Chapter 475 - 420: Full to the Brim

Chapter 475: Chapter 420: Full to the Brim

But the outcome remained the same. Fang Yang crushed them all.

...

Three days and three nights later, all was calm again.

But from within Ten Thousand Thunder Cliff, a peculiar fluctuation emanated.

This peculiar fluctuation continued to spread, rippling outward until it was sensed by the Saints, including Master Lanwen and Layman Shuqing.

In an instant, the expressions of the many Saints changed dramatically.

"Impossible! It’s only been three days and three nights."

"Unbelievable. When we refine Sacred Artifacts, we all have to wait patiently. Ten years, even a hundred, is perfectly normal!"

"Exactly! Since when did Sacred Artifacts become so easy to obtain?"

"Those with Celestial Destiny are truly different. As expected, they can accomplish what ordinary people cannot."

"If I remember correctly, didn’t it take Sen Yue over a month?"

"The time it takes isn’t everything! It doesn’t determine the final outcome!"

"..."

The appearance of this peculiar fluctuation was like a boulder dropped into a placid lake, sending out ripples and causing a great stir.

When all was said and done, it was an indirect but clear demonstration that Fang Yang was simply more exceptional than Sen Yue.

His talent was immeasurable!

Because of him, some among the Saints argued until they were red in the face, while others fell silent.

It was a scene of myriad reactions.

"It’s like a dream~" Layman Shuqing said, her expression dazed.

Master Lanwen gave a wry smile. "You think that’s something? My title as a Master of Artifact Refining is completely worthless in his presence."

If even the Saints who had witnessed Fang Yang’s growth reacted this way, those unfamiliar with his journey were utterly astonished.

...

Within Ten Thousand Thunder Cliff, all was calm and still.

The raging thunder and boiling flames had both dissipated and vanished.

The vast stone cliff was now completely bare, without a single blade of grass. Only a lingering mist and shimmering, rosy light remained, from which the peculiar fluctuation continued to spread.

The source of this peculiar fluctuation was the Sacred Artifact: the Flame Robe.

’Refining a Sacred Artifact doesn’t seem as difficult as the books make it out to be...’ Fang Yang thought, lowering his gaze to the Flame Robe.

He knew, of course, that it wasn’t that refining a Sacred Artifact was simple, but that he was operating on an entirely different level.

Not to mention, within the Domain of Xuan, he was also protected by the Celestial Destiny Mark.

Even if he recklessly courted death like a madman, charging into all sorts of mysterious forbidden zones, he could always turn misfortune into fortune as long as he was in the Domain of Xuan.

Besides, as a member of the Golden Clan, he would never lack for resources.

Now, Fang Yang’s gaze was fixed upon the Flame Robe.

[Sacred Artifact: Flame Robe]

As Fang Yang’s will flowed, the fiery red robe began to change rapidly.

It looked as if it were coalesced from a great river of molten rock. Magma rippled across its surface, depicting scenes of volcanoes on the verge of eruption.

Moreover, a divine halo of condensed firelight materialized around it, floating ethereally like an immortal’s sash, making it resemble the very robes of the Fire God.

What truly caught the eye was the Five-Layered Dao Pattern woven into the fabric, each layer corresponding to one of five Flame Spirits, such as the Vermilion Bird and the Bifang.

"Rise."

Fang Yang called out softly.

The next moment, the Flame Robe shot toward Fang Yang like a Fire Dragon and wrapped around his body. A crimson radiance enveloped him, within which the indistinct forms of the Vermilion Bird and other Flame Spirits flickered.

"First Lifebound Skill—Fire Domain Skill!"

Immediately, Fang Yang activated his Fire Cauldron, calling down the Fire Realm.

Heaven and earth thundered as countless Fire Runes surged forth, filling the sky with flowing light.

Empowered by the Flame Robe, the illusory Fire Realms seemed to solidify into reality, their surging flames and rolling magma growing ever more terrifying.

Fang Yang closed his eyes, silently assessing the change.

Thirty percent. The Flame Robe had increased the power of his Fire Domain Skill by at least thirty percent.

And if he applied his attainments as a Fire Dao Grandmaster to further develop it, that number would only increase!

If he were to face young Saints like Muri Guang Huang and Hei Liwu again, he could now crush them completely with his Fire Skills alone!

...

After this, Fang Yang remained where he was.

After resting for just half a day, he threw himself back into the journey of Artifact Refining.

Over the years, he had experienced many dream realms.

Among them were the dream realms of Saints, the Great Sage Dream Realm, and even the dream realm of Fang Yuesheng, the Great Sun Golden Crow.

Thus, he actually possessed the refining Skills for Sacred Artifacts like the Flame Robe and the Golden Crow Saint Fan.

He now planned to use these projects as practice in preparation for recreating the Donghuang Chaos Bell.

「Three months passed in the blink of an eye.」

He succeeded in recreating some of the Sacred Artifacts from the dream realms, but he also failed with others.

For example, he successfully recreated the Golden Crow Saint Fan.

Outside, Master Lanwen, Layman Shuqing, and the other Saints had grown numb from sensing one peculiar fluctuation after another.

Even the Thunder Control the Great Saint was watching Fang Yang with a mixture of shock and disbelief.

It was simply too absurd.

Since when were Sacred Artifacts a dime a dozen, popping up so easily?

Moreover, the Thunder Control the Great Saint could tell that many of Fang Yang’s failures were likely because those particular Sacred Artifacts had not yet been lost to the world.

Due to the unique nature of Sacred Artifacts—that only one of each can exist—Fang Yang was unable to recreate them.

By this metric, there was no doubt about it: in terms of talent in the school of the Refining Dao, Fang Yang had absolutely surpassed Sen Yue!

’Where, I wonder, do your limits lie?’ The Thunder Control the Great Saint’s eyes flickered with light.

Just like Han Wu the Sub-Venerable, she believed that Fang Yang’s future would not be confined to the Eight Domains of Heaven and Earth.

Fang Yang was very likely to forge a path to the Immortal Realm through his own sheer, formidable power!

...

Ten Thousand Thunder Cliff was a picture of tranquility.

At this moment, Fang Yang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, adjusting his condition.

He was preparing for the task ahead.

He was about to begin materializing the Donghuang Chaos Bell, a Sacred Artifact.

He possessed two wisps of the Donghuang Chaos Bell’s lingering essence, so as long as he followed the process step-by-step, he shouldn’t make any mistakes.

Nevertheless, he treated the task with the utmost gravity, practicing it tens of millions of times in a simulated space.

This was because the Donghuang Chaos Bell was the unique lifebound Sacred Artifact of the Great Sun Golden Crow lineage.

Only by possessing it could the current Lord of the Great Sun Golden Crows inherit the Dao and the Skills passed down through generations of their predecessors.

This was one of the main reasons the Great Sun Golden Crow lineage had been so prosperous and powerful in the past.

In other words, only a Great Sun Golden Crow who possessed the Donghuang Chaos Bell could be considered whole.

CLANG!

Fang Yang’s eyes snapped open.

He rose to his feet, his body erupting in a golden splendor that formed into wisps of divine light.

Within him, his bloodline thundered and the divine light boiled, all of it coalescing into the form of a great bell. His entire physical body, even his very soul, seemed to be composed of "bells."

At this moment, his body was a brilliant gold. His hands moved, pushing forward in a Tai Chi Cloud Hands posture.

With a hum, a Golden Tai Chi Diagram manifested behind him, illuminating everything in all directions.

He seemed to merge with heaven and earth, resonating with them. Amidst a low rumble, a mystical golden mist began to drift down from his body.

SKREEE!

A cry that echoed through heaven and earth rang out.

It was like the tolling of a bell and the shriek of a raptor, a layered sound that propagated beyond the confines of this small world.

In an instant, the Golden Tai Chi Diagram thrummed, and from it, the Great Sun Golden Crow Dharma Aspect burst forth with wings outstretched.

A tidal wave of gold swept through the air, ravaging the pocket dimension.

"What?!" The pupils of the Thunder Control the Great Saint contracted as she abruptly looked up.

She was no ordinary Great Saint who only knew how to enter secluded cultivation.

She was erudite, with a vast knowledge of both the ancient and modern worlds, and she was the Dean of the Thunder Saint Academy.

If this weren’t the case, she wouldn’t have been specially appointed by Longevity Heaven to act as Fang Yang’s first guardian.

But the scene unfolding before her was still enough to leave her stunned.

She was beginning to understand why the previous Great Sun Golden Crow had come so close to becoming a Venerable!

...

SWISH! The Great Sun Golden Crow shot toward the heavens, its body covered in runes, moving at an incredible speed.

Above the Great Sun Golden Crow’s head, a large, blurry bell floated in the air.

Now, borrowing the Golden Crow’s power, the great bell plunged into the depths of the Thunder Pool, seeking to seize the essence of creation itself and turn from illusory to real.

’Even without the Fusang Divine Tree, I can still recreate the divine might of the Donghuang Chaos Bell,’ Fang Yang thought, his gaze resolute, radiating an aura capable of devouring the heavens.

He let out a long cry, and the divine light within him transformed again, becoming a Tai Chi Diagram that balanced yin and yang, suppressing the tribulation clouds above.