Soul Land 5: The Rebirth of Tang San-Chapter 847: Divine Artifact Fusion

A white halo of distorted light surged from Tang San's chest—the Spacetime Lighthouse.

The distorted halo expanded outward, further reinforcing the barrier that Mei Gongzi had previously put into place. Within this barrier, the flow of time suddenly accelerated.

Faith energy had already been flowing into Tang San at a considerable speed, but now, it surged like a massive river. The immense faith energy infused Tang San's divine seat, transforming into divine energy, and continuously flowed into the book in front of him, enhancing it.

What could cause more of a stir than creating a divine artifact? Tang San had long since decided how to deal with the Celestial Plume, and this was the perfect opportunity to do it. He may not be able to give it all the finishing touches, but at the very least, he would be able to complete the initial reshaping.

Under the nourishment of the divine radiance, the Tome of Duplicates thrived, and its affinity with Tang San grew stronger. Even though Tang San had not made it recognize him as its master, its aura had already become closely linked with him due to the continuous infusion of divine energy.

The benefits were mutual. When a god continuously nurtured a divine artifact with their divine energy, after reaching a certain point, the artifact would naturally acquire the god's divine radiance and become inseparable from them. This was the case with the Asura Sword, the Sea God's Trident, and indeed the Fire God's Scepter that Tang San had seen earlier—though the Fire God had fallen many millennia before, the scepter still carried his divinity, blessing the Firedawn clan.

The thick book in front of Tang San kept growing in aura, leaving Mei Gongzi momentarily stunned, while the Celestial Plume became increasingly restless.

It seemed to be saying, "Why not me? Why aren't you helping me get stronger?"

Sensing its plea, Tang San smiled slightly, waved his left hand, and pulled the Celestial Plume in front of him, placing it flat on the book, allowing it to share in the infusion of divine energy.

The Celestial Plume was overjoyed by this, and it immediately began to greedily devour the divine energy. In no time, its originally silver-white barbs turned a faint golden color.

At this moment, Mei Gongzi noticed a sly smile on Tang San's face. Her lips twitched slightly—he was planning to take over the Celestial Plume, wasn't he?

Poor Celestial Plume, sitting there like a little beggar child... only to be picked up by a workhouse master.

As Tang San's divine energy continued to pour into the Celestial Plume, Mei Gongzi could feel the connection between her and the artifact weakening. The Celestial Plume was actually abandoning her!

Fortunately, the Celestial Plume was not her life-bound artifact, so even though it had acknowledged her as its master, its "betrayal" didn't affect her much. Still, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was losing something.

Of course, she had been prepared for this; Tang San had long since told her that she couldn't use this divine artifact, and her ancestor, the Peacock Demon Emperor, had confirmed every single word. The consequences of peering into the secrets of heaven were simply far too severe. Moreover, she trusted Tang San completely, and she already had the Asura Sword, so it wasn't like she had suffered a loss.

As she continuously nurtured the sword intent of the Asura Sword with her divine consciousness, Mei Gongzi could feel the sword becoming more tangible. According to Tang San, the true Asura Sword was drawing closer to her. When the Asura Sword in her sea of consciousness transformed into a physical entity, that would be the moment when the Sword of Judgment would fully manifest.

Once this powerful divine artifact was nearby, its mere aura alone would grant Mei Gongzi immense power. Of course, a transcendent divine artifact could never directly descend on Falan Planet; the planar laws would never allow it. A being of peak-level cultivation wielding such a weapon could disrupt the laws of the plane on their most fundamental level, and that was unacceptable to the planar ruler.

But that was a matter for another time.

At this moment, the two divine artifacts on Tang San were overlapping, both fully absorbing his divine energy.

Strange light flickered in Tang San's eyes as the Spacetime Lighthouse continued to radiate space and time energy; at the same time, it guided the divine energy coming from Tang San, acting as a relay to infuse it into the two artifacts before him.

If one observed carefully, they would notice that the energy released by the Spacetime Lighthouse was mostly being absorbed by the Celestial Plume.

The Celestial Plume was frantically absorbing divine energy, eager to make up for what it had fallen behind compared to the book, and it didn't notice that the Spacetime Lighthouse's power of time and space was also being infused into it. Of course, as a space-type artifact itself, it naturally wouldn't reject space energy.

The runes on the ground grew increasingly bright. Tang San himself was entirely bathed in golden light. Slowly, however, shadows began to appear around him—shadows that were not produced by any object in the room. They were strange and distorted, and they moved all by themselves, in no connection with the golden light of the divine energy.

As it turned out, the Celestial Plume resting on the book in front of Tang San was now radiating its own light, and these shadows actually came from it. They formed images, scenes that moved....

Then Tang San's divine consciousness echoed in Mei Gongzi's mind.

—Close your eyes, don't look!

Mei Gongzi quickly closed her eyes, focusing her mind away from the images. She had caught a glimpse earlier—some of those images seemed to be what she had seen when she had first been acknowledged by the Celestial Plume.

Without a doubt, these were the secrets of heaven that the Celestial Plume could unlock.

Tang San also closed his eyes, but the light of the Spacetime Lighthouse grew even brighter. Under the influence of its power, the strange images began to flow into the thick book beneath the Celestial Plume. The top pages of the book started to ripple slightly, as if something was being added to them.

The lights and shadows emitted from the Celestial Plume intensified, while the pages below continued to absorb them.

The Celestial Plume seemed to sense something and tried to resist. But in its current state, how could it even struggle?

It had already absorbed a large amount of Tang San's divine energy and it was being suppressed by the Spacetime Lighthouse—and now, it was being devoured by the book below. There was no chance of escape.

Tang San's voice, imbued with divine authority, rang out: "Accept the fusion and embrace your fate. Otherwise, there will be only one outcome: you will once more kill your master and everyone she holds dear. I will weaken your ability to peer into the secrets of heaven, but I will infuse you with true divinity. It's more than a fair deal for you; it's a huge boon. In the future, you will have the opportunity to reach even greater heights. I can promise you that. In fact, as the Sea God, I will do what you cannot: I will predict your future. And I hereby tell you that you will be taken to a divine realm, and there, you will become a true divine artifact."

Each word from Tang San seemed to transform into divine breath, continuously striking the surface of the Celestial Plume.

The Celestial Plume's struggle gradually ceased. It slowly rose, its three eyes facing Tang San, and then gently lowered, as if bowing to him in reverence. In the next instant, it abandoned all resistance, and countless dazzling, radiant beams of silver light erupted.

At that moment, Tang San waved his hand, lifting the restrictions set by the Spacetime Lighthouse and Mei Gongzi. The brilliant silver light immediately soared into the sky, shooting out from the city lord's mansion and rising straight into the heavens.

The dazzling silver light illuminated the entire sky, casting a silver glow upon Kali City. Even though it was still daylight, the sun's brilliance was completely overshadowed by the silver light.

The massive silhouette of the Celestial Plume swaying gracefully in the sky was clearly visible, and the aura it released caused the entire city to tremble slightly, as if there was a small earthquake occurring. One after another, hazy, illusionary images appeared, merging into a canopy over the city.

Every being in Kali City, when looking up at this sky, would feel a strange sensation, as though they could see their own future within these images. But the moment they blinked, the images vanished, and nobody could remember what they had just witnessed. Had they truly seen anything? Or was this some kind of mass illusion? Nobody knew, and nobody would ever know.