Suddenly.
With a thought, he took out the holy sword of the Golden-winged Great Peng clan, the Golden Feather Holy Sword, and threw it into the Samsara Divine Cauldron, attempting to refine this Golden Feather Holy Sword into the first great formation of the Samsara Divine Cauldron.
However, the quality of this Golden Feather Holy Sword exceeded Ling Fan's expectations. It was of exceptionally high quality, forged from the countless holy feathers, holy blood, holy bones, and even holy dao laws of the past Golden-winged Great Peng clan's holy ones. It was indestructible and extremely fierce. It struggled within the Samsara Divine Cauldron, causing the cauldron to vibrate incessantly, as if a peerless demon king were sealed within.
Ling Fan let out a cold snort, and the mark of the Demonic Fire Red Lotus flashed in his eyes. Terrifying demonic fire instantly spread throughout the Golden Feather Holy Sword. A sizzling sound arose from it, and black mist continuously emerged. Even the divine feather patterns on it began to show signs of melting.
Having consecutively devoured the Myriad Burial Demonic Emperor and the Holy Son of the Shi Jiu Demonic Tribe, Ling Fan's Heavenly Demonic Eyes and Demonic Fire Red Lotus had become unimaginably powerful, capable of refining even holy artifacts, exhibiting immense dominance.
Soon, although the Golden Feather Holy Sword was fierce, it ultimately could not escape the fate of being refined. The surging power contained within it, along with countless rare and precious materials, all merged into the first great formation of the Samsara Divine Cauldron, further enhancing its power by three parts.
Boom!
As the power of the Samsara Divine Cauldron recovered partially, a powerful aura also erupted from Ling Fan's body. A formidable Golden Core, seemingly containing the ultimate principles of all heavens and myriad daos, slowly rose from the top of his head, emitting billions of golden rays. It instantly advanced from the early stage of Golden Core to the middle stage.
Although it was only a minor advancement in realm, his combat power increased significantly, surging by more than several times.
Xue Yi, watching from the side, had her small mouth agape, her beautiful eyes blinking, filled with immense admiration.
"Xue Yi, I will help you become a Saint."
Ling Fan let out a long roar, and with a grab of his palm into the Samsara Divine Cauldron, the Yellow Springs Holy Water boiled, and countless rare and precious treasures melted. In an instant, a bright yellow pill, about the size of a quail egg, was condensed, imprinted with lifelike dragon patterns.
Yellow Springs Crossing Tribulation Pill.
Earth-grade mid-tier holy pill.
"The first great formation of the Samsara Divine Cauldron has recovered, and its capabilities have increased by more than a hundredfold!"
Ling Fan himself was somewhat astonished. If the Samsara Divine Cauldron had not recovered, even with his alchemical skill, it would have taken him at least several months or even a year of closed-door cultivation to refine such a supreme holy pill as the Yellow Springs Crossing Tribulation Pill.
However, now that the first great formation of the Samsara Divine Cauldron had recovered, it immediately displayed the powerful functions of this divine artifact, completing the refinement of the holy pill in an instant.
"Xue Yi, take it."
Ling Fan tossed the Yellow Springs Crossing Tribulation Pill to Xue Yi. She caught it with a grab and, without hesitation, tilted her head and swallowed it.
Instantly, a surging, pure, and profound power dissolved within her body, as if the most sacred and yin holy water of heaven and earth had washed and transformed all her bones, flesh, organs, and viscera. The stubborn hidden injuries she had sustained from being hunted by the three great holy lands also healed rapidly. Her entire being seemed to have undergone a complete transformation, cleansing her marrow and washing her bones, reaping infinite benefits.
Boom!
Her realm could no longer be contained. She instantly broke through an invisible barrier within her body, and her aura became lofty, sacred, and majestic. Heavenly flowers scattered from the void, and melodious sounds resonated. A holy path, ten times wider than ordinary holy paths, was guided from the void and instantly poured into her body. Xue Yi's power within her body began to surge wildly, and her aura ascended infinitely!
With a wave of his hand, Ling Fan summoned countless talismans, shielding the entire sleeping chamber and concealing all movement.
After a full several hours, Xue Yi's ascension finally concluded. The wide holy path was completely integrated into her body. A harmonious, flawless, and sacred aura emanated from her. With a slight movement, it seemed as if she could influence the rules of heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles. Her divine intent soared infinitely, as if it could cover infinite space, and with a mere thought, she could rely on her power within the holy path and project it to any corner.
This was the terrifying aspect of the Manifestation Realm.
With a single thought, one could manifest their presence thousands of miles away, transcending the limitations of time and space, achieving true transformation into a Saint.
Clang!
At this moment.
A distant bell chime resounded throughout the Undying City. The established ceremony for the founding of the Undying Holy City was about to begin.
Hearing this bell chime, Xue Yi took Ling Fan's hand, and they walked out of the sleeping chamber side by side.
Outside the sleeping chamber, a vast expanse of Undying City powerhouses knelt respectfully on the ground, "Greetings, Your Majesty the Empress! May Your Majesty reign for ten thousand years and be immortal."
The voices of the crowd erupted like a tidal wave.
Xue Yi's expression was solemn, her Hundred Flowers Snow Robe trailing on the ground, her powerful aura enveloping heaven and earth. All the Undying City powerhouses felt the overwhelming pressure emanating from Xue Yi, becoming even more devout, more reverent, and more fervent. They all raised their buttocks high, assuming humble postures.
"Begin the ceremony's proceedings."
Xue Yi commanded indifferently, holding Ling Fan's hand, and walked through the countless kneeling powerhouses.
Under her command, the vast machinery of the Undying City, with its countless powerhouses, immediately moved to their respective positions and began to operate.
Under the gaze of countless powerhouses from the Undying City and various forces in the Storm Sea, Xue Yi and Ling Fan slowly ascended to the highest throne. At this moment, they were bathed in extreme glory.
"Ahhh, who is that man? He's actually sitting on equal footing with Her Majesty the Empress, so intimately. My dreams are shattered! I really want to kill him and take his place."
These were the thoughts of countless young talents at this moment.
Seeing their goddess-like Undying Empress possessed by another man caused countless people to go mad with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
"Brother, save your breath. Do you know what this man did three days ago? He defeated the Holy Son of the Golden-winged Great Peng clan, Jin Jun! And it was a crushing defeat. If not for the ancient Saint of the Golden-winged Great Peng clan manifesting at the last moment and rescuing Jin Jun, he would have perished here! Moreover, that ancient Saint of the demon race couldn't suppress this person and was shattered by his punch!"
Many Undying City powerhouses who knew the inside story chuckled coldly.
Although they were also jealous of the gray-haired young man, after witnessing his immense power, they had to admit that he was qualified to be worthy of the Undying Empress.
Among the guests attending the ceremony.
The powerhouses from Sky-Crashing Island were conspicuously present.
Chen Yushan, Chen Xia, and several other elders at the Quasi-Saint level, along with other Golden Core realm powerhouses, all shook their heads and sighed in shock as they saw Ling Fan standing alongside the Undying Empress, clearly in the most intimate of relationships.
Chen Zhendong was consumed by jealousy.
"He won't be glorious for long. Once the ceremony begins, the three great holy lands of Wuzhou and the powerhouses of the Golden-winged Great Peng clan will definitely not stand by! They will surely make a move. At that time, let's see how he withstands the powerhouses of the three great holy lands and the demon race!"
Chen Zhendong's heart was filled with darkness. He wished for the powerhouses of the three great holy lands and the Golden-winged Great Peng clan to arrive immediately and bring down Ling Fan, who was sitting with the Undying Empress.
Like him, there were not a few powerhouses with such thoughts.
The powerhouses from various forces in the Storm Sea, seated on the periphery, all harbored their own intentions. Those who genuinely supported the Undying Empress, like Chen Yushan and Sky-Crashing Island, were, after all, a minority.
Others were merely going through the motions, playing both sides.
Once the Undying City could not withstand the three great holy lands and the Golden-winged Great Peng clan, they would immediately turn their backs!
The grand ceremony proceeded step by step.
Just as the ceremony was about to be declared successful.
Boom!
Streams of terrifying, boundless power instantly spread forth. The sky darkened, and the sun and moon lost their light. The Storm Sea boiled, and monstrous waves surged.
Above the Undying City, the void suddenly distorted, and a peerless figure, seemingly integrated with heaven and earth, stepped out of the void. A pressure as heavy as an ancient demonic mountain instantly descended, casting a huge shadow over everyone's hearts.
Behind this person's head, a circle of pure, flawless, and harmonious light hung, emitting an extraordinary and majestic aura.
This was a true Saint!
Everyone was startled in unison.
As expected, they had arrived.
Before everyone could finish their shock, another figure emerged from the void in another direction, his black hair flying wildly, like a god or a demon. A mere leakage of power caused the void to rumble as if it could not bear his immense strength.
Another Saint!
However, this was not the end.
After the appearance of the two Saints, another equally powerful figure descended with a roar.
Three Saints!
Corresponding to the three great holy lands of Wuzhou.
"Haha, today the three great holy lands of Wuzhou intend to destroy the Undying City, and our Golden-winged Great Peng clan will also lend a hand! We seek nothing else. We do not want the ancient Saint inheritance on this woman, nor the power of the Undying City, nor any holy artifacts. We only ask that this woman be handed over to our Golden-winged Great Peng clan, captured, and brought back to be a concubine for our Holy Son!"
A sharp howl, like heavenly thunder, made countless people dizzy. Rolling demonic clouds descended, revealing two figures: the Holy Son Jin Jun, who had been taken away by the ancient Saint of the Golden-winged Great Peng clan earlier, and the newly promoted Demon Saint Jin Ke.
With the arrival of these four Saints, the situation of the Undying City became precarious.