Chapter 17

Tianyuan!

The process of spirit shaping was incredibly wondrous. When Fang Wang envisioned the sword-shaped spirit he desired, he entered a strange state of inner vision. He saw a black area appear within his body, within which flames burned fiercely, gradually condensing into the shape of a sword. ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿ โปโžˆ๐“ผะฝรนโ“.โ’ธ๐Ž๐“œ โ˜ฎ๐Ÿซ

Fang Wang's attention was focused on the sword. At this moment, his thoughts seemed to transform into invisible hands that could touch the sword.

As he became engrossed in it, the flames around him surged to the top of his head, condensing into a fireball.

Guang Qiuxian, Yang Yuanzi, and Zhou Xingshi stood in the corridor watching.

"Your disciple's cultivation technique is extraordinary. This is the first time I've ever seen such scorching spiritual energy," Guangqiu Xian exclaimed.

Yang Yuanzi remained silent; he didn't actually know much about Fang Wang.

Zhou Xingshi then thought of the battle before he entered the sect. He had only exchanged one palm strike with Fang Wang and had to recuperate for a full month. Even now, thinking back on it still made him tremble with fear.

The joy of creating the Xuan Yuan Treasure Spirit had faded in the moment. He stared at the nascent treasure spirit above Fang Wang's head, and his intuition told him that Fang Wang's treasure spirit must be superior to his own.

With a Qi Cultivation Realm level seven capable of sweeping away him and fifty other cultivators, he wasn't sure what kind of natal spirit Fang Wang would create.

He had heard many legends of geniuses in his family, but Fang Wang was the most terrifying genius he had ever seen.

Putting aside strength, this kid was only at the seventh level of Qi Nourishing Realm a few months ago, and now he's already working with him to shape his spirit...

Zhou Xingshi's heart skipped a beat, and his gaze toward Fang Wang became increasingly complicated.

Time passed slowly.

Half an hour later.

The magical spirit above Fang Wang's head had begun to take the shape of a sword, and the flames around him grew ever larger, like fire snakes coiling around his body. Even the water in the pool began to boil, and bursts of hot mist rose up.

Guang Qiuxian stroked his beard and laughed, "At least the Xuan Yuan is there."

Yang Yuanzi's eyes were solemn as he said, "If one can reach the Profound Origin Rank at this stage, it is likely that one can truly reach the Earth Origin Rank."

His gaze involuntarily drifted towards Zhou Xingshi, making Zhou Xingshi's heart pound wildly. He suddenly regretted staying to watch, but now that he wanted to leave, he couldn't.

Guang Qiuxian stared at Fang Wang and laughed smugly, "After Yuan Jun, another Fang Wang has emerged. How can the Taiyuan Sect not prosper?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yuanzi shook his head and snorted coldly, "Sect Leader, I advise you not to be complacent. Don't forget the tragedy of the Taiqing Sect. The Taiyuan Sect attracts cultivation families with geniuses, which may cause other sects to be jealous. One Lu Yuanjun may not be a problem, but if another one emerges, it's not certain."

Upon hearing this, Guang Qiuxian's smile gradually faded.

Hearing this, Zhou Xingshi felt even more regretful and began to think about how to deal with the situation later.

Time continued to pass, second by second.

The sword-shaped spirit above Fang Wang's head became increasingly solid, and some fine patterns could even be seen. Moreover, this spirit began to absorb the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth.

"Jigen!"

Guangqiu Xian uttered two words: "When shaping a spirit, one can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth," which is a characteristic of the Earthly Treasure Spirit.

Zhou Xingshi felt a mix of emotions, his hands clenched tightly.

"It's no wonder that a genius like him could create a spirit treasure... Why should I compare myself to him..." Zhou Xingshi comforted himself.

Fang Wang's treasure spirit was still gathering, which made Guang Qiuxian unable to remain calm, and he frowned deeply.

Yang Yuanzi narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on Fang Wang's natal spirit treasure.

At this moment, Fang Wang was still introspecting his natal spirit. In that darkness, his natal spirit had condensed into the sword shape he desired. The hilt and guard of the sword seemed to be coiled around a magnificent red dragon, exuding power and dominance.

How cool it would be to hold a sword like that!

Fang Wang was very satisfied with his aesthetic sense. Just as he was admiring his treasure spirit, he suddenly sensed something and his gaze subconsciously shifted upwards.

A bright light appeared in the darkness above, and his heavenly palace was revealed.

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Just as Fang Wang was confused,

The gates of the Heavenly Palace suddenly opened, and a beam of light shot out, descending and striking his natal spirit treasure head-on.

boom!

His sword-shaped spirit vanished instantly. At the same time, outside, Guang Qiuxian and the other two saw the spirit above Fang Wang's head suddenly explode, and a wave of fire spread out.

Guang Qiuxian raised his hand, using his own spiritual power to block the sweeping fire wave. His brows were furrowed, and disappointment was evident in his eyes.

Yang Yuanzi frowned deeply and said in a deep voice, "Failed? How is that possible? Only Huang Yuanbao's spirit could fail to be created..."

Seeing this scene, Zhou Xingshi felt both joy and regret. For such a prodigy to fail in his spirit-shaping attempt was like falling from the clouds to the mortal realm. Deep down, he was still looking forward to seeing how powerful Fang Wang would become after his spirit-shaping attempt. If he succeeded, he might witness the rise of a legend of our time.

pity!

In his internal vision state, Fang Wang stared blankly at the Heavenly Palace.

What happened?

Why did the Heavenly Palace destroy his precious spirit?

At this moment, he panicked. Although the Heavenly Palace was there, there must be a way out, but he didn't want to play the fool and take advantage of others. Within the Taiyuan Sect, one's natal spirit determines one's aptitude and treatment.

Just as Fang Wang was at a loss, the gate of the Heavenly Palace did not close, and light shone from inside, becoming increasingly dazzling.

"That is..."

Fang Wang gazed at the intense light within the Heavenly Palace and vaguely saw a blurry figure.

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"It failed!"

Guang Qiuxian said in a deep voice, his face full of disappointment. He gave Fang Wang a deep look, turned around, and prepared to leave.

Just then, he suddenly sensed something and turned around abruptly.

Flames surged in the eyes of the three, and Fang Wang's body was engulfed in flames. His robes were burned to ashes, and the water in the pool evaporated at an extremely fast speed. The scorching heat spread into the corridor of the Shiyuan Palace.

Yang Yuanzi was moved, and Zhou Xingshi's eyes widened.

Under the watchful eyes of the three of them, Fang Wang had transformed into a figure of fire, with raging flames surging towards his head and coalescing together.

"This is... a re-condensation of the spirit essence? How is this possible!"

Yang Yuanzi exclaimed, unable to remain calm any longer.

Guang Qiuxian seemed to have thought of something. His pupils dilated, and he took a deep breath, saying, "Legend has it that condensing one's natal spirit can lead to a phoenix-like rebirth, a phenomenon often seen in unparalleled geniuses. A natal spirit capable of phoenix-like rebirth... is destiny itself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Xingshi beside him, and saw a black fan condense above Zhou Xingshi's head.

"My precious spirit... why is it out of control..."

Zhou Xingshi asked in a panic, his gaze involuntarily turning to Guang Qiuxian, hoping to get the sect leader's help.

However, Guang Qiuxian ignored him, only glancing at him before turning his gaze to Fang Wang in the pool.

the other side.

Gu Li, who was meditating in the cave, suddenly opened her eyes. She looked up and her brows furrowed as she saw a silver longsword appear above her head.

That's her natal spirit treasure!

"What's going on...?"

Gu Li muttered to herself, feeling inexplicably uneasy, because she couldn't take back her natal spirit treasure. This was the first time she had encountered such a situation since she had created her spirit treasure.

Not only her, but also the Spirit Shaping Realm disciples flying among the peaks of Taiyuan Sect encountered the same situation. Their own natal spirit treasures condensed above their heads, and some disciples stopped, either nervous or fearful.

Inside the Shiyuan Hall.

The firelight illuminated the faces of Guang Qiuxian, Yang Yuanzi, and Zhou Xingshi, all of whom were in shock and unable to remain calm.

Yang Yuanzi gritted his teeth and said, "Even my natal spirit is afraid..."

Guang Qiuxian's face was gloomy, and he didn't say a word, but his heart was also extremely unsettled.

They saw a divine weapon gradually materialize from the raging flames above Fang Wang's headโ€”not a sword, but a long weapon!

At this moment, Fang Wang also saw the long weapon in his internal vision state.

boom!

The darkness shattered, his consciousness wavered, and he suddenly felt his feet touch the ground. He opened his eyes and was astonished to find himself inside the Heavenly Palace.

A halberd nearly ten feet long stood before him, with a faintly visible azure dragon encircling it. The halberd head was inlaid with curved blades on both sides, each a third of the length of the halberd. Between the two blades was a dragon-shaped halberd body, as if the dragon had coiled its body, its mouth facing the sky, spitting out a sword blade. The halberd tail was like a short sword, extremely sharp. The halberd body was pitch black, gleaming with a ghostly light.

What an imposing halberd!

Fang Wang subconsciously raised his hand and grasped the halberd. In an instant, the Xuan Yang True Fire within his body surged out and coiled around the halberd. The blade and double edge at the head of the halberd ignited with flames, and even the tip of the halberd's tail ignited with flames. Flame patterns covered the halberd shaft, adding color to the battle halberd and making it even more majestic.

The moment Fang Wang grasped the halberd, he inexplicably sensed it, as if it were a part of his body.

A powerful emotion compelled him to name the halberd, and he slowly uttered his thought: "Heavenly Palace Halberd!"

Named after the Heavenly Palace!

In an instant, his consciousness returned to reality, and his body instinctively stood up.

Under the watchful eyes of Guang Qiuxian and the other two, Fang Wang, wreathed in raging flames, stood up, his right hand gripping the halberd-shaped treasure above his head. At this moment, he resembled a war god, towering and upright, a completely different person from before.

Yang Yuanzi couldn't help but turn to look at Guang Qiuxian and ask, "The Xuan Yuan Treasure Spirit has a mysterious light, and the Di Yuan Treasure Spirit can devour the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, then... what rank must a Treasure Spirit that has undergone Nirvana and rebirth, and which makes other natal Treasure Spirits fear, be?"

He had a vague guess in his mind, but dared not say it aloud.

Guang Qiuxian stared intently at Fang Wang's figure and uttered two words: "Tian Yuan!"

Zhou Xingshi was stunned, standing there dumbfounded, unaware of the murderous glare Yang Yuanzi was casting at him.

At the same time, all the flames around Fang Wang entered the Heavenly Palace Halberd, revealing his figure. The ten-foot-long Heavenly Palace Halberd looked extremely domineering in his hands.

Fang Wang then planted the end of the Heavenly Palace Halberd into the bottom of the pool, unleashing a terrifying shockwave that forced Guang Qiuxian to make another move. This time, even the Shiyuan Palace trembled.

"Sect Leader, what is the grade of my magical treasure?"

Fang Wang looked at Guang Qiuxian and asked, suppressing his excitement. He could clearly feel the spiritual power in his body boiling and its essence undergoing a transformation.

Spirit Shaping Realm!

Guang Qiuxian stared at the Heavenly Palace Halberd and said, "I don't know the specific rank above the Earthly Origin Treasure Spirit, because I have never seen the Heavenly Origin Treasure Spirit before..."

His gaze followed Zhou Xingshi, glancing sideways.

Sensing the murderous intent, Zhou Xingshi snapped back to reality. He took two steps back and hurriedly said, "I...I absolutely won't tell anyone!"