding the Heavens and become the divine son of the Sun God Sect, the elder brother of the future Ye Tong, he naturally could not let this happen again. He had to become strong enough.

After all, apart from the openly known Golden Crow King at great attainment, the Golden Crow Clan secretly possessed Sage-level reserves. They even had a Great Sage sealed within divine source.

Thus, he needed strength-enough to kill a Great Sage. No, that was not enough. He also had to be able to fight Supremes. That made this path of Yin and Yang Harmonization the Dao best suited to him.

Though the Sun Scripture was currently incomplete and the Taiyin scripture was nowhere to be found, Li Wangxian still possessed an inexplicable confidence. He firmly believed he could obtain both scriptures and embark upon this invincible path.

After all, the Sun God Sect's ancient scripture had been lost, but that did not mean the Sun Scripture no longer existed on Ziwei Ancient Star. Even Ye Fan, far away on Beidou, had obtained two scrolls of it, and it had even circulated along the Starry Sky Ancient Road.

As the place where the Saint Emperor had been born and passed away in meditation, Ziwei could not possibly lack a true scripture passed down through the ages. Even where the Sun God Sect's ancient scripture had actually ended up back then remained open to question.

After all, the Underworld had indeed killed countless members of the Sun God Sect, but its people were inherently steeped in yin energy. Surely they would not cultivate the Sun Scripture!

The same was true of the Taiyin True Scripture. It might even be easier to obtain. After all, the faction that had murdered the Taiyin Human Emperor's descendants and seized the Taiyin God Sect's legacy still existed.

At this thought, Li Wangxian's little face turned cold and grim, filled with killing intent.