Deng ChanYu spoke frankly, "I have some doubts about your ability to deduce."
Dàjiǎ flipped an eye and said, "Although I can't compare to you, I can still deduce things. First, refine your sword, and then you can say whether you want to go or not."
"Go, go, go now! I feel that the land vein node there is not too far from here."
It did not take long before they discovered an underground cavern that, upon a cursory glance, appeared to have no discernible shape. A brilliant, red radiance filled the space, indicating an extreme concentration of fire-elemental Qi, spawning numerous flame sprites. They lacked consciousness, could not leave, and detested all outsiders.
A roar of rage echoed from the deepest part of the cave, and soon after, a colossal dragon composed entirely of flames emerged from the cave, its breaths scorching and its eyes filled with fury.
"Get out! We don't welcome you here!"
Deng ChanYu had already anticipated this. With a flick of her shoulder, her demeanor changed abruptly: "Open your dog eyes and see who I am!"
She clenched her right fist tightly, and the aura of the elder Uncle Xuan, who was the Golden Crow, overpowered the essence of immortality that belonged to her.
The fire dragon was momentarily stunned, then became extremely sycophantic, lying on the ground like an old servant: "Greetings to the Young Master!"
Under the guidance and coercion of the fire dragon, the numerous flame sprites reluctantly vacated the path, allowing them to enter the cave.
The cave's interior had been excavated, and the blazing inferno within ebbed and flowed like waves, causing Deng ChanYu to feel as if the fire magic within her was about to surge. She hastily reined in her thoughts, reduced the daily activities of Phoenix and Moonlight to their bare minimum, and exerted all her effort to maintain balance among the five elements.
Daji felt nothing much, after all, it was all hot; the sweat was evaporating as soon as it flowed out, and she felt like she was being roasted from the inside out. At this moment, she deeply missed the cool winds of the Underworld. The King of Hell's palace, which used to be so annoying to her, now seemed wonderfully beautiful in her mind. The ugly faces of the Kings of Hell also appeared so familiar and endearing to her.
Deng ChanYu stared at her for a while. Daji nodded at her, indicating that she was ready.
Deng ChanYu took out the Broken Immortal Sword again from the Green Light Dual Realm Lamp. Just as she released the restrictions, the Dazhi Jinyan (Great Sun Gold Flame) on the blade, which served as a scabbard, was quickly assimilated by the flames within this node. Dark as ink, the magical aura began to surge from within the blade.
She sat cross-legged and focused all her efforts on manipulating the surrounding fire elemental Qi, preparing to cleanse the Broken Immortal Sword. She intended to purify it thoroughly with the flames of the Sun Star.
Daji took out an octagonal purple gold hammer, holding it in her right hand and placing the hammer on her back.
Deng ChanYu turned around: "?"
Deng ChanYu turned around and said, "It seems like you want to kill your own husband!"
Could we switch to a weapon with less destructive power?
Daji took out an axe.
Deng ChanYu quickly shook her head.
Daji exchanged it for a Demonic Suppression Staff.
Deng ChanYu was at a loss for words. "Demonic Suppression" indeed fits the current task well, but she felt a chill on her head all the same.
Alright, alright, Daji probably doesn't have any bad intentions. It must be my overthinking!
Deng ChanYu composed herself and, upon opening her eyes once more, had entered the Wu Huang DaoTi (Mother Goddess Dao Body). Her back shimmered with the illusory image of a phoenix with colorful feathers, a serpent's tail undulating and twisting, and her crimson hair flowing in the wind. Her divine aura enveloped the entire cave, causing many flame sprites to shudder in fear.
After compensating for the weakness in the water element, she could now sustain her state in the Dao Body for several times longer than before. Without excessive expenditure, she could maintain it for a month without issue.
Without the aid of Moonlight and the Great Dao of the Phoenix, this time it was entirely powered by her own strength.
She formally made a seal with her fingers, focusing most of her mind on the fire sea. She had acquired too little essence from the Golden Crow Elder Foshan, and in order not to provoke the enemy feeling of these flame sprites in the cave, she couldn't waste anything now. She was using her own strength to control the surrounding fire elemental Qi and refine the Broken Immortal Sword again.
An endless sea of flames surged into the blade under her guidance, the flames that could instantly kill Qiongqi were here only capable of purifying a hair-thin strand of demonic aura. The demonic aura possessed a high level of assimilation properties; if she lost even a slight bit of control, those magical auras would assimilate the flames into demonic flames.
Purifying one part, assimilating one part.
This purification seemed to have no end.
Dammit! Deng ChanYu cursed to herself in the dark, knowing it wouldn't be that easy!
No matter how difficult it is, she has to finish the refining! This Broken Immortal Sword is very important to her now.
Nan Ming Li Huo Jian (Southern Ming Fire Sword) is indeed a sword, but it's more like a traditional Daoist sword used to enhance the power of spells, much like the magical staffs in games.
The Liang Tian Chi (Measure the Sky Ruler) is a treasure of merit, suitable for subduing fate, deducing the mysteries of the heavens, and avoiding death to extend life. It's not impossible to use it for killing, just like the Pan Gu Banner, it would result in a loss of merit. The merit here is not the meritorious act of creating the heavens, but using it once results in a loss of some merit, and using it again results in an even greater loss. This is also a big loss for Deng ChanYu.
Deng ChanYu's own merits are limited, but the endless idiot of the Primordial Chaos is infinite. It's almost impossible to cleanse!
She desperately needs the Broken Immortal Sword. Once the demonic aura within is purified, wouldn't she be able to kill those idiots at will then?
The figure of an old man who seemed rather aloof appeared within the sword. Deng ChanYu's eyes, shining with sacred light, immediately projected towards him. The old man's figure said no more than a single word before being shattered into flying ashes.
Deng ChanYu definitely wasn't the Nuwa, but the elderly figure remaining within the sword was far inferior to Luo Huo.
She blasted the figure whenever it appeared.
There was an additional benefit to this kind of killing; it was that her spiritual cultivation was rapidly advancing. The saying goes, "Enlightenment is achieved by seeing one's true nature." She was still far from the clear and mirror-like state, but even a Taiyi Immortal needed a fairly high level of spiritual cultivation.
She is refining the sword while also refining her heart.
After waiting for over ten days and seeing that there was no danger here, as it just required patience, Daji quietly left. This place was too hot, and she would still cultivate the Celestial Dao in the underground palace.
Yu Yu Tian.
As Deng ChanYu refined the Broken Immortal Sword within the Sun Star, there were also varying degrees of tremors on Tao Zong Lao's side for the Zhenxian, Luoxian, Tanxian, and Juewan Swords.
The five swords were all connected at their roots, created by the demonic ancestor Luo Huo at Xuemishe. At this moment, one sword was in distress, and the other four responded accordingly. Kill intent erupted from the blade and enveloped Yu Yu Tian. The four sword qi were very clever; after a brief convergence, they flew off in four different directions.
Tongtian Jiaozhu shook his head and lightly laughed, then flipped his palm, crushing the four streams of sword qi that had flown out over tens of millions of miles.
He followed the direction of the sword qi, focusing his gaze on the Sun Star.
He remained silent, watching Deng ChanYu's struggle with the Broken Immortal Sword.
In his view, to forge ahead bravely, to cut through thorns and brambles, is what truly defines a true seeker of the path.
According to his view, the disciples of Nuwa are those who think too much, looking forward and backward, and cannot accomplish great things!
Nuwa was destined to be the supreme deity of the Primordial Chaos World, and the Three Pure Ones were created from Pan Gu's essence. They were aware of this fate.
Tongtian Jiaozhu felt that if he were in Nuwa's place, there would be no business for Hou Tian at all. To contend, he had to secure the supreme authority of the three realms and then gradually drive the sages out of the Primordial Chaos using his boundless destiny. Finally, he would gather the great power of the Primordial Chaos and strike his sword at Hongjun!
After all, you have the destiny of the Primordial Chaos World in your hands. This world supports you in the shadows. Why hide? As a result, Nuwa chose to give up everything and lie flat.
Tongtian Jiaozhu looked down on Nuwa, thinking she was too timid, and thus had a mediocre opinion of Deng ChanYu. He immediately turned his gaze away, no longer caring about the Broken Immortal Sword.
