I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 242 - 238 Cang Tower (Two in One 4700 words! End of Volume One)_2

Chapter 242: Chapter 238 Cang Tower (Two in One 4700 words! End of Volume One)_2

Every day, the lives of all living beings and commoners improve at a visible speed.

In the Divine Court, within the palace where Liang Hui secluded himself for cultivation.

Filled with pure white divine radiance, these tides continuously surged within the palace, and if one listened carefully, they could hear the prayers and prostrations of countless living beings.

Also present were various chaotic desires, filling the space.

This was the faith of all living beings.

Like the ocean’s waters, the faith flowed towards the slender figure seated in lotus position at the center, wishing to mold him into the figure of expectation held by the masses.

But it was blocked by an invisible shield, kept outside.

Suddenly, Liang Hui’s closed eyes opened, looking at the surging waves, he reached out with his palm.

All faith at that moment, began to madly surge towards the palm of the young man.

Soon, the faith that filled the room vanished, and in Liang Hui’s palm there was a fist-sized pure white pearl.

"Faith is toxic!"

Liang Hui sighed lightly, putting away the pearl in his palm.

Although faith had its flaws, it was still very useful to him.

Next, Liang Hui turned his consciousness towards the Flowing Light Bell within his hair.

Immutable radiance intertwined with one another, forming information that belonged to himself.

Martial Artist: Qi Meridian (64.25%); Daoist: Entry to the Path (10.56%)

Whether as a Martial Artist or Daoist cultivator, at his realm, progression had inevitably slowed down.

It took about ten days to advance by one percent, which means Liang Hui would need at least a year to break through to the God Meridian.

This was still with the deep foundations laid during his breakthrough to the Qi Meridian, where he directly completed nearly half of the Qi Meridian’s structure.

And for a Daoist to break through to the Primordial Spirit Level, it would take about three years.

His consciousness receded and his body stood up, walking slowly towards the door.

Creak!

The door was pushed open from the inside.

Before Liang Hui’s eyes appeared a row of formidable figures, each enveloped in a faint glow, filled with divinity.

At that moment, they stood respectfully on the steps below.

Tower!

An elder with red hair stepped out from the crowd, bowing deeply:

"Your Majesty, the Divine Court’s sacred artifact will soon be completed, please follow me."

"Lead the way!"

Then, he surveyed the surrounding crowd.

"Everyone, together."

"After all, the forging of this sacred artifact has inscriptions from each of you that mark your own paths."

Taking a step forward, he passed by the many strong figures, heading towards the direction of the Weapon Forging Pavilion.

The many strong figures followed closely behind.

They were also extremely curious about the sacred artifact being crafted.

This past month, whether Divine Meridian or Primordial Spirit Level strong figures, no matter where they were, Elder Huo would summon them to the secret realm to leave their own paths inscribed.

Soon, Liang Hui arrived in front of the Weapon Forging Pavilion, just pushed open the door, and stepped into the secret realm.

A golden radiance immediately came from the sky and stopped before him.

The war spear was golden throughout, its tip tinged with faint red.

Merely by floating before Liang Hui, the arriving strong figures felt a stabbing pain between their eyebrows, as if they would be pierced the next moment.

He reached out with his palm, grasped the Immortal War Spear, and after feeling it for a while,

A hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes; the Eternal Spear had grown stronger by a margin.

Clap!

He carried the war spear on his back and strode toward the furnace.

It was the center of the secret realm, densely packed with figures, some forming Seal Gestures, stoking the furnace flames, or pouring various materials.

Even from several tens of miles away, Liang Hui could still hear the roaring sounds coming from within the furnace.

Soon, Liang Hui, together with the many strong figures of the Divine Court, arrived beside the furnace.

With the arrival of Liang Hui, everyone stopped their actions.

They looked on respectfully at the actual ruler of the Divine Court.

Yet the young man did not immediately inspect the sacred artifact but looked towards a graceful figure among the crowd.

"She really is idle!"

This thought inevitably arose in his mind.

Without further thought, he cast his gaze onto the ancient furnace, peering past the furnace wall, various colored flames, and radiance.

Liang Hui saw it, the azure, translucent five-layered Little Tower.

The Little Tower was completely sky blue with gentle radiance, accommodating all things.

Each layer of the tower’s body was carved with patterns, with ancestral worship, celestial bodies, the corpses of Mo, soaring Sword Qi..., various scenes continuously shifting.

As time passed, no one dared to disturb the Divine Emperor.

Elder Huo, who followed him, also felt uneasy at this moment; he was very satisfied with the sacred artifact forged by gathering the power of the Divine Court.

But he did not know what the Emperor thought.

"Not bad!"

"Elder Huo, you have worked hard."

At the sound of those deep words, Elder Huo’s unease quickly settled.

"Your Majesty, the forging of the great artifact is not only my work but the achievement of the Divine Court."

"Elder Huo, there’s no need to be modest; if His Majesty says you worked hard, then you have."

A light laughter came from the crowd.

Su Yao approached Liang Hui leisurely, her graceful steps bringing her to his side.

She raised her arm, revealing a bracelet emitting five-colored flowing light.

"Elder Huo’s forging skill is unparalleled in this world, and I am very satisfied with this bracelet," she said.

"Your Highness, as long as you are pleased."

Elder Huo gave Su Yao a bow and said no more.

Liang Hui reached out his hand, patting the lady’s shoulder.

He looked up and suddenly reached into the furnace.

Boom!

The furnace lid exploded, and a sky-blue light flew out, with countless strikes aiming at Liang Hui.

There were peerless Sword Qi, scorching seas of fire, overwhelming waves...

However, these ferocious attacks were extinguished in an instant, and his fair palm easily grasped the body of the tower.

His domineering spirit and will instantly shattered the chaotic patterns within the Little Tower.

With his own will as the lead, he integrated the many paths.

Faint blue light emerged on the Little Tower, which now appeared even purer and more translucent.