Yang Qingxuan formed a seal with his hands and chanted an incantation. This was the technique that Qiu Zhongzi had taught him.
Yang Qingxuan did not want to use this technique unless he had no other choice. This jar could contain heaven and earth. It was a treasure left behind from the Great Dao Era and was extremely rare.
However, he could not care less now.
The seal and incantation spread in the void and filled the entire space.
Golden runes started to flash on the jar's body. They lined up and appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan at the same time.
This was the nomological technique contained in the jar itself. At this moment, it appeared in the form of words and rays of light.
Yang Qingxuan forcibly memorized these words and imprinted all the nomological laws in his sea of consciousness.
Not only was it beneficial for him to refine the jar, but he could also refine the jar back to its original level if he had the corresponding opportunity in the future.
As Yang Qingxuan continued to chant and incantation, those words flashed for a long time.
Suddenly, one of them exploded and turned into a pure golden halo. Then, it dissipated bit by bit.
The remaining words started to shatter one after another.
Yang Qingxuan frowned. His hand seals changed rapidly, and streaks of seal force entered the void.
Waves of decadent sounds echoed in the entire world. Every syllable was filled with majestic power. It shook Yang Qingxuan's sea of consciousness, causing his blood to boil.
Before long, Yang Qingxuan's face turned red. Cold sweat seeped through his body.
He circulated his Dao Body to the extreme and calmed his heart. He was not affected by the sounds and maintained the peace of his mind.
A few months later...
The energy in the space seemed to have stabilized and was circulating according to a certain pattern.
However, this majestic energy was far beyond Yang Qingxuan's control. He could not refine it, let alone disperse it. He could only leave it in the jar. It was also very beneficial to Yang Qingxuan.
In the past few months, Yasi and Onishi's auras had completely disappeared. Even the aura of the Nascent Soul stage had disappeared. This made Yang Qingxuan very worried. He did not know if the two of them were still alive.
Yang Qingxuan discarded all distracting thoughts and waved his hands. Waves of pinnacle power erupted and stirred the laws within the Heaven Containing Jar.
At this moment, the jar began to vibrate and burst out with rays of golden light that shot out in all directions.
Yang Qingxuan didn't stop there. He continued to cast hand seals and blasted them into the void.
This was breaking down the Heaven Container, allowing it to use its own power to repair itself. After that, it would drop in level.
Boundless golden energy flowed along the "boundary" and surged towards the crack, forming a vast golden ocean.
Throughout the entire process, Yang Qingxuan's spiritual sense remained attached to the jar.
One day, Yang Qingxuan opened his eyes in shock. His Body of Dao flashed with the same golden light. He raised his hand, and the golden light gathered in his palm, condensing into a character.
His heart trembled violently. These golden words were the same ones that were imprinted on the monster's chest. He had seen them before on the barrier that sealed the ancient world. It was rumored that these were the words of the Great Dao that expressed the original meaning of the Great Dao, and there were only 3,000 of them.
The golden characters swayed in his palm, flickering and blurring.
However, the power that came from within was indeed the power of the Great Dao. This made him extremely happy.
Yang Qingxuan clenched his five fingers, and the characters immediately sank into his body, becoming one with his Body of Dao.
Then, his perception of the jar became clearer. The structure, rules, energy, and so on inside appeared in his sea of consciousness bit by bit, and they were broken down into the smallest matrix.
A few years later.
Suddenly, one day, a tremor came from Yang Qingxuan's sea of consciousness. It was as if the world had collapsed and the universe had exploded.
His Qi and blood surged, and he was shocked.
It was the collapse of the Heaven Container's energy, and it was directly downgraded. The crack was completely repaired under this terrifying power.
Now, the entire jar was extremely unstable, and the energy was beginning to become chaotic.
Yang Qingxuan hurriedly made hand seals and cast all kinds of runes. They were branded into the void, and this violent fluctuation calmed down.
Moreover, he had a thought. He wanted to take advantage of this chaotic moment to sacrifice and refine the outer shape of the Heaven Container. In his opinion, he couldn't take out a jar when facing an enemy. He felt that something was wrong.
Therefore, to change the Heaven Container, now was the best time to explain the chaos.
After a long time, perhaps a few years, perhaps a dozen years.
Yang Qingxuan sat cross-legged in the void quietly, making hand seals without moving. He would only change slightly after a few months.
On this day, in the boundless space, a dazzling light suddenly erupted.
Yang Qingxuan quickly made hand seals, and the Great Dao runes appeared in his hands again.
The world changed, and everything disappeared. A huge Dharma Artifact appeared a thousand feet around him, covering his entire body.
That Dharma Artifact emitted a vigorous power, and waves of heart-palpitating fluctuations came from it.
Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed. He made hand seals and shouted, "Come!"
The Dharma Artifact shook, and everything was sucked into Yang Qingxuan's body. It was actually a battle suit with golden runes and light flowing on it.
Yang Qingxuan's heart surged, and he was abnormally excited. He could clearly feel the energy in the battle suit. That kind of vigorous defense was something that even a half-step Prime could not break through.
Moreover, the Prime power of Mid-Autumn Immortal and that monster was mixed in the space of the battle suit. It was enough for him to comprehend and refine for a thousand years. He could even use this battle suit to advance to half-step Prime.
He sucked the battle suit into his body, and it gradually merged with his body.
This feeling was much worse than the Thousand Years Wind Dance in the Sky. After all, that battle halberd was forged by him bit by bit.
With a thought, Yang Qingxuan reached out and grabbed. Countless storage Origin Tools appeared out of thin air and landed in front of him.
There were more than forty of them.
They were all the Martial Cultivators in the Heaven Container. Some of them even belonged to that Prime old monster.
Yang Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and he removed all the restrictions on these storage Origin Tools. Then, he scanned them one by one with his Divine Sense.
In the few rings of that Prime old monster, he obtained a large number of treasures. There were all kinds of materials, Spirit Fruits, and Cultivation Techniques. They were not piled up into a mountain, but into a sea.
Yang Qingxuan could not clean up so many things in a short time. He directly chose some pills and Spirit Fruits. After identifying them, he swallowed some to replenish his energy.
Then, he put away these materials first. He would slowly sort them out when he had time in the future.
After hundreds of years of bitter cultivation and comprehension, his cultivation base had improved a lot. It seemed like he was about to reach the peak of the Thousand Realms Whirling stage at any time.
He was not anxious at all. With the power and laws in the battle suit, as long as he continued to refine and comprehend it, it was only a matter of time before he broke through to half-step Supremacy.
After thinking for a while, he muttered to himself, "Since it has become another treasure, I can't call it the Heaven Container anymore. I have to change its name."
After pondering for a while, he smiled and said, "It's a little strange to call it the Heaven Battle Suit. Let's call it the Heaven Battle Suit."
The battle suit seemed to have sensed something, and it emitted a faint aura. It was unknown whether it was happy or sad.
At this time, his heart suddenly became incomparably clear. A feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, as if a white light flashed through his sea of consciousness.
"Ah!" Yang Qingxuan's body trembled, and he was filled with fear and nervousness.
The white light was the Thousand Years Wind Dance in the Sky Container. It seemed to have sensed something with him.
"Huh? It's still there?"
A voice accompanied the halberd light. "Interesting, interesting. Something seems to have happened to this kid. He's actually able to sense my weapon."
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