Heaven-Slaying Sword!
Six Paths Reincarnation Disc!
Demon-Hunting Blade!...
One after another, Emperor's Creation Hands slammed down on the divine law chains. Countless chains shattered violently. Yet the more that broke, the more intense the backlash became—the chains transformed into all kinds of destructive attacks against the nine treasure cauldrons. Some became mountains, some became blades and swords, some turned into overwhelming floods, battering the cauldrons with deafening booms as if they would be overturned and destroyed in the next instant.
But the nine cauldrons had already been refined anew, their foundations reshaped. Their auras were interlinked, and bloodline energy from the Heavenly Emperor Divine Sovereign Body within Yi Tianxing flowed into the cauldrons, providing them with endless strength.
"Yin-Yang Shears—cut for me!!"
A divine light flashed in Yi Tianxing's eyes. Suddenly, a pair of Primordial Yin-Yang Divine Flood Dragons appeared in the air, one black, one white. Twisting and entwining, they darted forth and swiftly sheared through the divine law chains.
Crack!
Crisp snapping sounds rang out in succession as chain after chain shattered at visible speed. The Yin-Yang Shears had grown terrifyingly powerful—ever since merging with Innate Yin-Yang Origin Qi, they were now no different from a top-tier Innate Spirit Treasure. The shear's killing potential, derived from the primal laws of Yin and Yang, had been pushed to the extreme. It was the embodiment of the world's most primal killing force—now unleashed.
One by one, divine law chains were cut apart.
Xuanhuang Ruler!
Yin-Yang Axe!
Starshatter Hammer!
Yi Tianxing's hands didn't pause for a moment. More Heavenly Emperor Creation Hands flew forth. In the blink of an eye, what once resembled a vast divine net was visibly collapsing.
Two thousand chains—completely shattered.
"When the Nine Cauldrons unite, they suppress the Eight Desolations. The Eight Sovereigns testify the Heavenly Emperor!"
When a thousand chains remained, Yi Tianxing's mind moved.
Suddenly, the nine treasure cauldrons began to radiate divine light. The Purple Cauldron hovered at the center; the remaining eight surrounded it, stationed in all directions. Vast blood energy gushed forth.
Within the cauldrons, eight majestic Emperor figures appeared.
Devil Emperor.
Nether Emperor.
Heavenly Emperor.
Demon Emperor.
Immortal Emperor.
Divine Emperor.
Dragon Emperor.
Star Emperor.
Each figure bore Yi Tianxing's likeness, yet radiated a completely distinct imperial aura. Each one exuded a might that seemed able to reverse sun and moon, turn galaxies upside down.
These eight Emperors simultaneously stepped out from their cauldrons and converged toward the Purple Cauldron—merging directly into it.
In that moment, a majestic figure clad in Chaos Dragon Robes, wearing an emperor's coronet, emerged from within the cauldron.
The moment he appeared, supreme pressure flooded all directions. Everything in the heavens and earth now revolved around him.
A single thought could shatter the sky or split the earth.
He—was the Heavenly Emperor.
He raised his hand.
Divine light surged—and a purple imperial seal manifested.
Upon the seal were engraved two characters:
Heavenly Emperor.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
At the same time, the eight cauldrons released their respective seals—Nether Seal, Demon Seal, Immortal Seal, and so on. Each soared through the air, fusing into the Heavenly Emperor Seal. With each fusion, the seal's aura multiplied exponentially.
Once all eight had merged, the space around the seal began to twist and distort.
"Heavenly Emperor Seal—Suppress!"
A cold, divine voice rang through the void.
The seal flew upward.
But the remaining divine law chains refused to yield. They formed a great net, attempting to bind the Heavenly Emperor Seal and halt its ascent.
But upon contact, a boundless force exploded from within the seal.
Ding ding ding!!
The remaining thousand divine law chains shattered simultaneously, disintegrating under the Heavenly Emperor's will.
"Shatter the void. Break the shackles. Today, I finally know—I am me. This is true freedom. This is Great Liberation."
At the moment all divine chains broke, a joy beyond words welled from every cell in Yi Tianxing's body. A smile surfaced at the corners of his lips—an unrestrained euphoria.
It felt like a thousand mountains had been lifted off his back, leaving no trace of restraint. He was finally free. Unchained. One with the heavens—but no longer under them.
No longer could the heavens erase him at will.
Even Heaven's Dao could not destroy his physical form anymore. In the past, if Heaven willed it, his body could have been obliterated or at least greatly suppressed—he couldn't have unleashed even half his full strength.
But now—he had broken free.
The brand and shackle imprinted upon his flesh by the Eternal World had been severed. Not because he left the Eternal World—but because he now stood as an equal to it. He could now refuse even Heaven's command.
This was proving the Dao.
Whoosh!
Yet breaking the shackles was only the beginning. The shattered divine chains were instantly swallowed by the nine cauldrons, swept clean. Then, the cauldrons returned to his body, stabilizing completely.
The once-illusory Purple Cauldron was now fully solidified within his flesh—drawing in blood energy naturally.
His physical power surged:
1 million dragon-force!
1.1 million dragon-force!
The shattered divine law fragments were being refined within the cauldrons, turning into multicolored divine radiance, which poured into his heart like a tidal wave. His heart glowed with intense pulsations.
Drop after drop of Origin True Blood was born—sprouting like bamboo after the rain.
The transformation speed was terrifying.
With the fleshly shackle broken, the laws shattered, and the Eternal World's divine energy absorbed, all of it was now fuel—catalyst for the transformation of his Origin True Blood.
Even the surrounding chaotic essence was rushing into his body from the Chaos World.
Thump, thump!
The crisp heartbeat accelerated, pushing the blood transformation faster and faster.
Each new drop of Origin True Blood greatly boosted his physical might.
Every inch of flesh now glowed.
Within the nine cauldrons, divine chains emerged once more, weaving throughout his flesh—connecting skin, blood, muscles, bones, marrow, meridians, organs.
His body… had become a supreme divine treasure, tempered to perfection.
The purple hue of his blood darkened even further.
Meanwhile, in the Eternal World, a vast heavenly pressure suddenly descended.
Then—visions began to appear in the sky.
Dancing immortals.
Celestial music.
Giant conch horns.
Showers of immortal flowers drifted from above.
Sacred rain poured down, washing away all shackles.
Golden lotuses sprouted from the earth across all realms. Anyone who touched one felt pure life energy surge into their bodies, their cultivation leaping upward.
"Heavenly dew... celestial music... dancing immortals... golden lotuses rising—someone has... proven the Dao!"
"Who was it?! Who proved the Dao? Why was there no prior omen, no divine trial? That's impossible! Shouldn't proving the Dao draw down tribulations?"
"Someone really did it... someone has proven the Dao in this era! But who?!"
"This generation was supposed to take a hundred years at least before new Dao-provers appeared! It's been less than a century! Who could it be?! There was no divine tribulation... no announcement... nothing!"
"Could it be Yi Tianxing of the Holy Court of Great Yi? But Great Yi hasn't had any movements lately. This doesn't add up... unless some hidden monster suddenly erupted... but how?!"
"WHO WAS IT?!"
"This golden age... it's really begun. So soon... someone's already proven the Dao. And yet, no name, no declaration... If they really succeeded, why hide?! Why not claim the glory and fortune!?"
All across the Eternal World, cultivators were stunned—then overcome with shock and curiosity.
To prove the Dao now was to become the first of the Eternal Era. If revealed, their fame would explode instantly.
They could sweep in incalculable fortune and recognition. There was no reason to stay hidden.
Yet... the visions came, but no voice followed.
The Dao had been proven, but the name remained unknown.
Far away, in a distant realm—
In a great city, a middle-aged Daoist, exuding immortal elegance, looked up at the visions in the sky.
When no one came forward, a gleam flickered in his eyes—madness and anticipation intertwined.
"What a chance. No one's claimed it... this is like a divine gift dropping from the heavens. A fortune beyond compare..."
The middle-aged Daoist whispered to himself with a smile forming on his lips.