The Eight Tribes Pagoda had long been stuck at the final step, unable to step into the realm of supreme dao artifacts. But now, Fang Han concentrated the power of the two great divine venerables and the four great Void Immortals, absorbing countless dragon soul phantoms and dragon clan corpses in the Tombs of Dragons, and that Eight Tribes Pagoda ultimately began its transformation. Countless phantom images of Heavenly Dragons condensed into corporeal forms, circling the Eight Tribes Pagoda in worship.
The interior of the Eight Tribes Pagoda also started undergoing earth-shattering changes. One space after another transformed into worlds. Various kinds of vitality surged in, converting into mountains and rivers, flowers and trees, and even the sun, moon, and stars.
That's right, the sun, moon, and stars.
After the Measureless Constant Sand was refined, its power settled down inside the Eight Tribes Pagoda and had not dissolved. Now, it had become the power that transformed into the sun, moon, and stars.
Within the Eight Tribes Pagoda, there were thousands of spaces. Every space began to evolve into a region of the world, a region of land and water. In that region of the world, the sun, moon, and stars appeared, alongside the changing of the four seasons, spring, summer, autumn, and winter, the yin and yang of lightning, and the extreme changes of the five elements. However, those suns, moons, and stars were not like the stars in a mortal world.
But now that the Eight Tribes Pagoda was beginning to possess world laws and the worlds became stable, the power of space was strengthened by countless times. In the future, Fang Han could roam in the starry sky, gather those powerful stars, and seal them into the Eight Tribes Pagoda to serve as the operational energy for the world of this magical artifact.
In the past, when the world laws had not yet been successfully condensed, the Eight Tribes Pagoda simply couldn't contain stars; otherwise, the space inside would be refined and burnt out, causing trouble instead. The loss would outweigh the gain.
"The Eight Tribes Pagoda is actually a tier higher than my rank. Although it's now beginning to condense world laws, completing the transformation requires immense vitality, and it will also encounter a great tribulation. It's far from being that easy. The upcoming changes are truly worth waiting for."
A man in blood-red clothing stood beside Fang Han, watching him continuously cast sealing incantations. He admired this while simultaneously circulating the blood-colored vitality within his body. In the void behind him, a massive womb of flesh and blood could be vaguely seen squirming. That was the main body of the Womb of Chaos.
Although, with Fang Han's help, he broke free from the restraints, the main body of the Womb of Chaos was too powerful; it couldn't be controlled by him at all. Every movement consumed a large amount of vitality. Fortunately, Fang Han continuously supplied him with Pure Yang Qi, otherwise he could only obediently stay put in one place, totally incapable of roaming in the void, let alone coming to the Dragon Realm.
But by following Fang Han, he also reaped considerable benefits. Fang Han utilized the Lesser Destiny Technique, gradually generating a connection between him and the Womb of Chaos's main body that could be severed at any time. This allowed him to cast off his main body in the future and transform into a human to cultivate. This was essentially equivalent to an artifact spirit reincarnating.
Otherwise, even as an immortal artifact, the path for an artifact spirit to advance meant that unless they were like the Human Emperor Pen, comprehending the realm of unity with heaven and earth, they would eternally be bound by their main body. Even in the Immortal Realm, those ancient king-grade dao artifacts would still be restrained by their main bodies.
However, magical artifacts that comprehended the unity with heaven and earth were far too rare. Since ancient times, there was only the Human Emperor Pen; besides that, there were no other examples. Every magical artifact spirit possessing self-awareness took the path of reincarnating and shedding their original shell.
With the Womb of Chaos following Fang Han, Fang Han could protect him during his reincarnation, and could even allow his cultivation to rise continuously without being captured and sealed by others.
Moreover, as a magical artifact, witnessing Fang Han refine the Eight Tribes Pagoda and the advancement of this supreme dao artifact now, he gradually obtained enlightenment and benefited immensely from it.
As the Eight Tribes Pagoda was changing right now, swelling to burst the firmament, Fang Han's power seemed somewhat unable to suppress it. Even the two great divine venerables and the four great Void Immortals had drops of sweat rolling down their faces.
That Eight Tribes Pagoda grew louder and larger. The death qi spanning ten million miles was totally cleared away. And those dragon corpses and remains on the ground flew up successively, also being sucked into it.
In the Dragon's Graveyard, even the dirt seemed like underworld soil, having long been transformed into pitch-black, blood-like, soft and viscous liquid, which was also successively extracted by the Eight Tribes Pagoda and drawn inside. The Eight Tribes Pagoda originally radiated brilliant golden light and thousands of streams of dragon qi, carrying countless Buddhist texts and dragon texts circulating around it. The giant pagoda currently looked as if it was reverting back to its natural, primordial state. It displayed a dark color, carrying a flavor of the underworld soil, and even the flavor of a final resting place.
The true meaning of the pagoda was revealed within.
"This supreme dao artifact is truly difficult to refine. Normally, to refine a supreme dao artifact, I wouldn't need to put in so much effort. To think it's this strenuous now." Divine Venerable Yinliu gasped heavily, non-stop casting tens of millions of incantation seals and billions of talismans, continuously depleting his vitality: "The Eight Tribes Pagoda, no wonder even Dragon Emperors of the dragon race find it difficult to refine, so it is this mentally exhausting? With my strength, I couldn't even touch it."
"Of course, within the universe of heaven and earth, there are some strange magical artifacts." Divine Venerable Mona also gasped heavily: "This Eight Tribes Pagoda is one of them; it is an eternal resting place. The Eight Tribes Pagoda is the eternal resting place for the dragon clan. Far back in antiquity, it seemed the Primordial Ancestral Dragon, in order for the souls of the descendants of the dragon race to find peace, created the condensation method for this magical artifact, the Eight Tribes Pagoda. Look at the Evening Drum and Morning Bell within it; they are both magical artifacts meant to purify souls in an attempt to attain eternal life. Furthermore, when the Primordial Ancestral Dragon created the condensation method for this magical artifact, he referenced the ultimate bliss pure land of Buddhism, hence there are also some Buddhist secret techniques involved in the process of refining the magical artifact. Fortunately, Master obtained the talisman of the World Honoring Self-mastery Buddha and nourished it within, which can stabilize the pagoda; otherwise, this pagoda would be even harder to refine."
"Attention, the vitality is beginning to turn violent."
True Monarch Qi roared wildly.
One could see that the massive Eight Tribes Pagoda had already stretched to a million miles long, squeezing its way out of the Tombs of Dragons. A treasure pagoda suppressed the underworld soil. The underworld soil churned, cracking continuously in all directions. The ground flipped over, and many remains of ancient giant dragons were flipped out. Some giant dragon remains were hundreds of thousands of feet long, and the bone joints on their bodies actually radiated brilliance, condensing into one sarira after another upon the joints, with text praising the dragon race on the sariras.
When some giant dragon remains were unearthed, bizarre phenomena abounded even more.
"That is! The corpse of a True Immortal of the dragon race!"
A massive dragon corpse, unexpectedly unrotted, was forcefully dragged out from a sacred space. That dragon corpse looked as if it were alive, its dignity still present, with long whiskers. Countless pure white dragon souls revolved around him, chanting beautiful hymns. There were also many dharma-protecting deities worshipping around this dragon corpse. It seemed to be an old ancestor of the dragon race.
This dragon corpse was suddenly sucked into the Eight Tribes Pagoda and merged into the main body of the pagoda. That pagoda seemed suddenly unable to bear such massive power. Then, surprisingly, the dismantling sounds of earth, water, fire, and wind rang out from within it.
"Not good, the vitality is starting to become chaotic, and the power is too ferocious. The pagoda is advancing, and we can't control it; it's going to explode. All efforts will go down the drain."
Xuan Wugu howled madly, casting out hundreds of millions of artifact refinement techniques and talismans, but all those talismans were shaken back by the frenzied pagoda. They were actually unable to permeate into it.
Right now, this Eight Tribes Pagoda seemed to have lost control, like a frantic assassin who had lost their sanity.
This was a very bad phenomenon. Normally, this phenomenon would only occur if the artifact refinement lost control.
If artifact refinement lost control, it would violently explode. Not only would the person refining the artifact be heavily injured, all the materials would be destroyed in a single moment. This shock was entirely no trifling matter.
"Do not panic!"
"Save some power when you're refining it. This magical artifact will still have to undergo a tribulation later." Fang Han shouted abruptly. Spitting out a breath, the Six-Syllable True Word spiritual talisman of the World Honoring Self-mastery Buddha flew out and rotated continuously around the Eight Tribes Pagoda. Buddhist light was empowered onto it, causing the expansion of this pagoda to gradually come to a halt, and there was some order to its absorption of the death qi from the Tombs of Dragons.
Otherwise, if it continued absorbing endlessly, this Eight Tribes Pagoda would absolutely never be successfully condensed.
"The talisman of the World Honoring Self-mastery Buddha…" Seeing this scene, the artifact spirit of the Womb of Chaos muttered involuntarily: "The power of this talisman is not just this. Unfortunately, no one knows the Great Karma Technique. The World Honoring Self-mastery Buddha was a figure who had comprehended creation, one tier higher than even Heavenly Monarch Chaos. With the empowerment of this magical artifact, it's no wonder the Eight Tribes Pagoda is successfully refined with such ease. If not nourished by this talisman, even an existence at the level of a Dragon Emperor would only have a fifty percent certainty in refining this magical artifact."
"The Eight Tribes Pagoda was created by the Primordial Ancestral Dragon using Buddhist methods as a reference. This talisman indeed played a huge role; otherwise, absorbing the death qi from the Tombs of Dragons can easily lead to losing balance. Then not even a Dragon Emperor can control it, and it will explode immediately." Feng Baiyu nodded secretly: "And now, the vitality is stable, and the world is condensed securely and safely. In the final moment, it is about to advance."
Sure enough, countless death qi, dragon race heroic souls, and corpses were accommodated inside, and under the illumination of the Buddhist light, they all calmed down one after another. This Eight Tribes Pagoda also stopped expanding; instead, it gradually shrank. Layer upon layer of dragon texts appeared upon it, as if carved by an expert in the void.
At the very top of the Eight Tribes Pagoda, the Supreme Dragon Pearl was no longer a milky white color, but rather a profound, serene color similar to the firmament. Within the Supreme Dragon Pearl, the form of the Primordial Ancestral Dragon manifested once again. This time, this old ancestor of hundreds of millions of dragons was much clearer and possessed far more vividness.
"The ancient pagoda… the eternal resting place, the blissful purification, the eternal life of the soul… The one who refined the Eight Tribes Pagoda, you have upheld my will, and I shall grant you sufficient reward…" An ancient, desolate voice from antiquity resounded. It was the will of the Primordial Ancestral Dragon transmitted from nowhere knows where.
Amidst this voice, a huge black hole suddenly appeared deep within the Supreme Dragon Pearl. From the black hole surged endless dragon-shaped vitality. This dragon-shaped vitality instantly entered the interior of the pagoda, immediately condensing the mark of a dragon claw on the wall. This dragon claw actually possessed ten talons, each one different, portraying a sense of flawless perfection just by looking at it.
"This is the symbol of the Primordial Ancestral Dragon. By possessing it, this Eight Tribes Pagoda is considered truly fully refined. Even a Dragon Emperor expert would be suppressed. The Ten-Talon Ancestral Dragon! Among the dragon race, talons determine supremacy. Usually, the esteemed imperial clan and sovereign clan are above five talons. Only the Primordial Ancestral Dragon holds ten talons."
Feng Baiyu commented in awe.
Woo woo woo, woo woo woo. At this very moment, in the sky, one spacetime wormhole after another opened up, transmitting a destructive aura from within.
"Everyone, pay attention. The power of the Eight Tribes Pagoda's advancement has shocked the rules of the Immortal Realm. A great tribulation is descending." Fang Han uttered in a deep voice.