The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

As soon as they stepped into the territory of the Lingbao Bureau, a scorching heat hit them, and even the surrounding void was distorted by the heat.

Looking around, one can see rows of enormous Bagua furnaces standing majestically, their bodies engraved with the innate Bagua array, continuously gathering the spiritual energy of the five elements and the essence of the sun and moon.

The furnace was ablaze with flames, and those flames were no ordinary fire, but the Vermilion Bird Divine Fire, which was powerful enough to melt all the divine metals in the world.

Before the furnace, several master craftsmen dressed in Bagua robes were casting incantations, continuously imbuing the furnace with complex array formations and restrictions.

Suddenly, a cloud of seven-colored smoke rose from the Bagua furnace in the very center. The smoke condensed and did not dissipate, but instead transformed into the shape of a dragon and a tiger in the air, intertwining and roaring with each other.

"It's done!"

With a loud shout, a crystal-clear flying sword burst forth from the furnace.

The sword shimmered with purple light, its sharp edge flickering like a snake's tongue, unstoppable, and emitting a clear, ringing sound.

Song Yi could clearly see that this divine sword was made primarily of the essence of Western Geng metal, supplemented with various rare ores, making it an absolutely rare spiritual treasure.

"So it's the God of Brooms who has arrived! I'm so sorry for not greeting you sooner!"

An elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a Bagua immortal robe, quickly came forward. He was Xu Xianding, the Heavenly Treasure Five Elements Spirit Officer of the Lingbao Bureau, an eighth-rank righteous god in charge of refining the five elements.

"You're too kind, Officer Xu." Song Yi cupped his hands and smiled, pointing to the four Thunder Department officials not far away. "The Thunder Department is pressing us hard to clean the Demon-Slaying Platform. As you know, Officer Xu, which of the demons being punished on that platform wasn't incredibly ferocious in life? Ordinary magical artifacts simply can't withstand the residual blood and resentment of those demons; they'd be ruined after just a couple of sweeps."

Xu Xianding followed his gaze to the four Thunder Department officials. He was taken aback at first, then nodded thoughtfully: "What the Star Lord said is very true. The Demon-Slaying Platform is an extremely dangerous place. Only top-tier magic treasures can handle it. Please follow me."

As he spoke, he led Song Yi to a side hall.

Upon entering, a dazzling light immediately filled the room, almost blinding one.

Inside the main hall were more than a dozen sandalwood tables, each displaying several terrifying magical artifacts.

Xu Xianding casually picked up a yellow gourd and introduced it, "This is the Ruyi Immortal Gourd, which was jointly crafted by three True Immortal-level weapon-refining officials. It contains the universe within and is specifically designed to collect filthy evil energy. It is far superior to the evil-gathering gourds we saw before."

Then, he picked up a seemingly ordinary but actually dazzling fishing net: "This is the Demon-Binding Net, which is derived from the Heavenly Net of the Heavenly Court. It is woven with golden silk and black iron. Even a Xuanxian would have to go through a lot of trouble to break free if trapped in it. It is perfect for catching the remnant souls of demons that try to escape."

……

Xu Xianding took out five magical treasures in one go, each one a masterpiece, and each one was selected specifically for the special environment of the Demon-Slaying Platform.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist!"

Without any hesitation, Song Yi rolled up his sleeves and instantly took all five gleaming magical treasures from the table into his sleeves.

Then, his gaze was drawn to a corner of the desk.

Nine golden pellets, each the size of a chicken egg, were neatly arranged, their surfaces covered with dense ancient runes. The faint silhouette of a golden-armored deity could be seen moving among the runes, exuding a chilling aura.

"May I ask, brother, what is this?" Song Yi asked, a thought stirring within him.

"This is the Golden Pill Military Talisman." Seeing Song Yi's interest, Xu Xianding introduced it, "It was refined using the 'Scattering Beans to Create Soldiers' technique from the Thirty-Six Heavenly Divine Powers."

He then picked up a golden pill, uttered a spell as soft as thunder, and threw it forward with his backhand.

"Imperial Edict!"

As the golden light exploded, the golden ball expanded violently in the void, transforming into a golden warrior three zhang tall, whose entire body was made of pure gold.

His armor was gleaming, he wielded a giant axe, and the terrifying aura emanating from him caused even the void to tremble slightly.

Song Yi nodded to himself.

The ability to create soldiers from beans is a top-tier supernatural power in Taoism, and it repeatedly demonstrated its divine might during the Investiture of the Gods war.

The fundamental reason is that most of the immortals of the three religions are not good at physical combat, so they worship and refine guardian deities to protect themselves and subdue demons.

As for the power of the Golden Ball Military Talisman, it depends entirely on the skill of the caster.

During the Investiture of the Gods, the Yellow Turban Warriors summoned by the Primordial Heavenly Lord could easily lift the Primordial Divine Mountain, Qilin Cliff, to suppress even Great Luo Golden Immortals like the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao.

Such divine power is beyond the reach of even the greatest shamans.

"I wonder if the True Lord Yibian is in the office?"

Looking at the golden warrior, Song Yi's heart stirred slightly.

Yi Bian, the chief celestial official of the Lingbao Bureau, is a fourth-rank righteous god who commands hundreds of spirit officials who refine artifacts and is in charge of all important affairs of the Lingbao Bureau.

In his early years, he was a weapon refiner under Emperor Xuanyuan, and the Qiankun Bow and Zhentian Arrow that suppressed Chentang Pass were both made by him.

It is also rumored that his mastery of weapon crafting skills was personally taught to him by the Grand Master Xuandu in the mortal realm, making him a true descendant of the Taiqing lineage.

Xu Xianding nodded: "The True Lord is currently in the Wanbao Hall."

"Please, Spirit Officer, introduce me to someone," Song Yi said.

Xu Xianding hesitated for a moment, then said, "Star Lord, please follow me."

The two passed through many palaces, and the further they went in, the denser the fire elemental energy in the air became.

Finally, the two arrived at a grand hall that was entirely crimson.

"Please wait a moment, Star Lord, while I announce your arrival."

A moment later, Song Yi stepped into the main hall, where he saw a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged beside a pool of fire, where the fire was perfectly lit.

He was a burly man with muscles as prominent as rocks, a black beard that reached down to his chest, and his body was wreathed in lightning and fire.

"This humble god Song Yi greets the True Lord!" Song Yi bowed respectfully.

Yi Bian Zhenjun's gaze swept over Song Yi with sharp eyes: "Star Lord, what important matter has brought you here?"

"I've heard that True Lord's weapon-forging techniques are inherited from Grand Master Xuandu, which is the orthodox lineage of Taiqing. I have long admired them and have come here to seek your guidance!" Song Yi got straight to the point.

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly turned cold.

Yi Bian's face darkened, his anger rising, and he said with some displeasure, "The 'General Outline of Taiqing Purple Mansion Refining' is a closely guarded secret of our Lingbao Division, and a secret technique of the Taiqing lineage. How can it be easily passed on to outsiders?"

"This humble god is willing to exchange this for!"

Seeing this, Song Yi simply waved his hand, and light flashed.

hum!

A phantom of a banner appeared out of thin air and hung between the two.

The illusory image seemed ethereal and could be dispersed with a breath, but it was actually composed of hundreds of millions of extremely fine innate Dao patterns, which seemed to contain the chaotic aura of the beginning of heaven and earth as they flowed.

Each line is mysterious and unpredictable, subtly aligning with the ultimate principles of nature.

"This is... an innate restriction?!"

Yi Bian Zhenjun suddenly stood up, his pupils contracted, and he stared intently at the illusory banner.

The preciousness of innate spiritual treasures lies not in their materials, but in the innate restrictions they are naturally formed and nurtured within them.

A complete restriction is equivalent to a supreme immortal scripture.

If one can fully comprehend it, it is enough to establish a sect in the lower realm and become the founder of a sect.

For the Lingbao Bureau, this is an invaluable treasure. With this restriction, they can deduce many methods for refining acquired spiritual treasures.