All Heavens: Sharing Talents with Countless Mes

hum!
A sharp buzzing sound was heard, and the black sword embryo shone brightly. A powerful spatial force burst out from it, distorting the surrounding space.

It’s done! Chu Yang was delighted, but the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

The light of the black sword blank suddenly dimmed, and then, with a click, a crack appeared on the sword.

“No…” Chu Yang widened his eyes and looked at the scene in disbelief.

Click, click...

More and more cracks appeared on the sword blank, spreading like a spider web.

boom!
With a loud bang, the black sword embryo exploded in Chu Yang's hand, turning into countless fragments and scattering all over the ground.

Failed!
Chu Yang stared blankly at the fragments in his hand, his face pale, and he was speechless for a moment.
The sword blank that had been refined with countless efforts and materials was destroyed just like that!

I had already mastered 90% of the laws of space, and everything was going smoothly, so why did I fail in the end?

Could it be that the material of the Void Elemental Iron is not good enough?

Or is there something wrong with the refining technique?

Chu Yang sat dejectedly on the ground, looking at the fragments scattered all over the ground, feeling confused.

This is not just a loss of materials, but also a waste of hard work.

Chu Yang took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is not knowing the reason for failure.

"What went wrong?" Chu Yang muttered to himself and began to carefully recall the refining process.

From material selection, smelting to the integration of rules, he strived for perfection in every step, but the result was still failure.

First of all, the materials.

Void Iron and Sky Star Stone, Time Crystal Sand and Eternal Gold, although these materials are precious, they are still far inferior to the innate spiritual materials that were born at the beginning of chaos.

These materials contain some impurities to a greater or lesser extent. The impact of these impurities on lower-level laws is negligible, but they are fatal to the two higher-level laws of space and time.

Just like a grain of sand, it can be ignored, but if this grain of sand gets stuck in the core component of a precision instrument, it will cause the entire instrument to paralyze.

"Does it mean that we must use innate spiritual materials to refine spiritual treasures that contain higher laws?"

Chu Yang frowned.

Innate spiritual materials are extremely rare. Even he only has a few of them, and they all have other uses. He is reluctant to use them to refine flying swords.

The second is the understanding of the laws.

Although Chu Yang has mastered more than 90% of the laws of time and space, there is a world of difference between 90% and 100%.

It is like a mortal, even if he has mastered 90% of the sword skills, he cannot compete with a true sword immortal.

The laws of space and time are mysterious and unpredictable. If you are not careful, you will lose everything.

Finally, there is the refining technique.

Chu Yang not only learned the weapon refining experience of Duobao Taoist, but also the weapon refining experience of Chu Yang in the fairy world.

Logically speaking, refining an acquired spiritual treasure should not be a problem.

However, Taoist Duobao is best at refining acquired spiritual treasures, and he only has a superficial understanding of refining innate spiritual treasures.

However, what Chu Yang wanted to refine was a flying sword that contained superior laws, and its difficulty was far beyond that of ordinary acquired spiritual treasures.

"Experience, or lack of experience!" Chu Yang smiled bitterly in his heart.

The art of weapon refining is no less complicated than the art of formation; both are profound and one cannot succeed by relying solely on theoretical knowledge.

Without sufficient practical experience, no matter how much theory you have mastered, it will ultimately be just talk.

"It seems that it is not an easy task to refine a natal flying sword with space and time attributes."

Chu Yang put away the fragments. These were precious materials after all, and they might be useful in the future.

Then he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and replayed the entire refining process in his mind, like a slow-motion movie, not missing any details.

“Impurities, comprehension of laws, refining techniques…” Chu Yang opened his eyes suddenly. Innate spiritual materials are not cabbages. Even in this primitive world, they are rare treasures.

"It seems that I have to go out and try my luck."

Chu Yang stood up, a look of determination flashing in his eyes.

You can't just give up because of a lack of materials, right? He just doesn't believe that in this vast wilderness, there won't be a few pieces of suitable innate spiritual materials!

Before setting off, Chu Yang took out the eight flying swords that he had successfully refined before.

These eight flying swords respectively incorporate the eight lower-level laws of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder and light. Although there is no flying sword with the dual attributes of time and space, they can also be regarded as rare treasures.

Chu Yang suspended the eight flying swords in the air, formed seals with his hands, and muttered something.

As the spell was chanted, the eight flying swords emitted a buzzing sound, the swords glowed with light, and a powerful aura spread out.

“Command!” Chu Yang shouted softly, and the eight flying swords turned into eight streams of light, circling around him.

Chu Yang's mind moved, and the eight flying swords instantly formed a mysterious sword formation. The sword energy was overwhelming, the edges were sharp, and it exuded a heart-pounding pressure.

"The power of this Eight Desolate Sword Formation is not inferior to that of a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal."

Chu Yang smiled. With this sword formation protecting him, he could protect himself even if he encountered danger in the wilderness.

After making preparations, Chu Yang left Jin'ao Island.

The primitive world is vast and boundless, but also extremely dangerous.

Especially now that the prehistoric world is in the midst of a war between wizards and demons, it is extremely dangerous.

After leaving Jin'ao Island, Chu Yang flew as fast as lightning, heading eastward.

Below, there are endless blue waves, with a few seabirds occasionally flying by and disappearing in a flash.

Beneath this vast ocean are the locations of the legendary three immortal mountains of Penglai, Fangzhang and Yingzhou, but their traces are vague and difficult to find.

Chu Yang's trip was not to seek immortals or ask for the truth, but to find the innate spiritual materials to refine his own flying sword.

In the ancient continent, the wizards and liches were entrenched. Any rare treasures that came into the world would be divided up by these two families.

Although Chu Yang is skilled and courageous, he does not want to cause trouble for no reason.

After all, when two tigers fight, one is bound to be injured, and he doesn't want to be the innocent victim.

The ocean is vast and boundless, with countless secret places, which makes it easier to find missed treasures.

As Chu Yang flew, he spread out his spiritual sense, carefully searching the sea surface and the islands below.

Sometimes when he was tired of flying, he would take out a flying boat-shaped magic treasure he had refined and sail on the sea.

Half a month later, he came to a desolate island with no grass and only jagged rocks.

After going to the island to check it out and was about to leave, he suddenly discovered a faint golden light emanating from a crack in the rock.

Chu Yang's heart moved, and he hurried forward to check.

Pushing aside the rocks, one saw a magical herb growing in the cracks of the rocks. It had only three leaves, and each leaf looked like it was made of gold, sparkling in the sun.

“Three-leaf golden heart grass! Although it is not an innate spiritual material, it is also a good material.”

Chu Yang was delighted and carefully picked the spiritual herb and put it in his pocket.

Just as Chu Yang was about to leave, he suddenly felt a powerful demonic aura coming from deep under the sea.

This evil aura was overbearing and ferocious, with a disgusting smell of blood. It was obviously not a good thing.

“Interesting.” Chu Yang showed a hint of sneer on his face: “I just learned this Eight Desolate Sword Formation not long ago, and was worried that I couldn’t find someone to practice with. I didn’t expect it to be delivered to my doorstep.” His figure flashed, and he turned into a stream of light, rushing straight into the rough sea.

Deep under the sea, it was pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Chu Yang activated his magic power, and two golden rays of light shot out from his eyes, illuminating the surroundings.

I saw a huge coral reef standing on the seabed, with all kinds of strange marine creatures growing on it.

In the sea, Chu Yang's strength is weaker than on land, but it should not be underestimated.

This place is not too far from Jin'ao Island, so there won't be any powerful monsters entrenched here.

In the center of the coral reef, Chu Yang discovered a giant octopus.

This octopus is blood red all over, and its tentacles are as thick as a giant python, covered with suction cups, and it exudes a frightening evil aura.

“It turns out to be a blood demon octopus.” Chu Yang recognized the origin of this monster at a glance.

This blood demon octopus is at the Golden Immortal level. It feeds on the blood of other creatures. It has a brutal and extremely ferocious temperament and is a tyrant in the sea.

The blood demon octopus also discovered Chu Yang and immediately let out a deafening roar, and its huge tentacles attacked Chu Yang like lightning.

Chu Yang snorted coldly, and eight flying swords flew out instantly, forming the Eight Desolate Sword Formation, blocking all the tentacles of the Blood Demon Octopus.

The sword energy was crisscrossing, cutting into the tentacles of the blood demon octopus, making a sharp sound of metal clashing.

"A mere trifle!" The blood demon octopus roared, making a human voice, opened its bloody mouth and spurted out a black liquid with an extremely fishy smell.

This black liquid is extremely toxic and corrosive, and can even dissolve rocks on the seabed in an instant.

Chu Yang did not dare to be careless and quickly dodged.

The black liquid fell into the air, corroding a huge hole in the coral reef on the seabed.

"Interesting." A gleam of excitement flashed in Chu Yang's eyes.

He formed a seal with his hands and muttered words.

The eight flying swords shone brightly and transformed into eight streams of light, circling around the blood demon octopus like dragons.

All kinds of flying sword control techniques were tried. Although the black liquid of the blood demon octopus was powerful, its speed was not fast enough.

She can only become Chu Yang's living target.

On the contrary, Chu Yang relied on his flexible body to dodge its attacks easily by twisting and turning in the water.

He even had the leisure to observe the octopus's attack methods, attacking it with sword energy from time to time.

After playing around for a while, Chu Yang also lost his patience.

The eight flying swords shone brightly, and sword energy poured out like a violent storm, instantly submerging the blood demon octopus.

A shrill scream resounded throughout the seabed. The blood demon octopus's huge body trembled violently, and its tentacles waved wildly, but it could not resist the sharp sword energy.

Soon, its breath rapidly weakened, and its scarlet blood dyed the surrounding sea water blood red.

After a moment, the sword shadow dissipated, and the huge body of the blood demon octopus had been cut into countless pieces, and the blood dyed the surrounding sea red.

A blood-red inner pill flew out from the broken flesh and was grabbed by Chu Yang.

"Not bad, a Golden Immortal-level inner elixir, which can be used to refine some elixirs." Chu Yang put the inner elixir into his pocket.

After killing the blood demon octopus, Chu Yang did not rush to leave. He searched the octopus's nest and found several fist-sized black beads that exuded a strong smell of blood.

“The Blood Demon Pearl can be used to refine some poison pills.” Chu Yang put the pearl away with satisfaction.

For the next few hundred years, Chu Yang lived a carefree life. He traveled to every corner of the East China Sea, looking for all kinds of natural treasures and practicing to improve his cultivation.

He once dived into the deep sea and fought a monster that looked like a giant crab but had nine heads. The monster was guarding a blue spiritual pearl that emitted a soft glow. Chu Yang took great pains to kill it and took the spiritual pearl.

He also secluded himself on a deserted island for decades, comprehending the mysteries of the laws of time and space.

Time seemed to have lost its meaning to Chu Yang. Only the pursuit of the great way was his eternal motivation.

Three hundred years passed in a flash.

That day, Chu Yang came to an unfamiliar sea area.

There is an area about three meters long and wide with extremely chaotic fluctuations, as if it will collapse at any time.

But the surroundings are the same as anywhere else.

If Chu Yang was not extremely familiar with the fluctuations of spatial laws, he might not have been able to discover this space.

"Something seems wrong?"

Chu Yang thought to himself, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

He used his magical power and explored forward carefully.

Just as Chu Yang came into contact with this "strange" space, suddenly, his eyes lit up, the spatial fluctuations suddenly disappeared, and Chu Yang found himself above an island surrounded by fairy air.

The island is covered with exotic flowers and plants, and magical beasts and birds are flying around, making it look like a fairyland on earth.

Exquisite palaces and pavilions are dotted around, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

"This is……"

Chu Yang's heart moved, and a familiar feeling surged into his heart.

He recalled an ancient legend about the Three Immortal Islands in the East China Sea.

"Penglai, Fangzhang, Yingzhou..."

Chu Yang muttered to himself, his eyes falling on a huge stone tablet in the center of the island, on which were written two ancient characters: Yingzhou!

"It's actually Yingzhou Island, one of the Three Immortal Islands!"

Chu Yang was shocked.

According to legend, the Three Immortals Island is where ancient immortals lived. It has countless rare treasures and powerful formations and restrictions, and ordinary cultivators cannot get close to it at all.

Chu Yang hovered over Yingzhou Island, his clothes fluttering, like a banished immortal.

But his mood at the moment was far from as calm as it seemed.

Yingzhou Island, the legendary paradise of immortals, suddenly appeared before him. Even though he had experienced hundreds of years of cultivating immortals, he couldn't help but feel excited.

Chu Yang took a deep breath and suppressed his excitement.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the more beautiful a place is, the more dangers it is often surrounded by.

Caution is his greatest reliance in surviving until now.

Chu Yang slowly descended, trying to get closer to the island.

As the distance got closer, a layer of faint golden light gradually appeared, covering the entire island like an inverted golden bowl.

"Island protection formation?"

Chu Yang narrowed his eyes, a gleam of light flashing in them.

This golden light curtain may look thin, but it actually contains powerful energy fluctuations and is obviously not an ordinary formation.

He stretched out his hand and tentatively touched the light curtain.

As soon as his fingertips touched, a strong rebound force shook him away. Chu Yang frowned, secretly shocked.

The power of this island protection formation is even stronger than he imagined.

It seems to be comparable to the Liang Yi Micro Dust Formation that Laozi set up back then! (End of this chapter)