Chapter 347: Storms Rise Again!

Ever since the demonic creatures emerged from the Danhuo Region a year ago, the entire Eastern Continent had fallen silent. Many major powers announced the closure of their mountain gates, focusing entirely on elevating their disciples' cultivation levels, all to preserve their legacies in this great tribulation of heaven and earth.

The human supreme who emerged from the Danhuo Region was still talked about by many. That existence who suppressed the demonic creatures with a single backhand had spread his fame even to the Central Province, and many reclusive families were stirred into great turmoil.

It is worth mentioning that since Yang Tian appeared in the Danhuo Region, he had not been seen in public. Some rumored that he might have been used as a stepping stone by figures from the Central Province, or that he was hiding deep in the mountains cultivating some terrifying technique.

The Eastern Continent had been silent for a year, but today, waves rose again. A realm emperor-level powerhouse made a trip to the Qingyang Empire, carrying a fearsome celestial weapon, and captured a figure from the Qingyang Empire.

The Qingyang Empire was enraged; even the old emperor emerged from seclusion. The entire imperial capital gathered a host of experts. They could not allow a mysterious figure to come to their doorstep and snatch someone away.

However, after this, another piece of news spread: the Li family wanted to settle their grievances with Yang Tian. They set up a battle platform, and Li Qingxue, the rising divine maiden, issued a challenge to Yang Tian!

Many forces were shaken. Yang Tian and Li Qingxue had once been betrothed, and now this stunningly talented woman was challenging Yang Tian to a duel—it was a slap in the face.

Yang Tian and the Li family had long been at odds, their relations already torn apart. And Yang Tian had always been the brightest rising star in the Eastern Continent. In an age without divine bodies, Yang Tian suppressed countless juniors, sweeping all before him, extremely fearsome.

The chaotic light Yang Tian displayed in the Danhuo Region had been circulating among the younger generation. Not long ago, he had slapped Tianxin of the Heavenly Dao Alliance flying with a single palm. His strength was absolutely terrifying, making him a peerless figure.

This was a magnificent palace, with halls stretching in rows, imposing and solemn, exuding boundless pressure that made one want to prostrate in worship.

Yet within this palace lurked deadly intent. A young man in blue robes, stout in build, emanated a terrifying aura. From within his body came fearsome dragon roars that seized the heart and soul.

Just as Qing Yuan was pacing, a figure in black burst into the palace with lightning speed.

"Hei Sha, what's the situation?" Qing Yuan's steps halted abruptly as he saw the arrival, and he quickly asked.

"Li Qingxue has accepted the inheritance; her cultivation is about to break into the War Emperor realm!" Hei Sha clenched his fist slightly and said in a deep voice.

"That damned woman!" A hint of ferocity flashed in Qing Yuan's eyes as his face twisted, and he spoke coldly.

"Someone helped them this time. The Li family wouldn't dare come here to seize people on their own..." As he spoke, Hei Sha took out a jade slip and imprinted all the information he had gathered inside.

Taking the jade slip, Qing Yuan scanned it with his soul force for a moment. A cold light appeared in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth, "Bastards! These damned people come to the Eastern Continent to run wild."

Qing Yuan left. Such a major incident could not be concealed.

Watching Qing Yuan's retreating figure, Hei Sha sighed. Recalling the days when he was oppressed by Li Xuan, unable to withstand even a trace of his aura, and now this man had stirred up turbulent waves across the entire Eastern Continent.

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—do not bully the young and poor." Hei Sha was filled with emotion. Although he had already broken into the War Emperor realm, he still felt a trace of admiration for Yang Tian.

No matter what fortuitous encounters he had, being able to challenge an ancient aristocratic family and kill Long Yang in the Fallen Demon Land in front of a human supreme—such boldness, Hei Sha admitted he could not match.

The Li family had issued a challenge. Whether Yang Tian would come to the appointment was unknown. However, most were gloating. If Yang Tian did not go, his martial will would be hindered.

If he did go, it would also be a deadly trap. The Li family would not let such a terrifyingly talented figure slip away; it would surely be a dragon's pool and tiger's den.

Two days passed. In a cave a thousand zhang wide, the sound of clashing steel rang out. The entire cave was blazing hot, the surrounding rocks melting, the temperature extremely astonishing.

At the center of the cave, Yang Tian sat cross-legged on the ground. Before him was a ten-zhang-tall furnace, three-legged and two-eared, with a qilin engraved on its body. Wisps of blazing blood flames splashed, distorting the void.

Yang Tian breathed in and out, spitting forth mouthfuls of crimson mist, crystalline and brilliant. Every drop of blood essence contained a divine being sitting in meditation, devouring the essence of the eight directions, emitting the sound of the great Dao.

Clang! Clang! As this blazing blood essence fell into the furnace, the blood flames spurting from the furnace mouth suddenly surged severalfold, emitting a heart-shaking aura.

Inside the furnace were several drops of starlight-glistening liquid beads, each containing what seemed like a starry domain, exuding a terrifying aura.

These were Nine Heavens Star Sand. Yang Tian planned to refine a Star Tower to conceal the existence of his chaotic body. The Nine Heavens Star Sand could expand or shrink, a treasure coveted by cultivators.

Beside these divine materials lay a purple-golden small sword, wreathed in layers of divine light. The sword body clanged, sending out massive sparks, and its sharp aura caused the void to whimper.

At this moment, the small sword alternately expanded and shrank. Yang Tian was fusing the Nine Heavens Star Sand into the sword body, making the Tianshu even more fearsome.

On the other side, in a furnace of similar size, a golden war spear was inside. Its artifact spirit was extremely excited, about to fuse with the divine material, possibly stepping into the divine object realm.

The Golden Amber Divine Stone was nearly melted. Drops of golden liquid radiated a covering golden light, the sharp metal aura blooming, causing the furnace to warp slightly.

"Ao wu..." Xiao Bai paced nearby, the energy radiating from him startling. The golden fur on his forehead scattered golden rain, and within his body lurked a terrifying aura, as if the chaos were first opening.

"Puff..." Xiao Bai spat out milky white mist, helping Yang Tian refine the Nine Heavens Star Sand. Wisps of mist coiled around the star sand, and the refining speed visibly surged several levels.

"Roar..." Behind Xiao Bai was a small golden lion, now nearly seven feet tall, exuding a pressure all over. Its golden fur was as glossy as satin.

But at this moment, it trotted obediently behind Xiao Bai, extremely docile, like Xiao Bai's follower.

Xiao Jin had been sleeping in the Ancestral Dragon Ring for some time, consuming large amounts of Blood Essence Pills, growing very rapidly. When fully grown, it would be a formidable beast.

Rumble! A terrifying sound came from the heavens and earth. The qilin roared proudly, surrounded by crimson mist, activated by the fearsome blood essence Yang Tian spat out. The aura emitted by the entire furnace suddenly surged.

Time flew. Six or seven days later, the entire cave shook without pause. Formations spread around the cave walls. If not for the great array laid down, the power within would have spread across the entire region.

Inside the cave, flames shot to the sky, divine light blazed, and astonishing pressure filled the air. Clanging sounds rang incessantly.

In the furnace, nine glistening liquid beads, as translucent as mercury, now formed a phantom of a small tower in the void, nine stories high, manifesting in the air.

Clang! Clang! A crimson hammer struck down, forging the shape, while a pitch-black hammer swung, forging its spirit.

Yang Tian's will surged, continuously blending the Nine Heavens Star Sand, merging it with the small tower he visualized in his mind.

The Star Tower was an artifact Yang Xiao had learned of, the guardian artifact of the Star Sect. The Star Tower Yang Tian was refining was an imitation of that one, which was on the verge of evolving into a divine object.

The Star Tower could expand or shrink, with astonishing defensive power—all due to the marvel of the Star Sand. Its concealment methods were even more fearsome!