I'm in Shrouding the Heavens Practicing Eternal Life

After pondering for a long time, Luo Mo finally decided to refine the two divine insects into magical treasures. After all, they were insects, and it wouldn't be convenient to use them as avatars. As for combat power, he didn't lack these two external incarnations.

Refining them into magical treasures would be beneficial whether he used them himself or to strengthen his Great Treasure Refining Technique.

Luo Mo carefully stored the two divine insects and then looked at the Divine Spirit Ninefold Coffin.

Inspecting with his Divine Eye, he could also see the sun, moon, and stars engraved on the coffin, interspersed with some tiny runes.

This was the coffin of the Divine Silkworm Ancient Emperor, and an ancient emperor was lying inside.

Luo Mo swept it with his True Spirit Seal and immediately learned the information about the Divine Spirit Ninefold Coffin. The ancient emperor sleeping inside shouldn't wake up for a while. To awaken him, he would have to open the coffin first, triggering some thresholds he had set.

However, it wasn't good to keep it for a long time. If the Divine Silkworm Ancient Emperor woke up midway and found himself being carried by a small cultivator, it would be embarrassing.

But it wasn't good to just discard it casually; after all, it wasn't garbage.

Luo Mo separated a clone and had it carry the Divine Spirit Ninefold Coffin back to Yaochi using the Void Divine Pot, and then fly towards the heavens, using the teleportation jade platform to find the special space node where he had comprehended the Dao in the starry sky and place the Divine Spirit Ninefold Coffin there.

The space in the sky was empty, perfect for the Divine Spirit Ninefold Coffin to slumber.

If it wanted to run, let it run; anyway, he couldn't keep it. If it didn't leave and stayed there, it might be useful in the future.

The thirty-fourth level small world.

This place was full of black shadows, all corpses, standing like grass and trees on every inch of land. Black ghost hands danced, and the eerie cold made Zi Long shiver.

"Why are there ghosts everywhere here?"

In this small world, there was a mountain resembling a volcano, surrounded by ribbon-like demonic mist. The crater spewed out black gas, and countless evil corpses crawled out.

"No, I sense the aura of a similar kind. It's dead."

Zi Long looked at the volcano and said this.

"This is the former number one dragon vein of Zhongzhou, turned into this state by the Feathered God Dynasty."

There were too many ghosts here, more than the fierce beasts in the lower level, more than the God-Eating Insects in the insect box. One ancient corpse after another, one fierce ghost after another, their bodies withered, skin and bones, all black, surrounded by Yin energy, their eyes empty, only ghost fire flickering. Their nails were like iron hooks, each having developed ferocity, and they must have been warlike in life.

The volcano seemed to be erupting, but instead of lava or spring water, it spewed out ghosts, endlessly.

"Do I have to clear the way again?"

Zi Long wore a mournful face; he really didn't like dealing with these Yin objects.

"Look, there are so many ghosts here, containing extremely rich Yin energy. Why don't I give them all to you? Refine that dead dragon vein into your body as well; it's definitely no worse than a piece of immortal gold."

Luo Mo spoke the truth, but Zi Long shook his head violently as soon as he heard it, "No need, no need. You should use these ghosts to refine your Netherworld treasure. I don't need this."

He was very self-aware, transforming into the Undying Dragon Spear and flying into the sky, gathering vast divine power. A white light dragon flew out from the dragon's head blade, and the spear fell, like a meteor striking the earth, directly landing on the black volcano.

In the distance, the roar was deafening. His own magical treasure had finally matured, and the training Luo Mo had planned for him could be canceled.

The Undying Dragon Spear's attack exploded on the black volcano, instantly shattering the entire black mountain. Huge rocks flew everywhere, and fierce ghost corpses rained down in the distance. The shockwave washed over the earth, and Luo Mo's Devouring Heaven Magic Cover scattered black light, protecting him, creating a shield in the giant wave-like shockwave.

This was the power of the number one magical treasure below the Emperor Weapon!

A magical treasure combining the Covering Heaven and Eternal Life systems, with extraordinary materials, Dao patterns using innate Dao diagrams, and engraved formations based on the Great Treasure Refining Technique, with many other Three Thousand Great Dao formations within, it could be said that Zi Long's starting point was higher than those Emperor's sons.

As a magical treasure, he might not have the hope of proving the Dao.

Not only did he have it, but it was also very great.

In the distance, a white mushroom cloud rose, and countless corpses and ghosts were all destroyed in the first instant. The black mountain also turned to ashes.

After the aftermath, a huge pit appeared in place, leaving traces radiating in all directions.

In the pit, stood a divine hall, which was the road to the thirty-fifth level.

"It's a good thing you didn't smash the divine hall."

"Do you think I don't even understand this?"

Zi Long complained, following behind Luo Mo into the pit. This was an ancient vein, and Zi Long could feel the aura of the dragon vein here.

"This divine hall is connected to the dragon vein below, but it has been abandoned for a long time." He sensed the remaining information here, reading the traces left by the former number one dragon vein.

"Can you control it?"

Zi Long shook his head, "The dragon energy of this dragon vein has dissipated. I can't control it unless you can prepare enough dragon energy for me. Then I can try."

Luo Mo had used the nine dragon energies nurtured by the Myriad Dragon Nest for hundreds of thousands of years to cultivate the Great Dragon Appearance Technique, so he asked, "About how much will it take?"

"About seven hundred times what you found me with would be enough."

"… … Never mind!"

Although the nine dragon energies of the Myriad Dragon Nest were not few, their main quality was high. It would take the dragon energy of seven hundred ancestral veins to control the number one dragon vein of Zhongzhou. Forget it; it would probably take turning over half of Zhongzhou to find seven hundred ancestral veins.

"Now the dragon vein is full of Yin energy. In the past, it once formed a Yin dragon, but it was interrupted and incomplete. Otherwise, this place would really be dangerous." Zi Long said after sensing the state of the dragon vein, "That palm was too powerful."

It was quite powerful.

"Can the Yin dragon be drawn out?"

Zi Long was stunned, "Am I going?"

"You used to be a dragon vein; this kind of thing can only be left to you." Luo Mo smiled.

"… …"

Zi Long's face suddenly became very ugly. As a dragon vein, going to drill into the corpse of other dragon veins to take out Yin energy was abuse of a magical treasure!

Zi Long sensed it again and said, "Those Yin energies are incomplete. If I go down from here, I can only bring back two or three segments. This place should have been connected to the outside, but it was cut off by that palm. We may have to go outside and delve deep into the underground dragon vein to collect all the Yin energy and reorganize the Yin dragon."

"Then let's do it little by little."

"Fortunately, the Yin dragon's intelligence was erased by that palm. Otherwise, such a disgusting guy living would really be… eww~"

Zi Long felt uncomfortable. The things that grew out of the dragon vein's corpse disgusted him, just like humans seeing maggots on a corpse.

"I'm going down." He transformed into a white jade little dragon, turning his head three times with each step as he walked into the dragon vein, almost making Luo Mo laugh.

"Forget it, you stay here and help me process the materials. I'll go down and draw out the Yin energy."

"Okay, no problem, leave it to you!"

Zi Long spoke quickly, immediately taking the two God-Eating Insects that Luo Mo handed him with joy as soon as he heard that he didn't have to go down, "How do I refine them?"

"Use what I taught you, refine… a pair of gauntlets, based on the Great Treasure Refining Technique."

"Do I also need to engrave the Dragon Appearance Formation?"

Zi Long was a weapon spirit, and he had gradually become familiar with the many formations that Luo Mo had engraved in his body.

"Not for now; I plan to use a new one."

"Is it even better than the Dragon Appearance Formation? But I think the Dragon Appearance Formation is the best, and these two God-Eating Insects look especially like dragons."

The two saint-level God-Eating Insects did indeed look like two hornless golden dragons. Zi Long moved his body, transforming into a ten-thousand-foot white jade dragon, with a dragon-patterned black gold horn on his head, the Dragon Appearance Formation operating in his body, and dragon might surging.

"Look, isn't it very powerful?"

"Powerful, powerful."

Luo Mo praised, then jumped into the dragon vein, "But another formation is more suitable; I'll teach you later."

"Oh."

The dragon vein was pitch black, full of withered bones and broken armor, all dead soldiers, turned into countless fierce ghosts.

Zi Long's attack had just penetrated here, shaking all the fierce ghosts to death. After all, the strongest fierce ghost here was only at the Dao-Slaying King level, unable to withstand his attack. The aftermath alone could shake them to death, let alone being the main target of the attack.

Woooo!

And in the deepest part of the dragon vein, there were still surviving ghost kings, with cultivation equivalent to Dao-Slaying Kings among cultivators.

But with the Devouring Heaven Magic Pot above Luo Mo's head, no ghost dared to approach. Wherever he went, even the sound of ghosts crying and gods howling stopped. These fierce ghosts were not like fierce beasts, controlled by the Feathered God Dynasty's secret techniques, and would not charge regardless of life and death. The Dao-Slaying ghost kings had their own wisdom, afraid of the Devouring Heaven Magic Pot's aura and dared not come forward. Those little ghosts without much intelligence couldn't even stand in the face of the Supreme Dao pressure.

The Devouring Heaven Magic Pot turned into a black hole, devouring Yin energy wherever it went. The Yin energy in this dragon vein was extremely vast. No less than ten million Feathered God Dynasty soldiers had died here, and the Yin energy produced was terrifying, forming a Yin dragon, but it was shattered into many segments by a palm, and its intelligence was erased.

Luo Mo only found three segments here, and then his path was blocked.

There was no way. The ruthless person's palm had severed the connection between this small world and the outside dragon vein, causing part of the dragon vein to be in this small world and part to be outside. To obtain all the Yin energy, he would have to go outside and delve deep into the earth vein to collect it all.

He would only collect it after going out. If he had known earlier, he would have collected it all outside first before coming in.

But it was the same now. He would clear this copy first and then go out to take it. This kind of thing shouldn't be something that anyone would compete with him for.

… …

The Undying Dragon Spear transformed into a white jade dragon pillar, standing on the ground. The dragon's head spewed out a nine-colored flame, a divine fire that Luo Mo had collected in the Fire Region and stored a considerable amount within the Azure Dragon.

Within the Li Fire Furnace, two God-Devouring Insects floated, bathed in fierce divine fire. The Azure Dragon added countless runes of the Great Treasure Refining Art, which clung to and penetrated the golden bodies of the two insects, each over a meter long.

Chaotic energy was poured out like a celestial river, vast and mighty, flowing into the bodies of the two God-Devouring Insects. They seemed like two black holes, impossible to fill.

The God-Devouring Insects became increasingly radiant, their fine golden scales shimmering brightly.

The Azure Dragon added many more materials, melting them in the furnace until the two divine insects transformed into two orbs of golden light.

He had received Luo Mo's true teachings in the art of refining, and had even participated in a major refining project—referring to the forging of himself—thus possessing some experience. His knowledge reserves were even more abundant, having received Luo Mo's inheritance. Coupled with his high level of cultivation, refining a pair of divine insects was not difficult.

The two orbs of golden light gradually calmed, transforming into two dragon-shaped gauntlets. Fine golden scales covered them all the way to the wrists, with the dragon heads facing forward, ready to strike at any moment.

Moreover, God-Devouring Insects could devour anything. A pair of gauntlets like this could probably even gnaw off a piece of the opponent's magical treasure with a single punch.

The Azure Dragon looked at his creation and nodded with some satisfaction.

The materials were good, and his refining technique was also excellent. He had perfectly processed the materials according to the methods recorded in the Great Treasure Refining Art. It was just that he lacked some resources and accumulation, otherwise, this would have been another Dao artifact.

Luo Mo returned before long.

"Did you get everything?"

"I got everything."

The Azure Dragon breathed a sigh of relief, glad he didn't have to go. He really didn't like drilling into the corpses of his own kind.

Luo Mo looked at the pair of golden gauntlets in the Li Fire Furnace and dripped a few drops of blood onto them. The blood entered the two gauntlets, slowly absorbed by the insect bodies along the rune patterns. A special change began to manifest, and the two golden God-Devouring Insects seemed to come alive, stretching their bodies like two golden dragons in the flames.

"What formation do you want to use?"

The Azure Dragon knew that Luo Mo possessed many profound formations and Dao techniques, of which he had only seen a small portion.

"The Dao of Kings, the Dao of Tyrants."

"The Dao of Kings, the Dao of Tyrants?"

Many formations were imprinted into the gauntlets by Luo Mo, layer upon layer, dazzling to the eye. Luo Mo worked unhurriedly, perfectly engraving the array patterns. The two gauntlets employed different formations, yet there was a strange resonance between them, with profound yellow colors flowing on the gauntlets.

Iron blood, dominion, majesty… various auras appeared on the two gauntlets, like two demonic hands, bearing the will to command all and conquer all.

The Grand Kingly Art and the Grand Tyrannical Art were among the top twenty of the Three Thousand Great Daos, possessing formidable power.

The Dao of Kings focused on governance, internal affairs, regulating vital energy, and coordinating power to fully unleash one's own strength. The Dao of Tyrants focused on conquest, external affairs, excelling at shattering and defending, with an unparalleled tyrannical body. One internal, one external, cooperating with each other, it was an extremely powerful offensive Three Thousand Great Daos.

The Grand Source Art, the Grand Chaos Art, the Grand Soul Art, the Grand Blood Art, and other Three Thousand Great Daos mostly strengthened the origin. Once the origin was strong, everything became powerful.

But the Grand Kingly Art and the Grand Tyrannical Art were naked combat techniques, offensive arts.

As Luo Mo imprinted layer upon layer of formations, Dao patterns gradually emerged on the two golden gauntlets, forming two peculiar characters:

King

Tyrant

An offensive magic weapon refined from the bodies of Saint-level God-Devouring Insects. The characteristics of the God-Devouring Insects alone were enough to shatter other people's magic weapons with a single punch. Now, with the addition of the Grand Kingly Art and the Grand Tyrannical Art, such powerful offensive formations…

Luo Mo looked at this pair of golden gauntlets with great satisfaction and put them on his hands.

"Let's find something to test them on… I've decided, it's you, Li Fire Furnace!"

Divine flames ignited on the golden gauntlets. When Luo Mo circulated his divine power, the internal Grand Kingly Art and Grand Tyrannical Art formations would automatically help him coordinate his divine power, adjusting it to the most suitable state for combat.

Within his body, the power belonging to the Grand Aperture Art was also in operation, coordinating power, his body harmonizing with heaven and earth, borrowing the power of heaven and earth to bless himself.

The Grand Kingly Art and the Grand Tyrannical Art coordinated power, incorporating the power of heaven and earth, perfectly dispatching it, and unleashing the most powerful force. The two Three Thousand Great Daos overlapped, and at the same time, the five viscera where the Grand Five Elements Art and the Grand God Sealing Art resided also resonated.

Chaos, Yin and Yang, soul, blood…

Phenomena unfolded, the nine heavens and ten earths, the sun and moon coexisting, the power of heaven and earth blessed him, and the Demon God Flower's gift also allowed Luo Mo's four limbs and four extremities to mobilize the power of earth, water, wind, and fire, which now surged forth.

Self, external.

Various forces were melted into one furnace, like refining another golden elixir, Luo Mo's combat power was constantly soaring.

Twelve times, thirteen times… fifteen times, sixteen times…

Eighteen times!

This was not the Grand Immortal Art formed by combining the Three Thousand Great Daos in Eternal Life, but the instinctive superposition of two Three Thousand Great Daos, mobilizing the power of the whole body to perfectly merge them.

Luo Mo slowly thrust out a punch, the power condensed, the fist shadow blasted out like a golden mad dragon, the dragon's mouth holding a pearl, the light brilliant, the sun and moon dimmed, perfectly integrating all the power into this punch.

The pearl-bearing mad dragon slammed into the Li Fire Furnace, the power pouring out without a trace of leakage, without any exposure, only the point of contact burst out with dazzling light.

Dang!

In the flash of light that illuminated the heavens and the earth, the Li Fire Furnace instantly turned into a shooting star, disappearing into the horizon.

Luo Mo exhaled a long breath of turbid air, looking at this pair of King-Tyrant Fists, very satisfied with its power.

Having powerful strength was one thing, how to use it was another. This Three Thousand Great Daos was very suitable for him now, because his foundation was very well laid, and the stronger his foundation, the more powerful this Three Thousand Great Daos would be. The power of this Three Thousand Great Daos was calculated based on the user's background.

Obviously, for him to use it, this punch was so strong that it could beat the previous version of himself, and without using external force, he could not withstand this punch.

However, he immediately flew up to chase after it, after all, he couldn't lose the Li Fire Furnace, this was a quasi-Emperor weapon refined by the Great Emperor.

The Li Fire Furnace lay in the mud, plowing a long trace on the ground.

It had become uneven, like dough that had been kneaded, its surface covered with black ash.

But it didn't matter, it would recover. It was the weapon of the Hengyu Great Emperor before he attained enlightenment, and there were Great Emperor Dao patterns inside. Power below the extreme Dao could hardly damage it. At most, it would be beaten into pits and bumps, and it would recover by itself after a while.

It just looked very pitiful.

If the Jiang family knew that Luo Mo was using the Li Fire Furnace to test his fists, who knew what they would think, maybe they would directly smack him with a Hengyu Furnace.

The Azure Dragon also followed, asking, "Aren't you going to turn these gauntlets into Dao artifacts too? I'd quite like to have a few companions."

"Dao artifacts are not so easy to refine, you are an exception."

Dao artifact, Dao artifact, only a vessel that has attained the Dao can be called a Dao artifact. The conditions for the Undying Dragon Spear were really too good, good materials, a weapon spirit, and an innate Dao diagram, and the timing was also good.

But this pair of King-Tyrant Fists only had good material. If they wanted to be promoted to Dao artifact, Luo Mo didn't lack other materials, but the kind of power of faith was something he was very short of.

This kind of resource transformed from the thoughts of all beings can be used for both cultivation and refining, especially when refining a magic weapon into a Dao artifact, it requires a large amount of power of faith to succeed.

But Yaoguang's current stall hasn't been set up yet, and he doesn't have a large source of power of faith.

He couldn't possibly go to West Desert to get the Buddhist faith power, could he? The water in West Desert is very deep, there is a manifestation of Amitabha Buddha, equivalent to a Great Emperor, and Luo Mo doesn't want to provoke him.

"Hehe, I'm a little bit special."

The Azure Dragon turned back into the appearance of a white jade dragon, landing on Luo Mo's shoulder, "Are we going to the next level soon?"

"Yes, to the next level."

The next level is the thirty-fifth level, where the Yin Gods guard.

"When you see living things later, suppress them directly," Luo Mo instructed.

They were awakened six thousand years ago and guarded here. Their strength was already extremely powerful. The descendants of those Yin Gods before were just their descendants, but there were many great powers among the descendants, one could imagine the cultivation of these two ancestors.

They were already Saints.

Facing the extreme Dao Emperor weapon, even if they couldn't defeat it, they could still dodge it. Luo Mo didn't want to cause any trouble, so he asked the Azure Dragon to take action and directly suppress them.

"Alright."

Luo Mo entered the temple suppressing the dragon vein, passed through the stone gate, and came to the thirty-fifth level of the world.

It was silent here. In front of him were rows and rows of magnificent palaces, with many stone carvings, all depicting the divine image enshrined in the lower levels of the world, telling ancient myths and legends.

Luo Mo was not very interested in the story of the Feathered Emperor. This kind of thing should be buried in history.

"You've finally come."

A voice came from an ancient hall, and a Daoist boy walked out, with red lips and white teeth, beautiful and full of spirituality.

The Daoist boy looked only eleven or twelve years old, but he spoke in a very old voice, incongruous with his appearance.

On the other side, a girl also appeared in front of a magnificent palace, with delicate features and a lovely appearance.

But her expression was very indifferent, condescending, looking down, "You are really bold."

Her voice was also inconsistent with her appearance, like an old woman.

The two Daoist children, one male and one female, stood on the two magnificent ancient halls, one on the left and one on the right, looking down at Luo Mo, who had just walked out of the stone gate of the temple.

In the stone carvings on the side, there were also figures of the two of them, as if they had walked out of the stone carvings.

Yin Gods over six thousand years old!