Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar-Chapter 481 - 389: The Refining Tao has never seen a Great Emperor, if possible, I might be able to make up for this regret, _3
Moments later, Hong Yuan withdrew his gaze and began crafting the Dream Tao Holy Artifact anew.
His mind flowed to the Dream Butterfly Fairy Worm. With a thought, the Dream Butterfly Fairy Worm immediately spread its wings and flew toward the white snow smoke within the Purple Gold Cauldron, like a moth to a flame.
The moment the Dream Butterfly Fairy Worm came into contact with the white snow smoke, a ground-shaking boom suddenly erupted.
BANG! BANG BANG! BANG BANG BANG!
In the Destiny Demon Realm, Tribulation Clouds gathered. Various colored lightning bolts surged within the dark clouds, as if a Secret Realm formed by thunder was about to descend, intent on interrupting the emergence of the Dream Tao Holy Artifact. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
The lightning was blinding, and the thunderclaps were deafening.
This sky full of lightning was like the turbulent waters of a vast river, endlessly bombarding the Purple Gold Cauldron.
"Don’t even think of eating it," Hong Yuan huffed coldly. The Purple-Gold Furnace near him, having just unleashed a burst of Purple Gold Divine Light, finally suppressed its devouring desire.
He lifted his head, clasped his hands behind his back, and calmly watched the sudden arrival of the Tribulation Clouds.
Hong Yuan understood that crafting each Holy Artifact—that is, every time one came into existence through his hands—would inevitably subject it to the test of the Tribulation Clouds.
But these current Tribulation Clouds were too fierce, almost comparable to when he had crafted the Holy Artifact, the Sky-connecting Tower, in the "Han Jiuming Dream Realm" long ago.
That Sky-connecting Tower, however, had faced its trial due to "Tao Mark Contradiction," an unsolvable eternal conundrum. The present calamity was merely because Hong Yuan was attempting to craft a Dream Tao Holy Artifact before the Dream Tao school of thought was fully established.
"Tsk tsk, is this calamity because I don’t possess the Great Dream Seed identity and I’ve rushed ahead...?"
Hong Yuan chuckled lightly, allowing the sky full of lightning to strike the Purple Gold Great Palace and his Purple Gold Dragon Robe.
He silently observed the evolution of the Heavenly Tribulation Clouds.
First, a Fiery Red Immortal Sword condensed, its fierce, baleful aura like a tangible black fog, slashing directly toward the Dream Butterfly Fairy Worm.
Lightning exploded. The edge of the Fiery Red Immortal Sword was terrifyingly sharp, as if small worlds were shattering beneath its blade.
Then, the Heavenly Tribulation Clouds evolved once again, gathering the sky full of lightning into a blood-eyed winged dragon that lunged toward the Dream Butterfly Fairy Worm.
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One after another, miraculous techniques were manifested by the Heavenly Tribulation Clouds, each truly fierce and terrifying.
If not for peerless Heavenly Talents possessing Great Emperor level aptitude and intellect facing them directly, they would inevitably suffer a bitter defeat. The lesser outcome would be a fractured cultivation path; the more severe, death and the dissipation of their Tao.
CRACK—
The Purple Gold Cauldron, formed from the Purple Gold Thorns, sensed the great crisis. Its four handles suddenly extended, transforming into four powerful Purple Gold Flood Dragons. These dragons then struck at the immortal swords and great beasts manifested by the Heavenly Tribulation Clouds.
A faint smile touched Hong Yuan’s lips as he silently sensed the Dream Butterfly Fairy Worm’s transformation.
The Purple Gold Thorns was a Food Tao Holy Plant with the potential to grow into the Unconventional Tao Realms of Food Tao, subtly acknowledged by Heaven and Earth.
Moreover, having been patiently nurtured by Hong Yuan, its strength remained incomparably formidable, even when acting autonomously without his direct manipulation.
Echoing whip-cracks resounded. The four Purple Gold Flood Dragons, extensions of the Purple Gold Thorns, fought like an ancient divine general wielding four God-Beating Whips—majestic and possessing extraordinary combat prowess.
Under its protection, the Dream Butterfly Fairy Worm’s body began to transform. Its base color changed from gold to white, and its aura grew even more profound and terrifying.
Everything was developing favorably.
Yet the Heavenly Tribulation Clouds still hadn’t dispersed and continued to accumulate power. Deep within their Thunder Pool, a mysterious dragon shadow hovered, slowly spiraling.
This was a Great Emperor Mark, something Hong Yuan was quite familiar with.
Gazing at that mysterious dragon shadow, Hong Yuan couldn’t help but narrow his eyes and slowly rise to his feet.
Suddenly, his expression shifted slightly as he exclaimed, "Dragon Sun Emperor?!"
