Chapter 60 Drawing the Fire Essence of the Starry Realm of the Ten Directions, the Heavenly Book Divine Manual to Bathed in the Thunder Tribulation
The Heavenly Furnace!
As its na implies, the furnace draws its power from the heavens.
A vast, majestic aura spread forth, and within the fissure above, it seed to connect to an infinite expanse of stars.
“Rise!” Gu Changsheng’s gaze glead with divine brilliance as he uttered a crisp command. An endless stream of resplendent immortal energy erupted from his body.
Far beyond this place, in the boundless starry sky, thousands of ancient desolate stars were drawn forth, each igniting with radiant flas!
Strands of fire essence, potent enough to reduce the void to ash, gradually converged.
Within the fissure in the void, countless divine sigils and formation patterns lit up, forming a colossal furnace.
Intricate, ancient carvings and writings adorned its surface, each design and character contained profound truths, so even etched in emperor and immortal script!
From a distance, it resembled volcanoes erupting from the firmant, their fiery streams descending in reverse and pouring into the furnace—dazzling and spectacular.
“Wow! So this is the Heavenly Furnace? This is my first ti seeing it in person! I’d only heard the elders speak of it before…”
“Even from afar, the terrifying heat is palpable. If one were accidentally touched by it, they’d be reduced to ash in an instant.”
“No wonder they say only the elders of the Family, those old monsters, can open the furnace. And now there’s a new ‘little monster’ among them!” murmured a young cultivator, his eyes brimming with astonishnt.
“Bah! You’re the monster. The Divine Son is a banished immortal!” scoffed a young woman nearby, rolling her eyes.
Witnessing this extraordinary spectacle, the surrounding clansn were left utterly stunned, as it was their first ti seeing such a sight.
Their shock quickly turned into admiration and fervent reverence for Gu Changsheng.
Gu Changsheng shifted his gaze toward the fissure above, where more and more fire essence gathered, forming an overwhelming blaze.
Yet the Gu Family’s supre formations sealed the area, ensuring that the fire essence would not escape.
It was still safe—for now.
“With such temperatures, lting all these divine materials should be no problem…”
Even Gu Changsheng couldn’t help but reveal a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
Then, he brought out a fist-sized piece of pale golden tal, shimring with sacred patterns and emanating a mysterious aura.
“Holy teorite Gold! It’s said this tal is born only when a powerful saint perishes. Judging by its aura, it may even involve more than one saint.”
On the mountain peaks surrounding him, many gasped upon seeing the tal.
Without hesitation, Gu Changsheng tossed the piece of Holy teorite Gold—obtained from the Northern Wasteland Sacred Tomb—into the Heavenly Furnace.
The furnace’s terrifying heat erupted, and the Holy Fallen Gold lted at an astonishing speed, transforming into golden droplets.
Next, Gu Changsheng produced another divine tal.
This ti, it was a bronze-like substance, resembling erald bamboo.
Immortal Verdant Gold—another exceedingly rare divine material!
One after another, precious materials followed:
Primordial Root, Creation Wood, Ten Directions Heavenly Thunder Liquid, Supre Thunder Gold, Phoenix Gold…
“What exactly is the Divine Son forging?” Gu Xingchen was dumbfounded.
He knew that every piece of divine material Gu Changsheng tossed into the furnace was a priceless treasure, worthy of being enshrined as a family heirloom.
Each piece could independently craft a sacred artifact of imnse value.
Even as one of the Gu Family’s top ten young elites, Gu Xingchen felt a pang of heartache.
This level of forging was sheer extravagance!
Any master of artifact crafting who witnessed this would undoubtedly be enraged to the point of spitting blood.
Gu Changsheng, however, could easily guess the expressions of those around him.
He was crafting the Heavenly Book Divine Manual using only the highest standards.
The reason? Simple.
He had no shortage of divine materials. If he required more, all he needed was to issue a command, and they’d be delivered to him.
So why not use the best?
As the materials were added, the Heavenly Furnace beca a kaleidoscope of brilliance—thousands of rays of divine light intertwined with countless hues of celestial splendor.
Purple lightning coiled like dragons, while divine phoenixes soared amidst the dazzling phenona. Terrifying phantoms erged, representing invincible beings who once left their mark upon the cosmos.
For three days and nights, this process continued.
One by one, droplets of multicolored, radiant liquid suspended themselves in the furnace, enduring the relentless incineration of the fire essence.
Following the thods described in the Heavenly Book Divine Manual, Gu Changsheng channeled his supre techniques, engraving his Dao onto the luminous droplets.
Each droplet seed to contain an entire world, and Gu Changsheng’s Dao was imprinted upon these worlds.
The surrounding clansn watched in awe, their hearts trembling. From those droplets, they felt an indescribable sense of dread and power.
Even though the manual hadn’t yet taken shape, its embryonic form was already terrifying.
“Legend has it that the Divine Son was born clutching a primordial seal, an innate immortal treasure. The elders claid its awakened power far surpassed imperial and supre artifacts.”
“So?”
“So what the Divine Son is crafting now is likely a peerless treasure!”
“Look! The embryonic form is changing—is that a page of paper?” an elder exclaid, drawing a sharp breath.
As Gu Changsheng’s will surged into the furnace, various divine tals resisted fiercely.
Each possessed its own mystical properties, and if allowed to absorb years of Dao and spiritual essence, they could transform into unparalleled living entities.
Refining them individually was already challenging, let alone combining them.
At that mont, it was as if the materials themselves felt provoked.
A terrifying force erupted, causing the fire essence to roil uncontrollably.
Such resistance could easily shatter a cultivator’s will.
“If resistance worked, why would this place exist?” Gu Changsheng remained unfazed, his gaze exuding the majesty of a celestial emperor.
The supre formations etched into the area flared to life, suppressing the resistance entirely.
Within his soul palace, the Bodhi Tree swayed, shedding golden light to protect his mind.
anwhile, the Primordial Seal radiated a world-shaking majesty, stabilizing the entire process.
Suppress!
Soon, within the Heavenly Furnace, a droplet of golden liquid extended, compressed, and condensed into a brilliant golden page, glowing like the sun.
The page floated quietly, emanating a suffocating aura capable of sealing everything.
Next ca the second page—a blood-red sheet shimring like a divine phoenix.
Then the third page—deep purple, crackling with the blinding ferocity of tribulation lightning.
The fourth page…
One by one, dazzling pages ford, suspended amidst the scalding fire essence, their hues as varied as the rainbow.
“Heavenly Book Divine Manual, condense!” Gu Changsheng declared.
For the final step, he sealed all the pages into a single book!
His expression remained unchanged as he ticulously followed the manual’s crafting thod, engraving his Dao marks onto each page.
Finally, after another three days and nights, the overwhelming pressure that had filled the heavens dissipated, and the fire essence in the Heavenly Furnace began to wane.
In the void above, the dazzling light faded as the pages returned to a rustic simplicity.
Yet their surfaces shimred with patterns resembling constellations—manifestations of the Dao itself!
Mountains, rivers, flora, fauna, celestial bodies—endless and profound!
With a thought, the ancient Heavenly Manual, now linked to Gu Changsheng’s soul, descended into his palm.
“So, in the end, it beca a Dao Manual?” an elder muttered, his eyes still wide with shock.
“No, this is no re Dao Manual—it’s a Heavenly Manual!” an ancient expert, who had arrived in the past few days, interjected, sucking in a sharp breath.
“With the Divine Son’s current cultivation, he could likely imprison and obliterate a fake god within it,” he added, his gaze sharp and wary.
It was clear that this manual, forged from countless divine materials, possessed unfathomable power.
Boom!
Suddenly, the skies darkened as tribulation clouds gathered.
Streaks of purple-red lightning began to form, radiating terrifying energy.
The birth of such a treasure had stirred the heavens themselves, which responded with a baptism of tribulation lightning!
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