The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3127 - 3122: Emperor Divine Tool Evolution_1

At the moment, I prefer not to dwell on it excessively.

Yang Chen had already collected sufficient intelligence and had formed a rough strategy in his mind.

"Consume these two elixirs. When I have tasks for you, I will summon you. You are dismissed." Yang Chen gave a light wave of his hand, indicating for the pair to depart.

Ling Shuang and Chun Yue accepted the elixirs, examining them closely; their eyes couldn't help but sparkle with fervor. Understanding the immense worth of these pills, they left in high spirits.

Yang Chen sat cross-legged upon the bed, sinking into deep thought.

Once his preliminary plan was established, he retrieved the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword once more.

He hadn't found the right moment during his travels, but he finally had the chance to merge the Furious Sword King particles he had previously acquired into the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword.

He had already put aside the portion intended for Ji Yue Shuang.

The law particles belonging to the Furious Sword King possessed a distinctly unique feel, requiring him to refine them with great care.

With this intention, Yang Chen gestured gently, seizing a cluster of essence particles and directly integrating them into the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword.

The sounds of crackling and hissing echoed persistently in Yang Chen’s ears.

Shortly after, through the layer upon layer of noise, the crimson particles began to fuse into the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword.

It was as if the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword was being sharpened to a lethal edge; the entire blade seemed tainted by the law particles, becoming fierce and intimidating.

Yang Chen noticed the shift in the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword, yet he didn't dwell on it, continuing to embed the furious law particles deep within the weapon.

The more he infused, the more he sensed the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword undergoing a profound metamorphosis.

To be exact, it was experiencing a transformation that specifically demanded these furious red law particles.

Sensing the sword's yearning, Yang Chen fed the law particles into it bit by bit.

The Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword hungrily consumed the law particles, ensuring not a single one was wasted.

Just as the process reached a critical threshold, a sudden, thunderous boom erupted.

The entire aura of the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword shifted violently as a massive burst of red light surged forth, piercing toward the heavens.

This pillar of crimson light flickered for only a moment before vanishing, leaving no physical evidence of the event.

However, when Yang Chen gripped the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword again, he could clearly feel that the weapon was no longer a mere Emperor Divine Tool.

"An Ancestral Divine Artifact?" Yang Chen muttered, a look of confusion crossing his face.

He quickly shook his head, dismissing the thought.

While this divine tool was vastly superior to an Emperor Divine Tool, it hadn't quite reached the level of an Ancestral Divine Artifact yet.

It appeared to be stuck in a middle ground between an Emperor Divine Tool and an Ancestral Divine Artifact.

Yang Chen was uncertain; he had never heard of a classification for divine artifacts that sat between those two ranks.

One thing was certain: the power currently held by the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword was incomparable to standard Emperor Divine Tools. This blade was likely to become one of his most formidable assets.

The sword radiated a surging killing intent that could make anyone tremble. It felt as though simply glancing at the blade would allow one to feel its terrifying, bone-chilling sharpness.

"Hmm?"

Yang Chen felt several souls attempting to probe him.

"Is it due to the evolution of the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword? It has drawn quite a crowd." Yang Chen’s expression turned icy as he abruptly unleashed his aura.

The moment his presence surged, the probing souls were terrified and immediately retreated, not daring to spy any further.

Yang Chen, meanwhile, stared at the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword with great curiosity. He was unsure of the exact nature of the qualitative change the sword had undergone.

Given how quickly those souls had arrived to investigate, the transformation of the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword was clearly significant. However, he was at a loss as to how to learn more about it.

"Oh? That’s right. Near the Divine Night Sect, there ought to be places within these many cities to gather information." A thought struck Yang Chen.

After considering this, he settled into quiet meditation and Cultivation.

Two days later, he summoned Chun Yue and Ling Shuang to ask about locations where ancient texts might be stored.

He learned of a place called the Sun Pavilion in Spirit Emperor City that provided access to secret ancient books. This Sun Pavilion was situated within the Sky Shadow Market, the heart of the Hundred Cities.

The Sky Shadow Market sat at the very center of the Hundred Cities and was one of the three primary marketplaces outside the Divine Night Sect.

The three markets each had a distinct character. The Sky Thunder Market, managed by the Divine Night Sect, was the most orderly; few dared to cause trouble there.

The Sky Might Market was overseen by the various overlords of the Hundred Cities. While nearly as stable as the Sky Thunder Market, powerful figures would occasionally stir up conflict there.

As for the Sky Shadow Market, it was the most vibrant of the three, populated by a vast number of rogue cultivators. One could find almost anything imaginable there, but the social circle was a chaotic blend of all types. Despite the frequent disorder, people flocked there because rare treasures were easily found.

Yang Chen was indifferent to the chaos of the Sky Shadow Market. His only goal was to research the evolution of the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Sword.

Three days later, Yang Chen arrived at the Sky Shadow Market accompanied by Chun Yue and Ling Shuang.

The market was densely packed, and powerful experts were a common sight. Countless stalls lined the roadsides. Even a cursory glance revealed a significant number of Great Stage cultivators among the crowd.

There were innumerable cultivators at the Nirvana and Enlightenment Stages, while those at the Realmless level were somewhat rare.

As for those in the Heaven-separated Realm, they were exceptionally scarce and rarely showed themselves. However, with his sharp perception, Yang Chen could still detect one or two of them.

Yang Chen paid them little mind. After scanning the Sky Shadow Market, he followed the directions of Chun Yue and Ling Shuang straight to the Sun Pavilion.

The Sun Pavilion was a repository for many ancient texts. To gain entry, one had to pay with the standard currency of this plane—the Taiyuan Pill.

Yang Chen had already prepared a supply of Taiyuan Pills. He entered the Sun Pavilion and immediately began sifting through the ancient records.

The collection in the Sun Pavilion was vast. After searching for a while, Yang Chen managed to uncover several rare secrets.

He even discovered entries regarding the properties of his own Way of Ten Thousand Laws.

The book he held detailed the few peerless geniuses across the Ten Thousand Realms who had mastered the Way of Ten Thousand Laws and their recorded feats.

"It aligns with the words of the North Night Dragon Emperor. It truly does bolster one's Dao Intent... and there are different levels of this enhancement? The starting stage only boosts Dao Intent, but can other attributes be strengthened later?"

While reading, Yang Chen found the histories of legendary experts from throughout the ages of the Ten Thousand Realms who had wielded the Way of Ten Thousand Laws.

Though the documented instances were few, they provided enough insight.

"Ye Bei Hen once utilized the Way of Ten Thousand Laws to empower his Dark Dao Intent, instantly altering a plane’s cycle of day and night. He cast the world into absolute darkness for three millennia, leaving it steeped in terror for those three thousand years..."