Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The torrent of the apocalypse, the invasion of darkness, are always heavy topics. They represent the endless suffering and death of countless living beings throughout the ages, a sorrowful despair.

Jun Wuxie didn't continue on this topic.

Master Fu Sheng perished because of the darkness, and so did Senior Shenlian, and it seemed his Shiniang was likely the same.

"Wuxie, relax now, I will transmit the complete [Primordial Artificing True Explanation] to you."

As Shenlian spoke, he touched his fingertip to the center of his brow, and a massive amount of information flooded into his sea of consciousness.

This information came fiercely, with a feeling of filling his sea of consciousness all at once.

There were not only artificing secrets, but also Senior Shenlian's lifelong insights, every detail of cultivation in the art of artificing, his accumulated experience and insights from countless artificing attempts in his life, and his interpretation of the art of artificing.

Jun Wuxie closed his eyes, digesting this information, the amount was too great.

"Do not resist, I will open up an Artificing Dao Celestial Cave for you!"

Senior Shenlian's voice entered his ears.

Immediately afterward, he felt an indescribable power entering his body, and in an instant, it opened up a second Celestial Cave within his body. Adding to the Rune Dao Celestial Cave in his sea of consciousness, he now possessed three Celestial Caves.

After the Celestial Cave took shape, that mysterious power did not disappear, but flowed repeatedly over the walls of the Celestial Cave, reinforcing it, again and again.

At the same time, he felt the origin of the Six Yang Fire within his bloodline being stimulated, giving rise to a raging true fire, surging along the meridians into the Artificing Dao Celestial Cave, where it condensed into a golden liquid.

Those liquids were filled with raging flames, compressed from the Primordial Six Yang True Fire.

"Now, you are already an apprentice artificer. Next, I will send you an opportunity to help you become a Saint-Tier Artificer!"

Shenlian retracted his finger, and an artificing furnace flew from his small courtyard, landing near the stone table.

A light shone on the path of artificing, and a phantom gradually emerged from it.

This phantom was exactly the same as the phantom of Shenlian sitting at the stone table.

After this phantom appeared, it came before Jun Wuxie, and its body gradually dissipated into a cloud of light, rushing towards his brow and entering his sea of consciousness.

Jun Wuxie only felt something similar to soul power rushing into his primordial spirit, and he subconsciously wanted to resist.

"Do not resist, it will not cause you any harm. This is my divine sense imprint. Integrating it into your primordial spirit will perfectly pass on part of my artificing insights to you!"

Jun Wuxie immediately relaxed. Of course, he believed that Senior Shenlian would not harm him. He was just reacting subconsciously just now.

The primordial spirit merged with Senior Shenlian's divine sense phantom, and he instantly entered a wonderful artistic conception world.

He saw a shadow embarking on the path of artificing, growing all the way.

During this process, he could empathize with all the experiences of growth, as if that shadow was himself.

But he knew that it was not himself, but Senior Shenlian.

He was fulfilling him in this way, equivalent to forcibly transferring part of the artificing realm to him.

"Now I will give you the artificing fire I cultivated. Absorb as much as you can. Also, how much you see and feel in the artistic conception of the Artificing Dao, all depends on your comprehension and good fortune!"

Shenlian's voice echoed in his mind.

The next moment, golden light soared from the artificing furnace beside the stone table.

The golden Six Yang Artificing Fire, like a condensed river, rushed out and headed towards Jun Wuxie, submerging into his body and entering the Artificing Dao Celestial Cave.

Jun Wuxie hurriedly separated a little of his mind to pay attention to the Artificing Dao Celestial Cave.

Although those Six Yang Artificing Fires were given to him by Senior Shenlian, they were not his own fire energy after all. He still needed to refine them once to perfectly transform them into his own energy and completely integrate with himself.

He used the art of artificing to refine it, and found that the speed was not ideal, causing a large amount of fire power entering the Artificing Dao Celestial Cave to escape, scattering into his limbs and bones, and finally being absorbed by the Martial Dao Celestial Cave.

"This is too wasteful, try the Primordial Golden Body Art?"

The Primordial Golden Body Art is a martial art for cultivating the physical body, but its characteristic is that it can refine all the energy and matter in the world, which is very abnormal.

Maybe it will also be useful in the Artificing Dao.

Thinking of this, he immediately took action, immediately operating the Primordial Golden Body Art, and completely closed the Martial Dao Celestial Cave, so as not to rob the energy of the Artificing Dao Celestial Cave.

As a result, he found that the Primordial Golden Body Art was really useful, and the effect was excellent.

The refining speed was too fast, I don't know how many times faster than refining with the Artificing Dao method.

He hurriedly guided the refined artificing fire to pour into the sea of Artificing Dao, causing the sea of artificing to grow rapidly.

At the same time, his main mind was still in that wonderful artistic conception, watching and feeling the growth process of that blurred figure, turning all the roads he had traveled, all the experiences and insights into his own insights, and the realm of attainments in the Artificing Dao continued to break through.

Second Realm, Third Realm, Fourth Realm of Spirit-Tier Artificer...

Gradually, it had reached the Ninth Realm of Spirit-Tier Artificer.

Although with the improvement of the realm, the speed of breakthrough gradually slowed down, but the trend of breakthrough did not stop there.

"Big brother-in-law, what realm do you think Wuxie can break through to?"

Fu Sheng looked at Shenlian with a smile that was not a smile, smiling somewhat inscrutable.

"With this method of inheritance, it is no problem for him to reach the early stage of the First Realm of Saint-Tier Artificer. If his comprehension is high enough and the speed of refining the artificing fire is fast enough, he may have hope of reaching the peak of the First Realm of Saint-Tier Artificer."

Shenlian responded, but his eyes had never moved away from Jun Wuxie, his eyes full of expectation.

He had many successors in the past, but the [Primordial Artificing True Explanation] was too difficult, and those disciples cultivated slowly. Until he left the sect and went to the battlefield, the disciple with the highest realm was only in the early stage of the Seventh Realm.

The ten realms of Saint-Tier Artificer do not correspond one-to-one with the martial dao realms of the Saint Realm.

The martial dao realms of the Saint Realm only have nine major realms, so there are some deviations between them.

The early stage of the Seventh Realm, corresponding to the martial dao realm, is only equivalent to the Saint Ancestor Realm.

Although this realm is already very high, in his opinion, it is far from enough.

Moreover, at that time, he had already seen that the potential of the disciples had reached its end, and their understanding of the Artificing Dao had almost reached its limit. It would be difficult to break through again, and it would take a long time to endure before there was a possibility of breakthrough.

Whether the Artificing Saint Sect has declined or maintained its prosperity to this day, he does not know in the Trial Tower.

After all, it is just a wisp of divine sense imprint, and it can only be preserved for a long time with the help of his brother-in-law Fu Sheng's rune array. Once he leaves here, it will soon disappear.

The potential of this young man in front of him is destined to be higher than that of his former disciples with his comprehension. As for what level he can reach in the future, it is uncertain, and it depends on his good fortune.

But he is full of expectations for Jun Wuxie in his heart, hoping that he can truly inherit his mantle, and even surpass him and carry forward the Primordial Artificing Art.

"I think it's more than that, he can at least reach the Second Realm of Saint-Tier Artificer, do you believe it?"

"Second Realm, at least?" Shenlian was stunned, then shook his head and said: "Impossible! I know his comprehension is very high, but the Second Realm is already a miracle. You said at least the Second Realm, isn't that too exaggerated?"

"It's not exaggerated at all. Anyway, I believe he can do it. If you don't believe it, let's wait and see the results."

Fu Sheng was very confident. When Jun Wuxie obtained his Rune Dao inheritance, he was still amazed when he thought about it now.

If his wisp of divine sense had not been so weak, his disciple would have been able to reach the peak of the Tenth Realm of Spirit-Tier Rune Master at that time. If there was no order suppression, breaking through to the Saint Realm would have been a certainty.

"Although I value him very much and hope that he can reach a higher realm, I have to face reality. What you said is too Arabian Nights..."

Shenlian didn't believe it, and turned to look at his sister, and said: "Hua Yi, who do you support's view?"

"Brother, if you ask your sister, your sister will of course support her husband."

Hua Yi said with a smile, Shenlian glared at her angrily, "Having a husband's family, forgetting your own family!"

"Big brother-in-law, that's not right of you. Hua Yi is my wife. If she doesn't support me, does she support you? A husband sings and a wife follows. Even if I'm wrong, Hua Yi will unconditionally support me. Reality is so cruel. After so many years, big brother-in-law, haven't you seen it yet?"

"Fu Sheng, don't be complacent!"

Shenlian's face turned black. This guy tricked away his sister and always flaunts in front of him, which is really annoying. "I tell you, one day, I will clean you up!"

Before Fu Sheng could speak, Hua Yi spoke first. She persuaded earnestly: "Brother, it's not that your sister is talking about you, but for so many years, you've always been unconvinced and always want to compete with your husband, but every time you get beaten black and blue, and your sister can't stand it anymore. Except for artificing, brother, you haven't won once. You've lost even in chess all your life. Sometimes, your sister even suspects that you have masochistic tendencies."

Shenlian's old face flushed red, and he forcefully defended: "The past is the past, the future is the future. Not winning in the past does not mean that you can't win in the future!"

"Just be stubborn."

Hua Yi pursed her lips and smiled lightly. Her brother always looked down on her husband no matter how he looked at him, and always caused trouble for her husband, but every time he was beaten black and blue, and he was still stubborn. After all, he was cultivating the Artificing Dao, and he was not good at fighting. He couldn't even beat her, so how could he beat her husband Fu Sheng, who was cultivating the Primordial Rune Dao, which contained endless killing Dao. In terms of combat, the difference was really too great.

Boom!

At this moment, a brilliant golden flame suddenly ignited on Jun Wuxie, who was sitting cross-legged, and the flames soared tens of feet high.

A faint holy aura permeated.

"Saint-Tier Artificer, so fast?"

Shenlian came back to his senses from the quarrel and looked at this scene in shock.

In his expectation, it would take at least several days to enter the realm of Saint-Tier Artificer.

But it has only been less than half a day, which is a bit too exaggerated.

"How is it possible? Even if his comprehension level has increased, he cannot break through without the support of a weapon fire. How could his speed of refining weapon fire be so fast?"

He wanted to peek into the state of Jun Wuxie's body, but all he saw was mist.

After the Primal Golden Body Art was activated, others could not spy on him, as a mysterious force severed everything.

Fu Sheng, on the other hand, had expected this expression.

Time slowly passed.

Upon reaching the Saint Artifact Master realm, the speed of realm growth slowed down even more.

However, this trend still did not stop, and it was still breaking through slowly and very steadily.

"According to this trend, he might really reach the Second Stage of Saint Artifact Master!"

Shen Lian's joy overflowed, as this successor was even more outstanding than he had imagined.

……

"Second Stage!"

Two days later, Jun Wuxie reached the Second Stage of Saint Artifact Master!

What shocked Shen Lian was that his momentum of breakthrough still did not show any signs of stagnation, and his realm was still slowly improving!

"How about it? Do you believe it now?"

Fu Sheng looked at Shen Lian with a smile.

Shen Lian did not argue with him anymore. He was in a happy mood now. This was his successor, and the higher his achievements, the happier he naturally was.

"It seems that you still understand him. I underestimated his comprehension and methods…"

Shen Lian was surprised and couldn't help but exclaim. What more could he ask for in this life than to have such a stunning successor?

He felt very satisfied, and even felt that this was a gift from fate, sending such an amazing young man to him to inherit his Primal Artifact Dao.

Day after day.

By the tenth day, Jun Wuxie could no longer see the blurry figure in that wonderful artistic conception picture, nor could he feel the weapon refining insights in his journey.

He knew that he had reached the upper limit of the Artifact Dao attainments he had obtained from the divine sense brand of Senior Shen Lian, and he could no longer comprehend the deeper Artifact Dao.

After all, his soul realm was only at the peak of the Great Saint Extreme Celestial Position. Too profound things, no matter how high his comprehension was, if his soul realm did not reach it, he would not be able to comprehend it.

The Artifact Dao realm, at most, would not exceed the realm of Artifact Dao attainments, making it difficult for him to absorb the Six Yang Primal Artifact Fire into his body again, as the Artifact Dao Cave Heaven had reached a state of saturation.

This is just like martial arts cultivation. Before the soul realm breaks through, the martial arts realm can only stop here, and it is difficult to make any further progress.

Shen Lian knew that he had reached the end, and immediately waved his hand. The weapon refining furnace no longer spewed out the Six Yang Primal Artifact Fire, and flew back to the courtyard through the air.

"Peak of the Third Stage of Saint Artifact Master…" Jun Wuxie slowly opened his eyes, with deep joy in his heart. This realm meant that he could forge high-grade Saint weapons, which were weapons corresponding to the Great Saint level.

However, Senior Shen Lian used this method to pass on his legacy, and he only reached the Third Stage of Saint Artifact Master. He couldn't help but look at Shen Lian with shame, and said: "Senior, this junior's aptitude is dull, and he has only reached the mere Third Stage of Saint Artifact Master, which has disappointed Senior."

Shen Lian's lips trembled when he heard this. He almost couldn't help but slap him in the face.

Was this kid showing off, or did he really think the Third Stage was too low?

Peak of the Third Stage!

At first, he thought that reaching the peak of the First Stage would be the limit at most, and the Second Stage would be a miracle!

Now, this kid has actually reached the peak of the Third Stage!

Is this still human?

It's fine to reach the peak of the Third Stage, and he should be proud, but he actually said that his aptitude was dull, which was really a bit of a slap in the face.

Even if he had accepted the inheritance in this way back then, he would only be able to reach the peak of the First Stage at most!

"You kid, are you being very smug?" Shen Lian said with a dark face: "If you call this dull aptitude, then shouldn't my aptitude only be called trash?"

"Is that so?" Jun Wuxie was stunned. Judging from the depth of the color on Senior Shen Lian's face and what he said, it seemed that reaching the Third Stage of Saint Artifact Master was a very remarkable thing.

"It seems that my talent for comprehension in weapon refining is not bad?"

He laughed, laughing quite brightly.

Shen Lian wanted to slap him when he saw it, but when he thought that this guy was his successor, he was very gratified in his heart, and he also laughed.

"Well, not bad. The peak of the Third Stage of Saint Artifact Master has greatly improved your strength. It's a pity that your Primal Talisman Dao realm is still low, and you can't perfectly integrate with the Artifact Dao to forge a perfect high-grade Saint weapon. This teacher has not left any extra divine sense imprints, and cannot help you improve the Talisman Dao to the Third Stage of Saint Talisman Master like Shen Lian, but can only help you a little."

Fu Sheng sighed and pointed at Jun Wuxie's eyebrows.

Jun Wuxie was immediately stunned.

A large amount of Talisman Dao insights and experiences poured into his mind.

These insights were more detailed than the inheritance he received when he first met his master Fu Sheng.

He immediately sat down and immersed himself in the artistic conception of the Talisman Dao. Talismans gradually appeared all over his body, shining brightly on his body.

"This kid's opportunity is really good. Now he integrates martial arts, talismans, and artifacts into one…" Shen Lian looked at Jun Wuxie, who was immersed in the Talisman Dao, his sword eyebrows slightly furrowed, and said: "It's a pity that my Eternal Saint Furnace cannot be given to him…"

"I think it's okay to let him try it."

Fu Sheng said so.

"Are you crazy?" Shen Lian looked at Fu Sheng with an unbelievable look, "You want him to go to the ninth floor to take the Eternal Saint Furnace? Don't you know what is suppressed inside the Saint Furnace? Back then, we joined forces to suppress it inside. Unless that guy can be completely killed, the Eternal Saint Furnace can only stay on the ninth floor forever!"

"I didn't say that I wanted him to take the Eternal Saint Furnace now. That person has already been suppressed. In this state, perhaps Wuxie has a way to weaken his strength. As long as his strength is weakened to a certain extent, I can use the top-level talisman array I left behind to kill him!"

"Are you being too optimistic?"

Shen Lian looked solemn and said: "I know what you mean. Wuxie can fight against the strong in the dark universe small world in the lower world, so he must have a way to fight against dark energy. But you must know that what is suppressed in the Eternal Saint Furnace is something that we could not kill even when we joined forces back then. That is a top expert in the Eternal Saint Realm Extreme Celestial Position. How could Wuxie weaken his strength!"

"Whether he can or not is not up to us. When Wuxie wakes up, we will ask him and we will know."

Fu Sheng did not forget the mysterious voice back then. It was obvious that someone much stronger than his peak had calculated the events of the future, which is why he said those words to him.

That means that Wuxie's origin is not that simple, as can be seen from his ability to not fear the Curse of Ultimate Darkness.

Perhaps he has something to rely on…

"It's too dangerous. Trying is okay, but you must never remove the talisman array, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous. We only have divine senses, and if we disappear, we disappear. Anyway, we are not really alive, but Wuxie must not have an accident. He is the only person in this world who can truly inherit our mantle!"

"Am I not worried about the safety of my disciple?" Fu Sheng glanced at Shen Lian and said, "Don't worry, I won't let him take risks. If I'm not sure, I will never move the talisman array."

Shen Lian nodded when he heard this and stopped talking, which was regarded as acquiescing to Fu Sheng's proposal.

Ninth floor, he hasn't been up there for many years.