Using the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower as the foundation and referencing various Heaven-Opening Divine Weapons, Yi Tianxing condensed martial intent through the resonance of laws and Dao rhythms. From this, he pioneered a supreme combat technique which he named The Heavenly Emperor's Fist of Creation—also referred to as The Heavenly Emperor's Hand of Creation. Of course, this was merely a name. It wasn't limited to just fists. Within it were encompassed body movements, footwork, spear techniques, swordplay—capable of channeling any weapon in existence into its essence.Endlessly transformative and infinitely mysterious.
Like the legendary "Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand," this technique was uniquely wondrous.
Yet, this wasn't an ordinary battle technique—it was a contemplative technique, emphasizing intent over form. Supreme martial intent was the foundation, while physical forms and movements were secondary—not unimportant, but not decisive in its execution.
The most remarkable feature of this technique was its ability to directly draw upon the power of the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower, making it deeply integrated with the artifact. If the tower's power wasn't invoked, this technique would still count as a top-tier skill. But once it could channel the tower's might, it became a supreme, heaven-defying technique, with limitless potential and unfathomable power.
With the tower's empowerment, even a casual punch could contain the power of a Minor World, capable of shattering mountains and sundering the heavens—full of endless profundity.
Moreover, this technique drastically boosted the user's power. Since it was created based on the tower and shared the same origin, their energies could stack.
The first strike delivered normal power.
The second strike would be twice as strong.
The third strike would be triple the power.
And so on.
So long as the body could withstand it, the power could continue escalating—tenfold, twentyfold, even thirtyfold. With such might, a single strike could obliterate the entire world.
Though not a pure flesh-tempering divine power, the physical requirements remained immense. This martial intent harnessed the momentum of the heavens and earth, drew upon the power of the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower, and the body served as the bridge through which that force was conducted.
"Let's test it first,"Yi Tianxing murmured, brimming with anticipation.
After all, this was a technique he had poured months of effort into, using his lifebound treasure as the visualization anchor to finally forge a supreme combat technique. Even he was curious to see what it could do—he wanted to experience it firsthand.
Whoosh!
Light flashed in front of him. A spatial gate appeared directly before him.
Yi Tianxing stepped forward and vanished from the secluded chamber. The next moment, he appeared above the waters near Skyhawk Island. Standing atop the sea, he made no movements, yet the water naturally lifted him up as if he were a water god in command of the ocean.
Thanks to his Water God Life Aperture, he could move through any body of water with ease and grace—no restraint, complete fluidity.
Yi Tianxing did not conceal his aura. In fact, he deliberately radiated it outward. But he masked his true cultivation, making himself seem like a mere mortal. Even his blood and qi were left exposed, effectively announcing to all nearby sea beasts that he was a delicious morsel.
ROAR!
As expected, nearby sea beasts sensed the opportunity at once.
A towering sea wolf leapt from the depths, followed by a monstrous fish erupting from the ocean. Its mouth brimmed with jagged, horrifying fangs. Even worse, its body was covered in bone spikes, each sharper than an arrow.
This was the feared Bone-Spike Devilfish, a vicious predator that devoured everything indiscriminately—and it never hunted alone. Where there was one, there were many.
Sure enough, countless more surged from the sea, unleashing storms of bone spikes like arrows raining from the sky, blotting out every path of retreat.
"Heavenly Emperor's Hand of Creation — Spatial Gate!"
Yi Tianxing's eyes flashed. With a wave of his arm, four silver-white Spatial Gates instantly manifested in all directions around him. The gates enclosed him completely.
At their centers spun silver vortexes, exuding a powerful suction force that devoured all incoming bone spikes. They vanished into the gates without leaving a trace—not a single one reached his body.
Then, in the next instant—
Streaks of light burst forth from the gates. These were the very bone spikes that had been absorbed—but now glowing with silvery radiance, imbued with the power of space. They shot out with uncanny precision, appearing before the devilfish in the blink of an eye, striking them with merciless force.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
The air filled with the sharp sound of flesh being pierced.
The devilfish were instantly riddled like pincushions. Each bone spike not only contained their original destructive power but had also been enhanced by spatial force, magnifying their lethality manyfold.
Dozens died on the spot.
This was merely one move from the Heavenly Emperor's Hand of Creation, using the Spatial Gate as a visualization model and integrating the laws of space. It served as a martial intent that embodied spatial law sigils—creating a technique that could devour any attack, be it divine weapons, spells, or techniques—so long as the attack couldn't instantly obliterate the gate.
And the real magic lay in the reversal:It could reflect and amplify what it absorbed—returning the blow tenfold, a retaliation of terrifying potency.
In essence, it was akin to Heavenly Shift, Cosmic Reversal—a power that turned the tables in an instant.
Suddenly, the sea roiled again.A massive sea turtle emerged from the waves, over a thousand meters long. Upon its forehead grew a single golden horn, shimmering with arcane sigils.
With a blinding flash, the horn shot out a beam of golden divine light, burning through the ocean, vaporizing everything in its path, hurtling toward Yi Tianxing like a celestial punishment.
Yi Tianxing raised his arm and cleaved the air—
The Yin-Yang Axe appeared from thin air.
As soon as it materialized, it drew in the surrounding heaven and earth energy like a vortex. Yin and yang energies danced along its edge, exuding peerless sharpness.
CRACK!!
The axe collided with the golden beam, splitting it in two.
Not only that—the power from the Spatial Gate flowed naturally into the axe, amplifying its force even further.
The axe strike continued forward like a raging torrent, cleaving the giant sea turtle in two.
A fountain of blood dyed the sea crimson.
"It seems the technique I created is a success."Yi Tianxing nodded to himself.
That turtle had possessed strength likely equal to a Nascent Soul cultivator. Normally, even a Yang God-level expert might not be able to fatally wound it. But now, Yi Tianxing had cleaved it in half with a single strike. That alone was testament to the brutality of the Yin-Yang Axe, especially when empowered by the Spatial Gate.
And this wasn't even using the full force of the Hongmeng Tower's Heaven-Opening Divine Weapons. If he had, the power would have risen to an even more unimaginable level.
Whoosh!
The Spatial Gate reopened, and Yi Tianxing returned quietly to his secluded chamber. No one knew he had just taken a detour through the open sea—and slain a monstrous sea turtle.
And of course, the turtle's corpse would not be wasted—it was a top-grade delicacy.
He had no intention of resuming seclusion for now.Instead, he stepped outside.
"Your Majesty,"said the Tong Emperor, appearing immediately."The Heavenly Maiden Gong Qianyu of the Celestial Race whom we rescued has been asking to see you. Also, emissaries from the Celestial Race have arrived bearing gifts to express their gratitude."
"The Celestial Race has come in person? It seems Gong Qianyu's identity is far from simple. How many came? What kind of gifts did they bring?"Yi Tianxing pondered aloud.
"The gifts are stored in the City Lord's manor. Shall I have them brought over if Your Majesty wishes to inspect them?" Tong Emperor replied, his tone betraying a hint of coldness toward Gong Qianyu.
"Very well, have them sent to the garden."Yi Tianxing nodded. He was indeed curious what the Celestial Race would offer as "thanks."
After all, they were one of the peak powerful races—by no means inferior to the Human Race.
Soon, three ornate treasure chests were brought into the garden's pavilion.
Even the chests themselves were made of precious materials, their carved patterns elegant and filled with artistic flair.
Click!
With a signal from Yi Tianxing, one of the maids stepped forward and opened a chest—
A blinding radiance immediately burst forth.