Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!
Chapter 1014 - 545: The Cost, Primordial Magnetism, Pure Yang Martial God Yi Chengzi, Nine Heaven and Earth Spirit Mechanisms, Big Brother, Future Path and Cultivation_2

However, he was just afraid that the Master of Soldiers lacked the courage, and the Spear feared not having the magnanimity.

"Ahh! Big brother, there's no need for further words; how can we let that riffraff disturb your tranquil cultivation? I will take care of them immediately."

"A bunch of bastards, unaware of fate and oblivious to my presence. They have this coming."

"I'm twenty-four this year, a bit younger than big brother. If big brother doesn't mind, why wait three days? Today I'm willing to become sworn brothers with big brother."

Yi Chen immediately spoke with a buoyant spirit; as an honest man, he reported his nominal age right then and there.

Just six years, a mere six years, and Yi Chengzi had grown from a hawker of Ba Wangji to a martial artist mighty enough to rival the Dao Fruit Realm. Did he feel proud?

All of this was achieved through his own efforts!

...

Two cups of tea later, the Master of Soldiers looked at his worthy brother with complex emotions and then flew away.

Yi Chen then picked up a fat chicken from the plate on the ground and began striding forward.

A gust of wind swept by, lifting the black ashes of burnt yellow paper on the ground into the sky, flying towards the unknown future.

All Heretical Powers are but calamitous seeds of terror in this world. If I, Yi Chengzi, would strike down tigers, how could I not swat the flies as well?

No, even a mosquito is meat; Yi Chengzi must deal with them.

Of course, before dealing with this scum, he first needed to bring the hidden Miao Zis to his side.

A short half-hour later.

Yi Chengzi, Yi Chengzi, Shocking Pure Yang Yichengzi, stepped on the land of Yin Mansion; a terrifying aura enveloped all directions, the magnetic field began to turn once again.

An odd black cat perched on his shoulder, like a harbinger of death accompanying his State Preceptor father on a great slaughter, occasionally even leading half a step ahead, extremely valiant.

It was like a leisurely stroll. After one day, Yi Chen had eradicated all the alien species from the Six Domains on the Yin Mansion Land; no matter how they hid, it was futile.

Because, as long as Yi Chen wished it, the magnetic field would provide answers.

A day later, on the Yellow Sand Plains, a mighty looking Taoist sat cross-legged with his back to the Temple.

At this moment, both Miao Zi and the young child he had taken in were out of sight, unknown where they had run off to play.

After all, since awakening, the child had been clamorous, and the sensible Miao Zi naturally wouldn't let such trifles disturb her father's tranquil cultivation.

An ancient golden Holy Halberd lay across Yi Chen's knees. And after some time, the Taoist slowly opened his eyes, a fleeting flash of Divine Light vanished within them.

"If the second twenty-fifth and twenty-sixth layers of the True Technique equate to the Heavenly Position Warrior, then after breaking through once more, the twenty-seventh layer no longer suits the title of Heavenly Position Warrior."

"Because, I am Heaven!"

"The True Technique has reached this point, it should now be known as, Martial God!"

"I, Yi Chengzi, am now—Pure Yang Martial God!"

Accompanied by Yi Chen's words, the Spear placed upon his knees gently floated up, countless thunders striking upon the Holy Halberd.

The thunderous prison refines the Divine Weapon, Pure Yang transmutes the Yin dross.

Yi Chen, on a whim, decided to personally craft a Divine Weapon, one truly his own.

A real Divine Weapon, matching his Martial Path, that could push his combat prowess to 120% efficiency in conquering the world—the Primordial Magnetic Divine Halberd.

The terrifying Extreme Origin spread out, as if guided by something, the sands of the Yellow Sand Plains began howling towards Yi Chen's figure.

Pure Yang serves as the furnace to refine the True Martial, reversing fate to manifest Divine Skills!

A vast pile of sand flew around Yi Chen, with 99% of it suddenly crumbling, transforming into pure energy, and then from within the silvery energy, a speck of golden light burst forth.

It was a granule of odd sand, interlaced with gold and blue; Primordial Magnetic Divine Sand.

This was a precious material within the Cultivation Realm for crafting Primordial Magnetic Treasures, and under Yi Chen's massive transformation of Extreme Origin, it was slowly developing.

Cling!

As if obeying a divine edict, as soon as the Primordial Magnetic Divine Sand took shape, it immediately merged into the body of the Spear, followed by countless thunderbolts bolstering the slow metamorphosis of this oldest Holy Weapon accompanying Yi Chen.

The transformation of this place naturally shocked the Hall Master of the Yellow Sand Temple, but even with a million ounces of courage, he wouldn't dare confront Yi Chen about his actions, only shutting the Temple door tightly, passively watching the Yellow Sand Plains slowly descend.

At this moment, under the sky filled with thunder, Yi Chen slowly stood up, standing with his hands behind his back, Gazing at the Spear overhead undergoing its gradual transformation amid the thunderstrikes.

He extended a hand, and an odd Strength suddenly emerged within his palm; it was a blue, watery sphere of energy, the untransformed power of electromagnetism.

Staring at the human-head-sized blue ethereal sphere, a touch of astonishment suddenly appeared in Yi Chen's eyes.

He could feel his Strength growing.

Though it was a negligible one percent, he clearly sensed it.

"It's the Magnetic Field. I've been sitting idly in this place for a day, becoming increasingly familiar with the rotation of the Magnetic Field in this area. Thus, I can use less spiritual power to attract more Primordial Magnetic Power."

"This... doesn't this mean the longer I stay in a place, the stronger the Power I can wield?"

"The longer I, Yi Chengzi, remain in a place, does that make it my domain, under my control?"

Limited to a day, with a suddenness like breaking through some barrier, like a rusty gear wheel that received a drop of oil, the gear's rotation speed abruptly improved by one percent, a touch of shock appeared on the broad face of Yi Chen.