My Informative Cultivation Life

In the span of flipping his hand, a speck of light in the center of his palm spun swiftly, rapidly expanding and flickering with endless brilliance.

Upon closer inspection, it was an eight-trigram floating pagoda composed of the Dragon King Ruler, Bright King Sword, Sky-Splitting Halberd, Coral Beads, Baking Furnace, Crystal Sphere, Evening Drum, and Morning Bell—eight mid-grade Dao Devices.

These eight Magical Treasures, not only renowned within the Dragon Race but also loudly acclaimed in the outside world, were none other than Immortal King Artifacts, crafted by eight Ancestral Dragons of the Dragon Race.

The origin of the eight-trigram floating pagoda was even more astonishing; it was the ultimate Immortal King Artifact, refined from the mystery amassed by the primogenitor of the Dragon Race who had collected eight Immortal King Artifacts. Its concealed mystery was terrifying to an extreme, powerful enough to rival Origin Supreme Treasures and Three Thousand World-Stabilizing Treasures.

Such Supreme Treasures, later crafted and capable of contending with the Three Thousand World-Subduing Treasures, were fewer than five in all the heavens and earth.

From this, one could deduce how formidable the power of the eight-trigram floating pagoda was.

This eight-trigram floating pagoda was actually the Lifebound Magic Treasure created by Ao Qian. Although merely a mid-grade Dao Device, the aura it emitted was closing in on that of a Superior Dao Artifact.

He held it in his hand, not offering it up but instead merging it into his own body.

In an explosive rumble, a vast and deep true dragon aura burst forth from Ao Qian's body as if it were an ocean of dragon might, with the tremendous breath omnipresent.

This fierce aura collided with the one emitted by Yang Ji, matching it without falling short in the slightest.

"This guy, he really succeeded in refining the eight-trigram floating pagoda. What a great fortune!" muttered the Overlord in a low voice.

"Ten times the combat strength, this Ao Qian has also unleashed ten times his combat power!" Xu Yan seemed stimulated as his gaze deepened, "If it weren't for the lack of an Artifact Spirit in my Void Dao Chart, I would surely have made it into the top ten of the Immortal Rankings."

However, that was not all. After merging with the eight-trigram floating pagoda, Ao Qian went a step further, projecting his Inner World outward.

Infinite dragon qi surged out, instantly enveloping the entire Heavenly Domain. Everything within it began to transform into dragons—the air, flowers, grass, trees, and wood all became dragons.

Even the skins of some geniuses grew dragon scales, as they began to transform into dragons.

This change caused everyone's faces to darken with shock.

The worst was yet to come, above the Sky Firmament, an endless dragon might was faintly transmitted.

Not only Yang Ji at the center, but even those on the edges who were watching the battle felt as though they had left the Battlefield of Inheritances and had come to the Dragon Realm.

This feeling was strange, yet incredibly real.

"Yang Ji, his Inner World was condensed based on the prototype of the Dragon Realm. And with the eight-trigram floating pagoda in hand as a bridge, he senses the Dragon Realm and borrows its endless rules, turning every plant, every stone, and every clod of earth into dragon shapes under the influence of the Dragon Realm's rules," said someone.

"In his Inner World, you will be suppressed by the rules of the Dragon Realm, while he will be vastly strengthened. You must be careful," the Immortal Elder advised.

Yang Ji, noticing the slowly growing dragon scales on his own arms, naturally sensed an invisible set of rules imposing upon himself.

This Ao Qian truly had formidable methods.

"Dragon Suppressing All Heavens!" Ao Qian declared coldly and imperiously, letting out a long howl towards the sky, once again unleashing a Supreme Divine Power of the Dragon Race. Explore more adventures at empire

In the vast sky, a powerful and noble, ancient, and profound dragon breath conveyed hints of unimaginable mystery.

Behind him, space stirred, dragon qi boiled fiercely, and slowly, a huge Ancestral Dragon phantom took shape.

With seven claws on its belly, each inscribed with primordial patterns, and dragon scales each as large as a mile, the mighty Ancestral Dragon exuded endless dragon might, containing boundless power.

Dragon might surged, vibrating in all directions.

Many geniuses watching from the sides, particularly those of slightly lesser strength, found themselves kneeling on the spot, paying homage to the Ancestral Dragon.

The huge dragon eyes locked onto Yang Ji—majestic, overbearing, indifferent, sending a tremble through his soul, under the terrifying pressure of the Ancestral Dragon.

"Die!" Ao Qian roared, with the Ancestral Dragon phantom above his head charging towards Yang Ji.

At the same time, the eight-trigram floating pagoda integrated within him began to exert its might.

The sound of the Evening Drum and the chime of the Morning Bell emanated from within him, daunting to the spirit.

The shadows of the Coral Beads and Crystal Sphere hovered above his head, anchoring the space in all directions.

The Dragon King Ruler, Bright King Sword, Sky-Splitting Halberd, and Baking Furnace also manifested their phantoms, slashing towards Yang Ji.

This eight-trigram floating pagoda was indeed no ordinary thing; fused within the body, it not only brought tenfold combat strength, but also was able to manifest infinite power.

Watching this, the crowd was shocked, each weighing their own strength.

Ao Qian's might far exceeded everyone's expectations.

"With the eight-trigram floating pagoda merged into my body, I command the rules of the Dragon Realm. Let's see if you don't die!" Ao Qian charged with cold resolve, his foundation on full display, intent on killing Yang Ji in a single move.

But Yang Ji was fearless. His body shook, the dragon scales on his skin shattered into pieces, dissipating into dragon qi.

"You have your Inner World, and I have mine!"

Whoosh!

Instantly, his Inner World was projected out, his distinct world's aura continuously colliding with Ao Qian's minor dragon realm, instantly blocking the influence of the Dragon Realm, shedding it off.

The True Rigidity Dharma Aspect promptly opened its eyes. The bare-chested figure, muscles knotted like steel cables, was covered in Divine Skill runes.

With no hint of frivolity, pure power and domination, he pointed a finger, light flickering from dozens of Divine Skill runes, the power of numerous Divine Skills condensed upon that fingertip.

He pointed directly at the Ancestral Dragon phantom.