The starlight shines upon the star river, the Purple Star eternally illumines the dark universe.
Ziwei Star!
This thought flashed through Zhang Jian’s mind.
This change, Zhang Jian had actually anticipated.
He had already condensed the Sheji Emperor’s Mark, wielding the power of Sheji Heaven and Earth, sensing Ziwei with such a rich power of Sheji was certainly not difficult.
Moreover, with the All Heaven Star Soul as such an excellent dium.
The grand Ziwei starlight continuously rges from the distant depths of the starry sky into the Life Palace. Zhang Jian felt an extrely intimate connection established between him and the Ziwei Star.
The Ziwei Qi also has the ability to destroy ten thousand magics.
It suppresses various magical powers, yet it lts into his Life Palace like rivers rging into the sea.
The grand Ziwei burns brightly.
Nurous profound mysteries of the celestial stars flashed through Zhang Jian’s mind.
The third layer of the Chaotic Star Sword Technique, Circulation Profound Mysteries, seed to have nowhere to hide in his eyes at this mont.
The star mark in his mind, if needed, could completely construct a mark of All Heaven or Ziwei, thereby advancing to the Primordial Spirit Immortal Technique.
But now is not the ti, Zhang Jian restrained this impulse.
At this mont, taking advantage of this rare opportunity, he rges his Yang God with the celestial Dao rhy, trying to comprehend various profound mysteries.
He originally had a high level of attainnt in the path of the celestial stars, and now rging with the celestial do, various All Heaven Stars Paths opened up directly to him, as if the Yang God ascended.
If he wished to set foot on the path of the celestial stars, he could even directly step into the Primordial Spirit Master level, and even touch the edge of another realm.
He knew the Primordial Spirit Master realm, divided further into Pure Yang, Golden Body, Creation, and Harmonization stages.
If he walked the path of the celestial stars, he might directly condense an extrely powerful Ziwei Emperor Golden Body.
Or a Star Emperor Golden Body.
And as Zhang Jian condensed the Ziwei Star Fate.
In the sky once again appeared the celestial phenonon of two suns, the Ziwei Middle Heaven.
In the vast depths of the sky, it seed two Ziwei Stars erged, their starlight blazing, entwining, beginning to vie for the position of the Ziwei Central Palace.
Roar!!
In the depths of the Daqian Haojing Dragon Vein, the National Fortune Black Dragon soared into the air, becoming unusually restless, its dragon gaze bloodshot, transforming into a black beam straight into the body of Emperor Jingwu in Jingtai Hall. An imnse purple light shot into the sky, shattering another purple pillar of light.
Inside Jingtai Hall, Emperor Jingwu felt unusually agitated, suddenly stepping out of the hall and looking towards the depths of the sky.
The celestial ons of the two suns were dissipating.
On the Observatory Platform, Jingming Daoist also witnessed this scene, his expression furrowed.
That hidden dragon in the shadows, the Ziwei Star Fate had actually taken form, this was the Fate of the Emperor.
He couldn’t help but harbor a pessimistic thought in his heart: "Could it be that Daqian’s destiny is truly exhausted?"
Rumblings!!
At this mont, as the Ziwei starlight erupted, he suddenly heard the sound of thunder, his gaze abruptly turning towards the depths of the Dragon Vein.
He saw that in the depths of the Dragon Vein, with the rampage of the National Destiny Dragon Soul, a powerful red light shot straight to the sky, the blazing evil qi dispersed the thick clouds over the Dragon Vein, the ferocious fiendish qi carrying a scorching heat began to bake both inside and outside Haojing City.
Seeing this, Jingming Daoist’s face sank.
Huang He Daoist appeared beside him at an unknown ti, now looking at the strange ons around the Dragon Vein, murmuring: "This is not good; the evil qi deep within the Dragon Vein can no longer be suppressed!"
There was still a look of disbelief in his eyes.
The two Supre Treasures, the Bodhi Buddha Scripture and the Saint King’s Inkstone, that Yinsi Master Chaomu had snatched back, only managed to suppress it for two years.
The Supre Treasure Bodhi Buddha Scripture was rumored to be a Buddha’s Spiritual Treasure.
The Saint King’s Inkstone was said to have been used by the Young Saint King, containing part of the Saint King Dao Mark, yet it couldn’t suppress the divine object.
At this mont, various celestial ons appeared from the sky, and countless stars continued to rotate, resembling the Four Extres and Eight Wildernesses, stars flocking around and worshiping.
teorites streaked across the sky like falling rain.
...
Amidst these various celestial ons, Zhang Jian was imrsed in the depths of the star river, surrounded by a flow of purple light, the vast Ziwei starlight rging with his Yang God, the substantial Yang God slowly expanding in the star river.
This change was indeed a first for Zhang Jian.
His substantial Yang God rarely underwent changes.
The last change began with the Golden Crow Refining God.
Now, it was the Star Soul Origin entering the body.
After an unknown amount of ti, Zhang Jian felt the warm current like a small creek gradually dissipating in the depths of the Yang God, and only then did he slowly awaken. Above the star river, he saw his own Yang God gradually becoming illusionary, and in an instant, when he opened his eyes again, he was already within the Ancestral Hall.
When he opened his eyes, they seed to emit a violet glow.
At this ti, deep within Zhang Jian’s brow, a strong flow of Ziwei starlight circulated, and within the Life Palace appeared a grand divine being clad in the Ziwei Emperor’s Robe, surrounded by ten thousand stars, residing in the Central Palace, exuding an aura of supre nobility.
The entire body was surrounded by star light, closely resembling a giant purple star.
Just as he had anticipated.
Combining his own Dragon Qi and the All Heaven Star Mark, he had nurtured a second Emperor’s Fate.
Ziwei Star Fate.
As the Ziwei Star Fate erged, deep within Zhang Jian’s Life Palace, the Sheji Emperor’s Mark occupying the center of the Life Palace radiated a strong purple light, slowly enveloping the Ziwei Star Fate, Zhang Jian clearly felt his Sheji Sovereignty increase instantaneously.
"Truly inexhaustibly beneficial!"
Zhang Jian felt at this mont in a state of unprecedented well-being.
The substantial Yang God had at least grown by a third, the Yang God Divine Sense had grown by more than double, the reaction speed, and even his own affinity towards the celestial stars had greatly increased.
In high spirits, Zhang Jian did not rush to exit seclusion, instead seizing the opportunity to muster the force to perfect the third style of the Chaotic Star Sword Technique, Circulation.
The three styles of the Chaotic Star Sword Technique: Scattered Steps, Four Symbols, Circulation.
Four Symbols corresponds to the Yin Spirit Level.
Circulation corresponds to the Primordial Spirit Level.
The Chaotic Star Sword Technique is not a simple magic, its complexity in cultivation far surpassing other Primordial Spirit Immortal Techniques.
Previously, Zhang Jian had always struggled due to a lack of ti, unable to quiet his heart to unravel and integrate the profound mysteries of the path of celestial stars, yet this ti, rging with the All Heaven Star Soul, divinely traveling the star river, understanding the changes of the celestial stars, he had great confidence in perfecting this Primordial Spirit Immortal Technique.
If this Primordial Spirit Immortal Technique is mastered, he would have more than enough confidence to face any challenge.
He could advance or retreat with equal ease.
...
On the Beichu border, Shuangyuan City, Grandmaster’s Headquarters
The Grandmaster of Beichu, Tuoba Zhenwu, at this mont had his eyes closed, yet he was divinely traveling around Haojing to spy on the illusion and reality within Haojing City.
From afar, he could also see at this mont the depths of the Daqian Dragon Vein, a vast formidable fiendish qi surged straight into the sky, leaving people shocked and amazed.
It’s hard to imagine what sort of treasure Daqian was refining to possess such power.
A mont later, he opened his eyes, slowly rising, looking towards the direction of Haojing City, that thing made him feel a deep unease, he absolutely couldn’t allow the other party to complete the refinent.
"It seems this ti I can only negotiate with a tiger!"
He looked into the depths of Beichu.
If Daqian completed refining the Supre Treasure successfully, Beichu would surely be the first to suffer.
But dealing with that old monster from the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, even he may not be able to retreat unscathed.
However, neither he nor Beichu had a choice anymore.
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