The Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower was now radiating a dazzling purple light, intense to the extreme. It emanated a profound aura—because within the tower, a tenth of a strand of Hongmeng Purple Qi had been fused into it, causing a fundamental transformation in its foundation and potential.
No matter how terrifying the tribulation outside was, as soon as it appeared, it was ruthlessly devoured by the tower. Within the chaotic world inside the tower, nothing could escape its pull. Any force swept into it was rapidly refined, digested, and absorbed as the tower's inner foundation. It transformed into primal world essence and merged into each of the tower's internal worlds, tempering innate spirit treasures one by one.
What made innate spirit treasures so unique was that they each contained the laws of heaven and earth. These laws manifested as Innate Divine Bans, and every single ban represented the ongoing refinement and perfection of a specific law. In the process of condensing these lawful Dao Rhythms, the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower had a natural advantage, allowing the Heaven-Opening Divine Artifacts to undergo rapid evolution into innate spirit treasures.
One by one, the artifacts transformed.
And the tower itself continued to evolve and ascend.
Its structure became even more streamlined and aesthetically perfect. A single glance revealed a myriad of shifting laws upon its surface. The body of the tower grew more resilient. Now, even if struck by another innate spirit treasure, the attacker would likely suffer damage and be repelled, while the tower remained unshaken. It had fused the origin and power of thirty-four innate spirit treasures, making it unfathomably tough.
In terms of durability and defensive power, it was on par with the highest innate treasures.
When the tower's upgrade finally concluded, an invisible aura of suppression surged out like a tidal wave. Everywhere it touched, countless living beings felt a crushing force, as though mountains pressed down on them, forcing them to their knees in submission.
Fortunately, this pressure only lasted an instant before vanishing completely.
Clearly, Yi Tianxing's control over power had reached perfection.
Swish!!
At that moment, the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower flared with divine light, and an overwhelming devouring force materialized out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, it enveloped the skies, swallowing all the tribulation lightning in a single moment. The scene was like a bottomless abyss—everything vanished without a trace. The sky, once filled with heavenly tribulation clouds, was now completely cleared.
And the tower, having devoured such energy, glowed with even greater radiance. Its internal space expanded dramatically, growing to a diameter of 137,000 miles.
As the tribulation clouds dissipated, a pillar of divine light descended from the heavens, enveloping the tower. Within this light surged boundless primal creative force, pouring into the tower, rapidly baptizing and refining its form. The force merged into the tower body and into the thirty-four Heaven-Opening Divine Artifacts.
This creative divine light was the purest form of primal energy in existence—unmatched in its nourishing capacity. The tower devoured it greedily, absorbing it endlessly. A vast portion of it appeared directly in the chaotic world inside the tower, transforming at a shocking rate into chaotic Qi, causing tides of chaotic energy to rise and spread outward.
The energy was immense.
In mere moments, the inner world of the tower had expanded to 150,000 miles.
This significantly deepened the tower's foundation.
Though the divine light of creation only lasted briefly before vanishing, it had already baptized the tower thoroughly. With the space inside the tower now reaching 150,000 miles, the reward was already exceptionally generous. The amount of energy consumed in that short instant was beyond calculation.
"Finally, it has ascended to become an Innate Spirit Treasure. The internal space has now transformed into a true Mid-tier World. From now on, the path ahead will be much smoother. Though to become an Innate Supreme Treasure, who knows how long it will take."
Even Yi Tianxing couldn't suppress the joy in his heart.
After all, the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower had always been an insatiable black hole—an endless sinkhole for resources. The sheer cost of advancing it was astronomical. Without the Dream Butterfly World continually providing Nightmare Power, achieving even the Earth-Tier level would have been nearly impossible. It could have taken decades or centuries.
Now, while 150,000 miles was impressive, it was still a fraction of the Mid-tier World limit of ten million miles. As the scale increased, so too did the difficulty—every step forward now required an ocean of resources.
To reach the Great World (Daqian) stage, would be a long and arduous journey.
Nonetheless, becoming an Innate Spirit Treasure was enough for now. It was the last major piece Yi Tianxing needed. Innate spirit treasures were lifelong companions to even the greatest of Dao seekers. In ancient times, even legendary sages had used them.
Because Innate Spirit Treasures are laws themselves—they never become burdens.
Now, with this ascension, Yi Tianxing's overall strength had transformed fundamentally. Even if faced with cultivators beyond the True Spirit Realm, he dared to face them head-on.
"Such an overwhelming aura… This treasure has indeed ascended. And upon ascension, it's already strong enough to crush most other innate treasures."
Countless cultivators witnessing the spectacle were struck by the same thought.
Some things needed no explanation—they could be seen at a glance.
It was incredibly powerful, to a terrifying extent.
"Wonderful! With the tower's ascension, Husband's foundation will become even stronger!"
In the Emperor's Palace, the women watching from afar all showed joyful expressions. They knew full well how much this meant for Great Yi.
Swish!!
Just then, a bloody veil silently manifested in the sky. Its bloody light pierced even the Iron-Blood Great Wall's sealing domain, as though it was omnipresent.
Suddenly, a blood-colored, monstrous claw descended from the heavens. It blotted out the sun, slashing down directly toward the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower. Blood light surged from all directions.
The scene resembled the arrival of the apocalypse.
A terrifying aura crashed down like a tidal wave.
The claw was obviously targeting the tower, trying to forcibly seize it.
Faintly, it even carried a trace of heavenly might.
"Such a treasure should naturally belong to me."
A cold voice accompanied the claw's appearance.
It slammed onto the tower, attempting to grab and lift it up—to steal it outright.
"Courting death!!"
Yi Tianxing's expression instantly turned ice-cold. His figure flashed, appearing in midair, eyes fixed on the grotesque blood claw, his presence now piercingly cold.
The Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower was his lifebound treasure, his Dao-companion, tied directly to his life and fate. To try and take it was equivalent to trying to rip out his soul—a naked act of hostility and utter disrespect.
This was no minor feud.
It was a declaration of mortal enmity.
The owner of the claw clearly had no intention of stopping. Even seeing Yi Tianxing appear didn't deter them—they continued to try and take the tower.
But the claw suddenly found it couldn't lift the tower. It didn't budge. It was as though it had grown roots. The massive force sank into it like a stone into the sea, causing only the faintest tremble—then nothing more.
To think, this claw could lift a mountain, yet against this tower, it was like a mouse trying to lift a turtle.
The tower was simply too heavy.
With over thirty Mid-tier worlds inside, plus a chaotic world, the weight was unimaginable. Unless someone wielded world-shaking might, moving it was practically impossible. Even suspended in midair, it couldn't be taken.
"So heavy!!"
Even the claw's owner was visibly shocked.
"You came—now don't expect to leave."
Yi Tianxing sneered coldly.
Ding!!
As he spoke, a snow-white war blade emerged from the tower. It was the Heaven's Will Blade, imbued with the will of heaven itself.
The blade's body was long and elegant. As soon as it appeared, it slashed down upon the blood-colored claw.
With that single slash—
The world fell dark. Everything else seemed to vanish. Only the blade remained.
It was so swift that its trajectory could still be seen by the naked eye—but there was no escaping it. The blood claw didn't even flinch. It was as if it lacked the instinct to dodge.
Crack!!
A flash of the blade.
The hundreds-of-meters-long blood claw was cleanly severed—as if sliced through butter. No resistance.
Clean. Lethal. Absolute.
The strike embodied the will of heaven itself.
This was "Heaven's Will is Blade"—an attack that cared not who or what you were. If the blade said you'd be cut, you would be. And once severed, the wound could not heal. The will embedded in the strike made it irreversible.
"No! How is this possible?"
The claw's owner clearly hadn't expected such a result. The claw was not only cut off—it could not regenerate. A formless will lingered in the severed stump.
Blood waves churned in the void—
And suddenly, a monstrous creature emerged.
It was a terrifying blood beast, grotesque in appearance—looking like an enormous, blood-colored bat.