The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

Inside the quiet room, you could hear a pin drop.

The seated figure, like an ancient rock, after more than a month of silence, finally shed all the illusions of petrification at this moment.

Beneath Jiang Xuan's tightly closed eyelids, his eyeballs rolled slightly.

hum!
An invisible yet overwhelming suction force suddenly erupted from him! The dense spiritual energy that had been gently flowing within the quiet room, bound by the spirit-gathering array, instantly roared like an enraged dragon, spinning and collapsing wildly, forming a visible vortex of spiritual energy that relentlessly poured into Jiang Xuan's body.

His body became a bottomless abyss, greedily devouring every bit of energy.

Deep within the dantian, the long-silent "storm millstone" roared deafeningly, its rotation speed reaching an unprecedented limit.

At the center of the millstone, in that vast pool of spiritual energy, the originally gaseous spiritual energy was being frantically compressed and tempered by an irresistible force!
Strands of pure energy, under extreme compression, shed all their superficiality and impurities, condensing and condensing again! In the end, they transformed into drops of viscous, translucent, and pure lapis lazuli-colored strange liquid, as heavy as mercury syrup, containing a heart-palpitating destructive power! The generation of each drop of liquid spiritual energy was accompanied by dense, crisp, jade-like sounds emanating from his bones and muscles, and beneath his skin, lapis lazuli-colored light flowed ceaselessly like living water.

Transformation! A unique aura, transcending the mundane, perfectly harmonious, and seemingly blending seamlessly with the spiritual energy of the surrounding world, naturally permeated and filled the entire small, quiet room.

Time has lost its meaning.

As the last wisp of violent spiritual energy was completely devoured and refined, and as the mind-shaking roar of the "storm millstone" gradually subsided, finally settling into a deeper and more vast, steady rhythm.
Jiang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes!
"laugh!"

Two dazzling beams of light, seemingly tangible, shot out from the depths of his unfathomable eyes, disappearing in an instant, as if they could pierce through the void barrier before him.

A powerful, fierce, and flawless aura, like an ancient beast awakening from its slumber, spread out with a roar, causing ripples to spread across the defensive spiritual patterns on the walls of the quiet room!

He slowly raised his palm, his five fingers spread out, then slowly clenched them. Within his palm, the air was crushed by an invisible force, producing a muffled explosion.

Within his body, the surging, roaring power, flowing like a mighty river, gave him a clear sense of control he had never felt before.

Power! Pure and boundless power! Power powerful enough to crush everything in the past!

"Human Realm... Perfected!"

A deep, powerful voice echoed in the quiet room.

This step has finally brought him to the pinnacle of the Human罡 Realm! He is now only one step away from the profound and mysterious "Spirit罡 Realm," which commands the power of heaven and earth!
His strength, his foundation, and his spirit have all been completely transformed and are no longer comparable to what they were before.

There was no need for further testing. He was certain that if he were to encounter Huang Jianchen, the genius of the Huang clan, again at this moment, even without using the unpredictable power of the "Star Gathering Style," his current cultivation and comprehension would be enough to easily crush him!

That day in the arena, Huang Jianchen's so-called sharpness never truly posed a threat to him.

The decisive blow that defeated the opponent was merely the tip of the iceberg of the true essence of the Star-Picking Style's three-part technique.

Now that he has reached the perfect level of the Human Gang realm, the existence of the Earth Gang realm is no longer a target he needs to look up to or fear!
Composing himself, the terrifying aura receded like the tide, returning to its dormant state within his body. Jiang Xuan regained his usual calm and composure, as if the powerful cultivator who had just broken through was not him at all.

He stood up and glanced around the corner of the quiet room.

The high-grade spirit stones that were originally piled up like small mountains have now turned into a pile of dull and lifeless fragments, like stubborn rocks that have been completely drained of all their essence.

The lingering fragrance of the "Cloudy Purple Soul Pill" after it had been completely refined seemed to still linger in the air.

A month of frantic devouring had consumed resources worth a staggering six thousand gold coins! Even though Jiang Xuan was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but gasp slightly at this moment.

The appetite of this "Storm Millstone" physique is simply a bottomless abyss! The speed at which it devours resources is terrifying, and every breakthrough in its realm means an investment of massive amounts of resources.

But in return, they gained a profound foundation and ferocious combat power far exceeding those of their peers.

Pushing open the heavy stone door of the quiet room, the crisp air from outside rushed into his lungs, carrying the scent of the courtyard's plants and trees. The sunlight was a bit dazzling, and Jiang Xuan squinted slightly.

"Oh ho? You've finally decided to come out? I thought you were planning to take root in there and turn yourself into stone!"

A rough, loud voice rang out, laced with mockery.

Beside a stone table in a corner of the courtyard, Xue Jin's enormous body occupied almost the entire stone bench. He held a huge, gleaming roasted animal leg in one hand and a wine jar almost the size of a human head in the other.

The rich aroma of meat and strong liquor filled the courtyard.

Xue Jin's large, bell-like eyes casually swept over Jiang Xuan, and her gaze lingered on him for a moment before her nonchalant expression froze instantly.

The fat on his face twitched, his hand holding the wine jar froze in mid-air, and an incredulous look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"You little brat!"

Xue Jin abruptly put down the wine jar, wiping his greasy fingers haphazardly on his animal-skin apron as if to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

"One month! Just one month! With your cultivation level, even riding a flying shuttle wouldn't have taken this long, right? You've reached the Perfection of the Human Realm?! Damn it, what kind of monster were you reincarnated as?"

The astonishment was genuine. With his experience and strength, he could clearly sense the well-rounded aura emanating from Jiang Xuan, which was not yet fully contained and resembled a newly forged divine weapon.

In just one month, he skipped the late stage of the Human Gang Realm and went straight to the Perfection Realm. Such speed is unheard of, let alone seen or heard of!
Jiang Xuan looked at Xue Jin's ghost-like expression, a mischievous smile appearing on his lips. He walked straight to the opposite side of the stone table and sat down. Without any ceremony, he reached out and tore off a large piece of meat from the other roasted beast leg, stuffing it into his mouth and chewing it heartily.

"Hey, what monster or not," Jiang Xuan mumbled, swallowing the fragrant chunk of meat.

"It was just a little bit of effort and a bit of luck. Compared to your glorious achievements, Brother Xuejin, which swept across the eight wastelands back then, mine was just a small fry, not worth mentioning at all."

"Fuck off!"

Xue Jin was amused by his lazy appearance and grabbed the wine jar in a huff, taking a big gulp.

"Stop flattering me! Even when I was at my peak, I never had your monstrous cultivation speed! Tell me honestly, did you dig up some ancient tomb?"

Jiang Xuan chuckled, not responding to the conversation, and continued to tear into the beast leg meat.

Xue Jin stared at him for a long time, and finally could only shake her head helplessly and mutter a sentence.

"What a little monster!"

He grabbed the wine jar and took another swig, which was considered an acceptance of this "explanation".

Jiang Xuan finished the meat in his hand in a whirlwind, wiped the grease from his mouth, his playful expression disappeared, and his gaze became serious as he looked at Xue Jin.

"Brother Xuejin, we've had the meat and the wine," Jiang Xuan said in a slightly conciliatory tone.

“However, I need to trouble you with one more thing.” Xue Jin glanced at him sideways.

"I knew you were up to no good! What are you up to now that you've just come out? Want me to roast dragon meat for you?"

“No need for that,” Jiang Xuan said seriously.

"I may need to go into seclusion again."

"What?!"

Xue Jingang almost spat out the mouthful of wine he had just swallowed, and his eyes widened even more.

"Still in seclusion?! Do you think seclusion is for sleeping? You just came out to catch your breath and now you want to go back in? Aren't you afraid of making yourself stupid?"

"This situation is a bit special."

Jiang Xuan ignored Xue Jin's exaggerated reaction, his tone calm yet carrying an unquestionable air.

"The process might cause some disturbance. I'm afraid that if it attracts something it shouldn't, or if something goes wrong during my seclusion, and there's no expert outside to keep things under control, things could easily go wrong. So, I'd like to ask Brother Xuejin to go through the trouble of protecting me for a while longer."

Just stay here in this courtyard and make sure no one disturbs me.

Xue Jin stared at Jiang Xuan's young face, which exuded a maturity far beyond his years, and looked at the seriousness and subtle solemnity in his eyes.

He knew that although the kid was sometimes cunning, he would never speak without reason.

He said the "commotion" might be significant, and it probably really is. That's why this kid is making such a serious request to the Dharma Protector.
"Ugh!"

Xue Jin sighed heavily, picked up the wine jar, and took another big gulp, the strong liquor dripping down his beard.

"I must have owed you something in my past life! Fine, fine, I know! Go back to your turtle shell and relax! With me here, let alone cats and dogs, even if those so-called big shots in Yanxia City dare to peek out, I'll twist their heads off and use them as footballs!"

He waved his large, fan-like hand, looking impatient and saying, "Get lost and stop bothering me while I'm drinking," but the promise in his words was unwavering.

Jiang Xuan made up his mind and a sincere smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you so much, Brother Xuejin!"

Without any further formalities, he stood up, solemnly clasped his hands in a fist salute to Xue Jin, then turned and walked back to the quiet room he had just left.

The stone gate slowly closed behind him, shutting out the noise and sunlight from the outside world.

Inside the quiet room, utter silence and darkness returned.

Only the scattered fragments of spirit stones on the ground testify to the violent energy plunder that once took place here.

Jiang Xuan sat cross-legged back in the center of the stone bed, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, completely calming his mind.

He closed his eyes, his thoughts like invisible tentacles, reaching into the profound depths of his consciousness.

There, an ancient, weathered bronze gate, exuding an aura of eternity and immortality, floats silently.

Above the door, reliefs of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and all living beings appear and disappear, flowing with an indescribable divine charm of laws.

It is that Heavenly Gate that leads to a mysterious and unpredictable place!

"The Heavenly Realm... the Azure Cloud Avenue... the Third Trial!"

Jiang Xuan's resolve was resolute, like a pebble thrown into water, gently touching the silent, massive gate.

hum!
Within his sea of ​​consciousness, it was as if a great bell had been struck! An irresistible and powerful suction force suddenly erupted! Jiang Xuan felt his consciousness being instantly stripped away, as if he had turned into a stream of light and been swallowed up by that giant door!
After the familiar dizziness subsided, I felt a hard texture under my feet.

Jiang Xuan "opened" his Eye of Mind.

Before him was no longer the darkness of the quiet room, but a vast platform that seemed to float in the endless void! The platform was paved with a strange material that was neither gold nor jade, with a warm and smooth texture yet incredibly tough. It was engraved with countless complex and mysterious ancient patterns that even he could not understand.

What shocked him the most was the view surrounding this huge platform!

The edge of the platform is not empty space, but rather stands a series of enormous sculptures of various shapes and lifelike forms!
They stand like silent guards, or like ancient beings sealed away, silently protecting this core area.

As far as the eye could see, there were humanoid creatures, some towering to the heavens, some ethereal as immortals, and some ferocious as demons; there were colossal beasts, their scales gleaming, their fangs reaching the sky, exuding a savage and ferocious aura; there were twisted and bizarre demonic shadows, their forms indescribable, radiating an evil that sent shivers down one's spine; there were ethereal and illusory ghostly figures, seemingly composed of pure resentment; there were monstrous bodies made entirely of rock, ancient wood, and even flames; and there were even some strange and bizarre creatures that Jiang Xuan had never heard of or seen before, whose forms and structures were completely beyond his comprehension!

They were in countless poses, some roaring to the sky, some bowing their heads in contemplation, some spreading their wings as if about to take flight, and some crouching in slumber. Each sculpture was enormous, the smallest being at least ten zhang tall, and the largest resembling small mountains! The cold, hard material exuded a vibrant sense of life, as if it would break free from its stone shell and revive at any moment! An aura of vastness, weight, and solemnity that transcended eternity emanated from these hundred statues like an invisible tide, pressing heavily on Jiang Xuan's heart, making him feel a sense of insignificance and suffocation stemming from his very life instinct!
"Is this the opponent in the third level, 'Hundred Battles'?"

Jiang Xuan's heart was filled with turmoil.

The mere fragments of aura emanating from these sculptures made him feel extremely dangerous!
He could almost imagine how terrifying they would be when they truly came to life!

Just then, that familiar, emotionless, and cold voice, as if descending from the heavens, resounded without warning in every corner of this strange space.

[The challenger is Jiang Xuan.]

[The Heavenly Secret Realm, the Third Trial of the Azure Cloud Path: Hundred Battles!]

You have three attempts to complete the level. After each failure, you will have seven days to recover.

If you fail to complete the challenge three times, you will permanently lose your eligibility to attempt it again, and the Heavenly Realm will be resealed.

The Rules of a Hundred Battles.

[First, achieve victory in every battle, and you will clear the game.]

[II. A hundred battles won, and further rewards will be given.]

[III. In the course of a hundred battles, any defeat will result in failure to complete the challenge.]

[IV. During the challenge, death means certain death, but you will be resurrected on the platform after death. You will have 15 minutes to recover and continue the battle.]

The cold voice clearly imprinted the rules into Jiang Xuan's mind. (End of Chapter)