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Golden Peng Young Master and Duan Wude had lost. From the moment Zhao Yang activated his Enlightenment Realm, their defeat was inevitable. If they had not encountered Zhao Yang, with their Combat Power at the Core Formation Stage, they would have had no rivals. Moreover, with a Dao Artifact in hand, their Combat Power could double, enough to contend with cultivators at the Divine Transformation Stage. However, their opponent was Zhao Yang, whose Combat Power was never measured solely by cultivation level; under Zhao Yang's Enlightenment Realm, any action or scheme was futile.
There are always greater powers beyond the heavens and stronger individuals beyond mere mortals.
Some mysterious and unknown forces are simply too powerful and invincible.
Zhao Yang was one of them.
The so-called unparalleled Golden Peng Young Master at the same level had been defeated, and the century-old Duan Wude had also fallen. Song Baliang had expected a fierce battle but was surprised at how quickly Zhao Yang dispatched both of them. In the midst of Duan Wude's bewildered and unwilling gaze, Zhao Yang obliterated him into a pulp. As for Golden Peng Young Master, Zhao Yang crushed his skull as if stepping on a watermelon.
After finishing them off, they took the Heavenly Dome Bell, Yin Yang Cloth, and Bending Heaven Bow from their bodies, along with other treasures from Golden Peng Young Master and Duan Wude.
Zhao Yang stood still for a moment, his Divine Sense scanning Golden Peng Young Master's body, wary of any attempts to escape using Substitution Technique.
With a snort, Zhao Yang glanced in a certain direction, his eyes conveying a warning. During his battle with Song Baliang, two individuals had arrived—cultivators at the late Core Formation Stage who could also conceal their presence. However, under Zhao Yang's Enlightenment Realm, nothing could hide.
The two were terrified; they knew well of Golden Peng Young Master's Combat Power. Yet under those two youths' hands, they would perish within just a few moves. They could not discern what made the rumored Third Young Master of the Zhongzhou Royal Family so formidable; his techniques seemed ordinary, yet he killed in mere moments.
But they understood that it was undoubtedly that youth named Zhao Yang who had manipulated the situation. They had heard from their sect leader that many prodigies existed in this world; some cultivated special Domains—like gravity spaces where no one could fly except the caster—or Forbidden Technique Spaces where no one could use spells.
They did not know what divine technique Zhao Yang employed, but they felt an overwhelming sense of exposure as if stripped bare; it left them utterly uncomfortable.
Zhao Yang and Song Baliang quickly departed and returned to their sect.
At this moment, the Cold Autumn was bleak, and winter was approaching.
On the road, the two found a special volcanic crater and used the power of Earth Fire to destroy the Dao Artifact of the Great Compassion Zen Master, refining its essence and extracting the Heart of the Dao Artifact from within.
No one knew about Zhao Yang and Song Baliang's disappearance for three Queens before their return. The Four Divine Monks were still out spreading Buddhist teachings and had not yet returned to the temple.
With Zhao Yang's assistance, in the Refining Workshop of Xuanfo Temple, Song Baliang spent three days re-forging the Golden Battle Armor and Windwalker Boots he had auctioned. Although their quality had slightly improved, they remained Low-Level Dao Artifacts. Song Baliang donned the Golden Battle Armor, significantly boosting his defense.
Zhao Yang put on the Windwalker Boots and soared into the air, feeling an extraordinary excitement. His understanding of flight deepened further; he believed that if he continued to experience this sensation while wearing the Windwalker Boots, one day when he adapted to them and finally took them off, he would surely grasp his own method of flying.
Next, Song Baliang began crafting his Supreme Dao Artifact. He understood that his previous success in forging a Supreme Dao Artifact for Zhao Yang in the Haotian Secret Realm was purely coincidental. Although he had used precious materials like Ice Soul Seal and Earth Fire Seal at that time, their value paled in comparison to Starlight Stone. Now that he possessed Starlight Stone along with three cores from Dao Artifacts to assist him, he still felt no confidence in successfully creating a Supreme Dao Artifact.
The reason was simple: although his forging skills were high, they had not yet reached the level required to forge a Supreme Dao Artifact. In today's cultivation world, no one possessed the skills to forge such artifacts either. Even after more than ten years immersed in forging since childhood—when he first saw a young master in the Refining Workshop create a flying bowl—he became obsessed with forging and dedicated himself to it day and night.
He was a genius; everyone at Xuanfo Temple knew this regarding his aptitude. With a Spiritual Root of metallic nature that excelled in both offense and defense, he also possessed a Vajra Body, an extremely rare ancient battle physique. While everyone believed he would become the foremost figure among the Five Great Sects, he chose the path of forging instead. The only person who supported him was Datong, his master.
Song Baliang's determination received Datong's backing, leading everyone else to agree as well. The reason was simple: anyone who disagreed would provoke Datong's anger, which could have serious consequences. Generally speaking, those who angered Datong would end up severely beaten.
Thus, Song Baliang could study forging with peace of mind. He could recite all books on forging at Xuanfo Temple by heart but could not even memorize a single Buddhist scripture. While others spent their time memorizing scriptures, he devoted himself to mastering this obscure discipline. To outsiders, he appeared as someone without any skills; they only remembered him when they needed forging done. Most of the time, people saw him either sleeping during morning meetings or being dragged by Datong into the Forbidden Technique Room for a beating.
No one would have expected that such an unconventional talent as Song Baliang would later have a tremendous impact on the entire cultivation world.
Song Baliang's forging skills had already surpassed those of many masters; however, even so, he still could not control the success rate of crafting a Supreme Dao Artifact—not even at one-tenth probability.
What kind of existence is the Supreme Dao Artifact? It is no exaggeration to say that there is not even a single one in the world, for no one can forge another Supreme Dao Artifact, as it must possess a soul.
In the Haotian Secret Realm, the reason Song Baliang helped Zhao Yang forge the Supreme Dao Artifact was not primarily due to his skills or the precious materials, but rather because of the core of Ice Fire Island, the Fire Sea Ice Spring.
Perhaps that Fire Sea Ice Spring, a peerless treasure that allows ice and fire to merge perfectly, is the only one of its kind in the cultivation world. Finding another such existence is already impossible.
After much contemplation, Song Baliang decided to begin the forging process. For this, the Refining Workshop was brightly lit, and the sounds of hammering echoed day and night. Zhao Yang had no interest in these Dao Artifacts at all; he was very satisfied with the Supreme Dao Artifact, Flying Knife's Glimmer, that Song Baliang had forged for him. He looked down on all other Dao Artifacts. When Song Baliang began to draw the Blueprint for the forging, Zhao Yang inadvertently caught a glimpse of it and offered a few suggestions for modifications.
Upon hearing Zhao Yang's suggestions regarding the Dao Artifact Blueprint, Song Baliang was taken aback. He knew well that Zhao Yang had never studied any forging techniques, yet his suggestions hit the nail on the head. What shocked him even more was Zhao Yang's familiarity with forging formations; it seemed he had learned it without a teacher. Although his explanations were not professional, they were incisive and enlightening.
Little did he know that Zhao Yang's extensive knowledge stemmed from his strong mathematical skills, particularly in geometry. For Zhao Yang, formations were transparent; he did not need to understand them deeply to see through their essence. This was neither Divine Power nor talent nor ability; to him, these formations were no different from playing Tetris. If others in the cultivation world knew this, countless Masters of Formation would surely be left speechless.
When Zhao Yang's Divine Sense first formed, an inexplicably jarring sound swept across the entire Five Elements Continent for a moment. Everyone's Divine Sense was basically the same, with only a few individuals experiencing slight variations during its formation. These variations were related to each cultivator's experiences and thoughts. Thus, Zhao Yang's Divine Sense was akin to reading; he could ignore any formation and see its essence at a glance. Although he could not truly disregard any formation like Little Beast could—navigating freely within formations—he still possessed an extraordinary understanding of them.
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