Dragon Yuan plus system, I, Emperor Shi Tian, ​​sweep across the heavens

Ye Gucheng always stood like a lonely and proud shadow, silently standing on the edge of the crowd.

He did not roar like Wang Xianzhi, nor was he as lonely as Li Xunhuan, nor was he as furious as Man Gu.

He was like an ice-cold sculpture, emitting a chill that kept people at a distance. Only the pitch-black sword in his hand revealed a frightening edge.

He seemed out of tune with this noisy battlefield, as if he was born to be lonely.

Suddenly, he moved, like a ghost, without any warning.

There was no starting move, no charging of energy, just a gentle swing of the sword.

This sword did not make any earth-shaking sounds or produce any gorgeous light and shadow effects, but it was breathtakingly fast and incredibly exquisite.

The sword light was like a black lightning, cutting through the sky, with its trajectory strange and unpredictable, as if it could tear the void apart.

Only a faint sword mark was left in the air, like a tiny black crack that disappeared in a flash.

He drew his sword so quickly that it was difficult for others to even catch the moment he drew his sword.

Only the faint hissing sound from the air swept by the sword's edge proved what had just happened.

In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to solidify, leaving only the invisible sword energy spreading silently.

Ye Gucheng put away his sword, his movements as calm as ever, as if he had done something insignificant.

He still stood there, like a lonely traveler, waiting for the next moment to draw his sword.

……

At this moment, the ten figures were like ten unsheathed swords, each emitting a unique light.

These ten outstanding male disciples, each with their own strengths, constitute the backbone of Tianmen.

They experienced life and death tests in the supreme secret realm and gained their own opportunities and growth.

Now, they will shoulder heavier responsibilities, guard the glory of Tianmen, and meet future challenges.

There was no verbal communication between them, they just stared at each other.

However, in this silent gaze, an indescribable tacit understanding flows in each other's hearts.

They saw the determination in each other's eyes, the fighting spirit in each other's hearts, and the responsibilities on each other's shoulders.

This silent communication, better than a thousand words, made them realize more clearly that they were not fighting alone, but were each other's most reliable comrades.

Finally, their eyes turned to the distance together.

The sky there was covered with dark clouds, as if foreshadowing the arduous challenges ahead.

The distance is full of unknown dangers, unpredictable challenges, and endless hope.

What they are about to face is not only a confrontation of strength, but also a test of will.

But they did not show any fear. Instead, their chests were filled with surging fighting spirit and firm expectations for the future.

They know that they are about to take on a more important mission, and they are ready to face all the unknown challenges.

"It seems that they are already prepared." The old man from Lingxiao Sect stroked his beard and said softly.

There was a hint of barely perceptible relief in his voice, but it also seemed to conceal a deeper worry.

The man in brocade robes looked at the entrance of the secret realm with complicated eyes, and he hesitated to speak. In the end, he only whispered: "Teacher, I always feel that the sky tonight is a little unusual..."

“Don’t worry, with Emperor Shitian in charge of the Supreme Secret Realm, these geniuses will be able to be protected.” The old man from Lingxiao Sect smiled faintly, and his words showed his strong confidence in Emperor Shitian.

……

As night falls, the depths of the secret realm are utterly silent. Only the light of fireflies, like scattered stars, embellish this mysterious place.

The air is filled with an ancient and strange atmosphere, as if time has stopped here.

Bai Suzhen entered the Holy Temple of Heaven holding a glazed lantern. The soft light illuminated the hall, revealing the sacred figure of Indra.

"Xiaozhen, come here!" Emperor Shitian waved his hand, his eyes were deep, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Master, do you have any instructions?" Bai Suzhen asked softly, her voice as clear as pearls falling on a plate, and especially clear in the silent night.

The lantern in her hand swayed slightly, and the light and shadow danced, reflecting her beautiful face.

"In three days, the trial will be over. All the disciples have gained opportunities and their strength has greatly improved. They can now serve Tianmen."

Emperor Shitian nodded slightly, then said: "However, in order to ensure the success of this competition, I have to prepare some treasures for them..."

After saying that, he took out the furnace of creation.

The furnace is three feet high, and its surface is covered with ancient runes, flashing with a faint golden light, as if it contains infinite power.

Then he began to put materials into the furnace.

The earth's core black iron, the immortal purple crystal, the extremely yang true gold... every piece of material is extraordinary and exudes a unique aura that is breathtaking.

After finishing the delivery, he took a deep breath and slowly raised his right hand.

Golden light flickered at the fingertips and mysterious symbols emerged from thin air, interweaving into a golden light curtain that enveloped the huge furnace.

There was a loud rumbling sound, and the rune was fully activated.

The furnace body is red all over, as if it was cast from magma, and it is carved with ancient mythical beasts, which are lifelike and exude a suffocating pressure.

As the furnace cover slowly rose, a blazing flame gushed out, rushing straight into the night sky, illuminating the entire secret realm like daylight.

The flames burned fiercely, making a deafening roar, as if an ancient beast was awakening.

Indra stared at the blazing flames with eyes as sharp as torches. A powerful aura emanated from him, as if he controlled all power between heaven and earth.

"Let's start..." Indra whispered, with a hint of irrepressible excitement in his voice.

Hundreds of kinds of divine materials were first put into the furnace as auxiliary materials for this refining.

Next, there are three main ingredients.

The first is the ten thousand year old cold iron.

Under the licking of the scorching flames, the thousand-year-old cold iron made a sizzling sound, like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun, quickly melting into a ball of silvery-white liquid, emitting a chilling cold air.

Then, the deep-sea black crystal was thrown into it. The faint blue light and the red flame complemented each other, making crackling sounds and turning into a pool of crystal clear blue liquid, which was like the essence of the sea and contained endless energy.

Finally, the Nine Heavens Star Sand slowly fell, twinkling like the stars in the night sky falling into the mortal world, blending with the other two materials, making a buzzing resonance, and finally turning into a golden stream of light, flowing slowly in the furnace, emitting a dazzling light...

Emperor Shitian formed seals with his hands and muttered something. Mysterious runes flew out from his fingertips and merged into the golden light stream.

His eyes were focused as he manipulated his spiritual power and directed the flow of light, like a skilled craftsman carving a peerless treasure.

Under his control, the golden light sometimes surged and sometimes condensed, gradually outlining the prototypes of pieces of armor and weapons.