Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 655 Forging a Golden Body in the Eight Trigrams Furnace

"Partners, Zheng Zha, Ying Kong, and I need to go into seclusion. We'll leave the real world to you." Zhuang Boshi said in his mental space.

"How long will your seclusion last?" Zhang Jie asked.

"I don't know, but it should be soon, at most three or four days, before we can devour the divinity," Zhuang Boshi said.

Without the Eight Trigrams Furnace, refining divinity would be a very long process.

In the dawn, Chu Hao had only come into contact with a fragment of divinity, yet he had to use the Four-Five-Eight technique to protect his soul from being torn apart.

All divinity with a master is like this, let alone when it is mixed with a lot of chaotic beliefs. But Zhuang Boshi can refine divinity with the Bagua Furnace and turn it into the purest light of the soul.

“During my seclusion, Chu Xuan will be the acting captain, and everyone should listen to him,” Zhuang Boshi added deliberately.

No one reacted.

After all, Chu Xuan has always been essentially the executive vice captain, overseeing many matters such as team development, planning, and strength enhancement.

But Cheng Xiao whispered, "I was clearly the first captain."

"Captain, I'm your most loyal teammate."

"Why can't I be the captain this time?!"

"Hey, hey, hey, by that logic, I'm the first captain of the Zhongzhou team," Zhang Jie said, dissatisfied.

"Stop joking," Zhuang Boshi said. "Apart from the Iron-Blooded God, there shouldn't be anything in this world that can threaten us."

"As long as you follow Chu Xuan's instructions, nothing will happen."

Zhuang Boshi reviewed the situation and realized that there was indeed nothing that could threaten Zhongzhou, so this statement was probably not a flag.

"Then let's begin." Zhuang Boshi looked at Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan pushed up his glasses.

The Jade Disc of Creation shone brightly, and countless runes flew out from it, forming a huge magic array that covered the entire underground pyramid and even encompassed the entire Antarctic.

The death divinity within the pyramids is ultimately to be transmitted through a divine transmission network to the Ironblood homeworld, located countless light-years away.

Therefore, in theory, as long as one node is compromised, it is possible to reverse and intercept the death divinity of the entire network.

It is very likely that the Iron-Blooded God has never encountered any other gods. Perhaps he is so confident that the entire divine transmission network is completely undefended.

Therefore, Chu Xuan successfully infiltrated the system without much effort.

In that instant, countless sparks of electricity flashed in his eyes, eventually shrinking into a single point.

Zhuang Boshi then unleashed the Bagua Furnace, made a hand seal, and a wisp of golden-red Samadhi True Fire hovered in the air beneath the Bagua Furnace.

Chu Xuan pointed, and the Death Divinity fell into the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

“Let’s go inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace,” Zhuang Boshi said with a smile to Zheng Zha and Zhao Yingkong.

Zheng Zha was taken aback: "What? We're going in?"

Zhuang Boshi nodded.

"Aren't you right? This is the Eight Trigrams Furnace. Shall we go in?" Zheng Zha asked again, unsure.

"Alright, stop nagging." Zhuang Boshi grabbed him and threw him forward. The Bagua Furnace generated a powerful gravitational pull, drawing him into it.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Boshi grabbed Zhao Yingkong's small hand and jumped into the furnace.

The furnace was not a physical space, but a chaotic energy field. The fire wheel under Zhao Yingkong's feet suddenly spun faster, and the blue-green wind flames and golden-red true fire intertwined, condensing into a semi-transparent fire cocoon around her.

"Don't be afraid." Zhuang Boshi's voice came through the fire, and the Bagua runes around his body lit up as he sat cross-legged.

"Get ready, refine it!"

On the altar, the jade disc above Chu Xuan's head rotated gently, and pyramids throughout the universe suddenly lit up with a faint light.

Within the Milky Way galaxy, on hundreds or thousands of planets, black stone pyramids, obelisks, and rusted prisms—divine symbols built by thousands of intelligent races—almost simultaneously emitted streams of inky light from their spires.

That was the divinity of death, carrying the ancient stillness and decay, piercing through nebulae and crossing black holes, converging into countless inky rivers in the void, following their trajectory as they plunged toward the blue planet in the solar system.

All the divine torrents plunged into the furnace, turning the chaotic energy field outside the furnace walls black, and colliding with the golden-red flames inside to create a dazzling waterfall of light.

In the instant that the divine nature of death surged, the Samadhi Fire suddenly blazed fiercely!
The golden-red flames intersected with the inky black divinity of death; it was the raging flames of burning souls gnawing at the deathly silence.

The divinity of death, which was originally an immortal light of the soul, was now forced into a concrete form by the true fire, as if countless fanatical dead were struggling and roaring in the flames.

The true fire was also tainted by divinity, its edges emitting an eerie gray light, and even the space around the hearth began to become chaotic.

Chu Xuan traced two new rune arrays with his fingertips. The pale golden protective array, like an eggshell, enveloped the furnace, firmly pressing the leaking flames and divinity back into the furnace.

He stood outside the formation, the Jade Disc of Creation slowly rotating in his palm, but his gaze was fixed on the depths of the void, where the strings of the Causal Harp were gently vibrating with the clash within the furnace.

Chu Xuan's fingers, which were plucking the strings of the Yin-Yang Qin, suddenly stopped.

The string on his fingertips, which should have vibrated along the path he had calculated, suddenly snapped up, as if an unexpected cause and effect was about to be introduced.

He pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting the firelight from the furnace.

"How could this be?" Chu Xuan muttered to himself, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"It's such a coincidence."

That was neither the cause and effect of the Iron-Blooded God, nor any known existence.

The fluctuation seemed to have come from outside the universe, as if someone had given it a push from the shadows, suddenly stirring up a huge upheaval in the once peaceful world of reincarnation.

Chu Xuan couldn't help but have a thought: this meticulously planned collective score-farming journey seemed to be heading in a direction that even he hadn't anticipated.

"However, it wasn't exactly boring."

He glanced one last time at the blazing Bagua furnace and left the altar.

Now that it has entered the Eight Trigrams Furnace and begun the refining process, it cannot be interrupted.

The unexpected events that followed required his personal attention.

Inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace, Zhuang Boshi, Zhao Yingkong, and Zheng Zha were not as relaxed as they had imagined.

These deathly divinities, accumulated by countless faiths, have endured countless years and countless people, mixed with vast fragments of spiritual light.

Any reincarnator who hasn't overcome their inner demons will absolutely go insane or even commit suicide if they come into contact with it.

Because faith is toxic.

Since faith has been absorbed, then faith will inevitably influence the gods.

Therefore, any deity who becomes a god through faith will always be bound by that faith, confined to certain rules, and will not be as free and unrestrained as saints and immortals.

After discussing with Chu Xuan, he added a step: using the Eight Trigrams Furnace in conjunction with the Samadhi True Fire to directly refine the divine nature of death, restoring it to its most essential spiritual power.

But the omnipresent divinity of death exudes an intense pain, fervor, and a kind of resentment at the moment of death.

Even through the golden-red curtain of fire, one can be awestruck by it.

Apart from Bosch Sho, the other two truly endured the hardship with their bare hands.

Zheng Zha used his Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill at full power, but he was still roasted and screamed.

At this moment, Zhao Yingkong could only activate Annihilation to resist the burning of Samadhi Fire.

"Why were you suddenly thrown into the furnace?" Zheng Zha cried out in pain.

"We're not Sun Wukong, who has an indestructible body. What do we have?"

"Stop rambling and absorb it properly," Zhuang Boshi said.

"If you miss this opportunity, it won't be so easy to obtain divinity again!"

He could feel the trickling stream of death divinity being refined, constantly converging into the acupoints of his body and his mind, giving him a sense of clarity and joy as if he had been reborn.

Not only did his true energy increase wildly, but even his fused body was constantly rising in power.

The Light of the Soul truly deserves to be called the most core force in the multiverse, a force that even saints cannot interfere with.

Originally, the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts required passing through three trials and six tribulations, and he could feel that his mental and spiritual trials were progressing rapidly.

But disaster is about to strike.

It's not the first tribulation, but the second and third tribulations coming together.

Zhuang Boshi's eyelids twitched.

Is this punishment for going against the heavens by swallowing Luo Yinglong and Luo Gandao in the previous world?

It should be noted that the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts is a top-tier divine skill, and its greatest strength lies in avoiding all kinds of natural and man-made disasters.

However, it seems that he has violated a taboo and gone astray, which is why he is now suffering the backlash of his divine power.

Just as he was pondering this, disaster suddenly struck.

Suddenly, darkness seemed to descend, and the divine fire, the Eight Trigrams Furnace, the divine nature, Zheng Zha, and Zhao Yingkong all vanished.

It seemed as if the world was vast and boundless, and I was all alone.

Oh wow, I wonder just how terrifying the calamity this advanced saint's technique will bring.

On the ground, Cheng Xiao had already dealt with all the Predators.

He looked up at the sky, and the second Ironblood warship slowly descended from the heavens. "The Ironbloods are really efficient," Cheng Xiao remarked.

"The first one crashed just a few hours ago, and the second one is coming soon."

"Be careful, a portion of the Ironbloods have already arrived," Zhan Lan said.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a dozen electric cannons blasted directly toward Cheng Xiao.

"Sister Zhan, you were way too slow to warn me!" Cheng Xiao said with a wry smile as he rolled over to dodge.

The plasma cannon grazed his body but had no effect on him.

Zhan Lan offered a half-hearted explanation: "Sorry, I got engrossed in watching the TV series."

At this moment, more than thirty Ironblood soldiers emerged from stealth mode, each carrying a weapon: some with spears, some with whips, some with axes, and many more with long guns and short cannons.

"Just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm a pushover, you bunch of spineless brats!" Cheng Xiao deliberately provoked.

"Come here!"

Despite the language barrier, Ironblood clearly understood that the alien creature in strange armor was provoking them.

Thirty-odd iron-blooded soldiers instantly formed an encirclement and pounced on Cheng Xiao.

Cheng Xiao was about to use the Raging Tornado Kick to kill them with one kick, but then he remembered that Chu Xuan needed to fight on equal terms. So he was kicked hard and let out a scream, and started fighting with the Iron Blood.

After a rather fake fight lasting more than ten minutes, Cheng Xiao finally knocked Tie Xue to the ground, panting heavily.

He picked up the Ironblood mask and said fiercely to the camera, "Is this all the people you have?"

"You think we're afraid of you? Send more people."

Another punch shattered the mask.

Just then, Zhan Lan's voice rang out: "Congratulations, the second batch of Ironblood troops has arrived."

Cheng Xiao scratched his head: "How many Ironbloods are there?"

"Not many, only a little over a hundred."

"By the way, at least twenty of them in this batch are elite iron-blooded individuals."

"There are also five giant Sangvis Ferri specifically designed for combat!"

Cheng Xiao looked helpless: "Why are you treating me like a laborer?"

On an island in the Maldives, most of the reincarnators of the Zhongzhou team gathered, waiting for Chu Xuan's alien automated production device to rack up points.

Zhang Jie and Ming Yanwei, meanwhile, were conducting fishing operations against the Ironblood spaceship in outer space.

Cheng Xiao and Zero Point held the ground and dealt with the infiltrating Ironbloods.

The rest of the people had nothing to do, so they went to the Maldives, rented a small island, and some watched TV series, some played mahjong, and some played video games.

"How boring." Haotian rubbed his face.

"It's rare to have some free time," Wang Xia remarked.

"It seems the Supreme God really has given us a world to rack up points."

"A score-farming world?" Saito Hajime stared at his one-on-three hand and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, asking the question.

"Zhu Wen, what does the divination result mean?"

Zhu Wen was taken aback, but she immediately realized, "The divination indicates great fortune, haha."

"I considered it done the moment I entered."

"That's good." Saito breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, what's the divination result for the team?"

"Ah—" Zhu Wen hadn't calculated it.

She immediately fiddled with the horoscope, but then something seemed off.

"What's wrong?" Everyone's hearts tightened instantly.

Zhu Wen's divination had already predicted danger many times in advance.

"It should be fine, right? It's clearly an invincible divination." But Zhu Wen turned the divination upside down.

"But when it's turned upside down—"

“An enemy has come from the sky.”

"Is there such a divination?" Everyone was very curious.

*Snap*, the divination result seems to have changed.

Zhu Wen looked at it again: "That's right, it's the hexagram of invincibility."

Has it changed again?

"How could the divination result change?" Saito asked nervously, throwing away the one-to-three combination.

Zhu Wen said, "Unless someone interfered with my divination, it wouldn't be this strange, hahaha—"

The room fell silent immediately.

Could it be that someone really influenced the divination results?

How could we be so unlucky? Right after Zhuang Boshi, Zheng Zha, and Zhao Yingkong went into seclusion, things went wrong.

Saito immediately asked Chu Xuan via telepathy, "Chu Xuan, do you think the Predator could destroy the Earth with a single shot?"

"Even if the Earth collapses, we will be unharmed," Chu Xuan's indifferent voice rang out.

"Don't worry too much, just focus on doing your job well and collect all the side quests and reward points you're entitled to."

"Okay, fine." Saito Hajime reluctantly accepted the reply.

Zhu Wen asked Zhan Lan with some concern, "Sister Zhan Lan, did you foresee something?"

Zhan Lan rubbed her eyes: "I saw a warship emerge from the wormhole."

"That must be the Predator's warship." Zhu Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Really?" Zhan Lan was also puzzled.

"But the shape of the warship I saw was somewhat different from that of the Ironblood warship."

"Could it be another alien force?" The two exchanged a glance, neither of them quite certain.
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Beyond countless dimensions, a primordial fleet is on a mission.

Warships streaked across the sky, relentlessly destroying the armed forces of the rebels.

The mortals knelt down and begged for mercy as if they had seen a god.

The survivors scrambled to escape into space aboard small ships, but all of them turned into fireworks in mid-air.

But none of them could break through the encirclement of the entire galaxy.

The entire star system was set up with the Zhou Tian Star Array.

"Commander of the Corps."

"Can we stop now?" a tall, bespectacled man sighed.

"Those who dare to defy the will of the Primordial Heavenly Court will be eliminated without exception." On the flagship Shenxiu No. 7, Xuanjie, the commander of the 7th Survey Corps of the Azure Dragon Legion under the Primordial Heavenly Court, said coldly from the bridge.

"Do you still have any sympathy for these monkeys, my chief of staff?"

"I wouldn't dare," Chief of Staff Wang Ye said helplessly, pushing up his glasses.

"Alright then." Xuanjie waved his hand.

"These monkeys are quite strong; let our men see some blood."

Instantly, cultivators leaped out of the spaceship, wielding numerous magical treasures and artifacts, and began to brandish their weapons at the people running wildly below.

What could have been resolved with a single shot was instead spurred by the cultivators of the Primordial Heavenly Court who preferred to use their swords and knives to comprehend the power of blood.

Only in this way can one comprehend the laws of heaven and earth and break through cultivation barriers.

"Report, Corps Commander. The Calculation Room has discovered someone is making predictions about us," an adjutant whispered.

"At the same time, we also encountered the spying of the precognitive system."

"There are actually monkeys in this plane who dare to rebel?" Xuanjie asked in surprise.

“No, Commander, spying on other universes.” The adjutant’s expression was rather grim.

Xuanjie remained silent for a moment, then said with a cold expression, "Able to make predictions and calculations across the universe, they are definitely not ordinary rebels or traitors."

"Can you find them?"

The adjutant hesitated, saying, "The calculation room will take some time."

“Those useless trash!” Xuanjie sneered. “Don’t bother with them.”

"They might just be some bastard trash from the White Tiger Legion. Let's continue the mission."

(End of this chapter)