Thousands of feet underground.
Beneath the weapon refining cave.
The scorching lava surged and emitted an orange glow, illuminating a restricted space. The surroundings were sparkling and it was obvious that there was a powerful formation protecting it.
Even the elders of the Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect knew that there was a place below the weapon refining cave.
At this moment, a few figures turned into streams of light and landed on the highest point of a jade platform that was floating above the lava.
The one leading them was an old man in a dark red robe. His hair and beard were raging and his eyes were like a lion's or tiger's.
This person was the Grand Elder of the Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect, Yang Baixuan. He was once a famous weapon refining master but after he entered the Huandan realm, he gradually quieted down.
Now that five hundred years had passed, he was already the person with the highest cultivation in the Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect. One of his Leakless Golden Elixirs had already gone through seven transformations. His mana had been purified seven times and gradually changed to an unbelievable level.
Even if there were thousands of Golden Elixir cultivators, to him, they were just ants that could be easily destroyed.
However, with his cultivation reaching this step, Yang Baixuan knew in his heart that he had already reached his limit. With his aptitude, not to mention breaking through the unparalleled Primordial Spirit, even if he were to cultivate the last two transformations of Huandan to perfection in his lifetime, it was still hopeless.
However, the Golden Elixir cultivators of this realm had already seen through it. To be able to live for a thousand years was not in vain.
The only thing that worried him was the matter of the sect's inheritance.
Even if there were powerhouses in the sect who had gone through the Nine Transformations of Huandan, they could only be strong for a while. Only the ancient spiritual treasure could ensure the sect's inheritance and prosperity for tens of thousands of years.
Therefore, Yang Baixuan did not hesitate to take over the grand plan of the ancestors and carried it out to this point.
"Old Monster Baixuan! The trump cards of our five sects have been handed over to you. Are you confident in this last step? "
A hoarse and sharp voice sounded from behind Yang Baixuan. It was a skinny cultivator in a dark green robe.
He looked like he was going to die of old age in the next moment. However, the fire burning in his eyes revealed an extremely terrifying aura.
If Liang Xiao was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this was an old ancestor of the Corpse Yin Tantric Sect.
An old monster who had also gone through the Huandan high transformations — Old Ancestor Myriad Spirit!
Even Liang Xiao had only seen him from afar once during a sect celebration.
At this time, in addition to the Myriad Spirit Ancestor, the Daluo Sect's Old Immortal Xing Luo, the Heaven-reaching Divine Talisman Sect's Divine Talisman Venerable, the Qi-transforming Old Monster of Qiyuan Sect, and even the Ancestor of Zhuge Qimen, Zhuge Wufeng, were all gathered together.
The five Huandan Old Monsters looked into the depths of the lava with excitement, worry, and excitement.
The outline of a glorious palace could be vaguely seen amidst the surging magma.
The nine Immemorial Earth Lung Poison Flames turned into fire dragons, circling around like nine dragons fighting for a pearl. From time to time, they would spit out a flame that had been condensed for tens of thousands of years, pouring into the splendid palace.
The length and width of this palace were each 993m, and the height was 993m. The floor was paved with gold and jade, and there were numerous buildings. There was a clock tower, a pagoda, a beast pen, a courtyard, a pond, a sword pavilion, a heart-nurturing hall, a Qiancheng Palace, a Myriad Treasure Pavilion, and so on and so forth.
On top of one of the clock towers, there was an ancient bell that was vaguely similar to the demonic treasure in Yi Tianchou's hands.
The entire palace glowed faintly, and any master craftsman would turn pale with fright.
Because every inch of its tiles, every floor tile, even the door, and even the copper nails on the door were all magical treasures!
And the slightly more eye-catching buildings, such as the horizontal board, the ancient bell, the iron ring, and so on, were actually of the Great Perfection level!
At this time, the entire palace was constantly swallowing the Immemorial Earth Lung Poison Flames. Vaguely, all the magical treasures had a tendency to be smelted into one.
"Confidence? Hmph … Since the chaos of the Heavenly Changes, countless master craftsmen have exhausted their life's efforts, but none have been able to refine a spiritual treasure. How can I be confident? "
Yang Baixuan coldly snorted and replied, "Moreover... the quality of these 9,999 magical treasures we provided is unbearably heterogeneous. Fortunately, we used a secret method of the devil path to refine 108 Great Perfection level demonic treasures to serve as the central suppression. Otherwise, I'm afraid this Wanxiang Palace spirit treasure wouldn't even be able to refine this artifact embryo!"
"What?"
Patriarch Myriad Spirit almost wanted to beat his chest and stomp his feet, "This is the wealth that our six great orthodox sects have accumulated for countless years … If we fail, if we fail …"
"Wan Hun, we cultivators should have the temperament to be unfazed even if the sky collapses. Has your dao heart been eaten by a dog?"
Old Immortal Xing Luo said slowly, "Their eighteenth generation patriarch told our patriarch about the plan of the Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect … We also volunteered to participate in this plan. Since we've already cut our own flesh and blood, what other way is there to retreat? We can only check and fill in the gaps … "
"Xing Luo is right …" The Qi Transformation Old Monster and Divine Talisman Venerable nodded and looked at Zhuge Wufeng, "Old Monster Zhuge, you're proficient in formations. What do you think of this place?"
The Zhuge Qimen was famous for its ancient formations, and Zhuge Wufeng was even a formation grandmaster back then. This person's hair was half black and half white, and he had a feather fan and silk scarf. He had an elegant temperament, like an old scholar who was well-read, "Wufeng has admired the Dao rune formation of the Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect for a long time. Today, I've finally seen it. It's indeed extraordinary! Look … "
He pointed to the sky, "This place hides wind and Qi. It's located under the Weapon Refinement Cave and there are semi-natural formation patterns for use … It can collect the aura, Dao marks, and even spiritual light of the Weapon Refinement Masters above and gather them at the eye of the formation to assist the people below in weapon refinement."
"This way, regardless of whether the Weapon Refinement Masters above succeed or fail, it's equivalent to providing supreme resources for the weapon refinement below. It can reduce the mysterious failure rate of the weapon refinement …"
"This can be seen from every time the Weapon Refinement Conference of the Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect was held, there would always be several Perfected Dharma treasures appearing in the sect. The Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect's Patriarch's formation cultivation has truly reached the level of the Heavenly Phenomenon, making use of nature's creation to the extreme. Such a method of taking a hair from the world to benefit oneself is truly admirable, admirable!"
…
Yang Baixuan cupped his fists and said, "This is just a legacy left behind by the ancestors … Furthermore, ever since the grand plan was set, these Dao runes have been injected into the Myriad Elephant Palace. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to refine it to its current state … Furthermore, this final step is extremely crucial. Otherwise, our Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect wouldn't have specially held a Sword Refinement Conference. Even our sect won't be able to bear the burden of such a thing."
'Not only that … those 108 Perfected Fiend treasures were probably also tampered with. They deliberately targeted the Weapon Refinement Masters and absorbed their souls, cultivation, and even the Dao runes of weapon refinement … It just so happens to resonate with the Dao runes of this place …'
A dark glint flashed in Patriarch Myriad Soul's eyes as he thought to himself. However, he did not call out in the end.
Yang Baixuan was still explaining, "When the Sword Refinement Conference starts, the last wave of Dao runes will be injected into the Myriad Elephant Palace. Then, the final step can be activated … According to the sect's secret records, the key difference between a Numinous Treasure and a Dharma treasure is the True Spirit of the Dharma treasure! Therefore, the final step of 'Spiritual Infusion' is also the easiest to fail. After the chaos of the heavens, it's not that no sect has tried to refine a Numinous Treasure. There are many who failed at this step. Therefore, after thinking for a long time and combining it with the cultivation experience of this world, I finally decided on the final step. It's not 'Spiritual Infusion' but 'Spiritual Snatching'! Blood sacrifice a Huandan Patriarch and insert the cultivator's True Spirit into the semi-manufactured Numinous Treasure to replace the True Spirit of the Numinous Treasure! "
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