All Heavens: Sharing Talents with Countless Mes

"What? Can't bear to part with you?"

Chu Yang raised his eyebrows and said in a rather cold tone: "Then continue to stay here. Maybe one day when I feel better, I will let you out... or maybe one day, I will stew you and that long-eared rabbit together."

Dong Wanggong's heart trembled, and his eyes involuntarily glanced at the distance, where Chang'er Dingguangxian was being chased by several magical vicious dogs and was in a miserable state.

At this time, Dingguangxian was forced to reveal his true form and kept fleeing, looking extremely embarrassed!

A chill emanated from Chu Yang, and Duke Dong felt it instantly. He took a deep breath and quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

Where there is life, there is hope.

It is better to lose money to avoid disaster than to lose your life.

He secretly gathered his magic power and tentatively launched an attack towards Chu Yang's Dharma body.

However, this attack was like a drop in the ocean and had no effect.

The Dharma body is illusory and its entity cannot be captured at all.

However, this seemed very strange to Dong Wanggong.

"Oh no! This is not a demon clan of the Golden Immortal. It's not an exaggeration to say that they are quasi-saints!" Dong Wanggong secretly groaned.

If Dong Wanggong calmed down at this moment and carefully looked at Chu Yang's incarnation with his Dharma Eyes, he would be able to see the clues.

But his attention was on Chu Yang's expression and words. He saw a sharp murderous intent in Chu Yang's eyes, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

In fact, this is also due to Chu Yang's excellent acting skills, which made Dong Wanggong have no doubt about the authenticity of what he saw!
"Okay! I promise you!" After thinking for a while, Dong Wanggong gritted his teeth, endured the pain, took out a piece of purple bamboo from his arms, and threw it to Chu Yang reluctantly.

"This is the Purple Jade Spirit Bamboo, which has the effect of accelerating time. It can be considered a good top-grade innate spiritual treasure."

This purple jade bamboo was a gift from the Queen Mother of the West.

The Kunlun Mirror of the Queen Mother of the West is an extremely high-quality innate spiritual treasure that contains the law of time. When she first obtained the Kunlun Mirror, there was a purple jade bamboo next to it. This piece was taken from that bamboo.

The Queen Mother of the West and the King Father of the East were both designated by Hongjun Daozu as the leaders of male and female immortals, and the two were quite close.

This treasure is indeed a rare treasure for Dong Wanggong, who has not yet become a saint.

But now that Dong Wanggong has reached the level of a quasi-sage, the effect of the purple jade bamboo is not enough for him.

The main reason is that this treasure is not for fighting. The auxiliary effect of accelerating time alone is not of much use to Dong Wanggong.

Chu Yang's incarnation took advantage of the situation, took the purple bamboo, looked at it carefully, and was immediately overjoyed.

Although this purple jade bamboo is dispensable to Dong Wanggong, it is a rare treasure material for him.

With this purple bamboo, Chu Yang will be able to complete the tempering of the last flying sword!
"Time acceleration effect? ​​Very good, you are smart." Chu Yang nodded with satisfaction, "You can go now."

After saying that, he waved his hand and removed a corner of the formation.

Dong Wanggong was as if he had been pardoned. He no longer cared about Chang'er Dingguangxian and turned into a stream of light, fleeing from Yingzhou Island without looking back.

After Dong Wanggong escaped, Chu Yang was not in a hurry to release the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal.

He smiled coldly. This rabbit spirit dared to covet the spiritual roots of Yingzhou Island. If he didn't "treat" it well, it would be difficult to get rid of the hatred in his heart.

Moreover, killing the chicken to scare the monkeys should also let those who are ready to make moves in the ancient times see that Yingzhou Island is not a soft persimmon that can be come and go as it pleases.

The formation still remained, but the illusion changed.

It was no longer just a few vicious dogs, but groups of ancient ferocious beasts, such as Qiongqi, Taowu, Taotie... each with a ferocious face, chasing the long-eared Dingguang Immortal with bared fangs and claws.

Poor long-eared Dingguang immortal, he had been scared to death by several vicious dogs before, and now facing these ancient ferocious beasts, he was even more frightened.

He jumped up and down in the formation, dodging left and right, and screaming incessantly.

"Junior Brother Xiao Lei, please spare my life! Junior Brother Xiao Lei, I was wrong! I shouldn't have brought the Duke of Dong here!"

The long-eared Dingguang immortal cried out, his voice hoarse, and he no longer looked like an immortal.

Chu Yang watched coldly, without any mercy in his heart.

A few days later, Chu Yang felt that the time was right, so he removed the formation.

The dying Chang'er Dingguangxian collapsed to the ground like a torn sack, his body covered with wounds, and he could only breathe in but not out.

Chu Yang kicked him out of Yingzhou Island, "Get lost! If you dare to step into Yingzhou Island again, I will kill you!"

Chang'er Dingguangxian fled from Yingzhou Island as if he had been pardoned. His fear of Chu Yang was even deeper than that of Dong Wanggong.

After practicing in Biyou Palace for so long, Dingguangxian considered himself a master of formations, but facing the formation controlled by Chu Yang, he had no power to fight back!
After sending away the two annoying guys, Chu Yang took out the piece of purple jade bamboo.

This magical bamboo feels soft to the touch, exudes a faint fragrance, and has distinct bamboo joints, as if carved from purple jade.

Chu Yang sat cross-legged and placed the Purple Jade Spirit Bamboo in front of him. He took a deep breath, squeezed out a drop of blood from his fingertips, and dripped it onto the Spirit Bamboo.

The essence and blood instantly merged into the spiritual bamboo, purple light became brighter, and a rich force of the law of time spread.

Chu Yang began to refine the purple jade bamboo and integrated it into his last natal flying sword.

This flying sword was made by him using ten thousand year old cold iron as the main material and various rare materials as the supplement. It took him several years to refine it.

Now the only thing left is to integrate his law of time and the task will be accomplished.

But the law of time is also the most elusive and uncertain, several times more difficult than the law of space!
Fortunately, his understanding of the law of time was deep enough and his strength was greatly improved. As time went by, the purple jade bamboo gradually merged into the flying sword. The body of the flying sword was gradually stained with a light purple color, faintly emitting the mysterious power of time.

Finally, with a clear sound of sword ringing, the last natal flying sword was refined!
The flying sword was unsheathed, purple light shot up into the sky, and a powerful sword intent swept across the entire Yingzhou Island.

At the same time, Chu Yang's other nine natal flying swords were unsheathed one after another, circling around this newly refined flying sword, like stars surrounding the moon.

Each of the ten flying swords exudes a different aura, yet they echo each other to form a perfect whole.

Chu Yang's mind moved, and the ten flying swords instantly merged into one, transforming into a colorful giant sword that hovered above his head.

This giant sword can also be split into ten sword lights at the same time.

"go with!"

Chu Yang gave an order, and ten flying swords each took up a corner.

The ten flying swords hummed and vibrated, and the colorful lights reflected each other, which was gorgeous and dazzling.

Chu Yang could feel that they were not simply merging, but were undergoing some deeper transformation.

A mysterious aura emanated from the fused giant sword, which shocked him.

“Is this… the aura of the Law of Chaos?” Chu Yang muttered to himself, his eyes full of disbelief.

He had heard of the Law of Chaos from Master Tongtian. It was the supreme existence that was above all laws and was the original state before the creation of heaven and earth.

It is said that only by integrating all the laws can one finally comprehend the law of chaos.

And now, the ten flying swords he refined actually began to evolve in the direction of the law of chaos on their own!
This is simply incredible! Chu Yang suppressed his excitement and carefully felt the chaotic aura contained in the giant sword.

Although this breath is weak, it is real, just like a newborn baby, full of infinite potential.

As soon as he thought about it, the giant sword split apart again, transforming into ten streams of light that flew around him.

Each sword light contains the power of different laws, but they echo and blend with each other, like a precision instrument, operating perfectly.

Chu Yang stretched out his finger and gently touched one of the flying swords.

He felt a warm touch at his fingertips, and a pure force of law flowed into his body through his fingertips, making him feel comfortable all over.

"It seems that these ten flying swords are not simply fused, but form a cycle, promoting each other and growing together."

Chu Yang thought to himself, “As long as I continue to improve my strength and comprehend deeper laws, they will evolve accordingly and eventually completely transform into the Law of Chaos!”

Thinking of this, Chu Yang couldn't help but feel overwhelmed.

The Law of Chaos is the highest realm that countless cultivators dream of!
Even a saint cannot comprehend it.

In the Devouring World, only those who are stronger than True Gods can reach this level.

Now, he actually has the opportunity to reach this realm. How can he not be excited?
He took a deep breath and retracted the ten flying swords into his body to warm them.

Chu Yang took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and began to try to guide the power of these ten laws to further merge.

This is an extremely long and arduous process. If you are not careful, all your efforts will be wasted or you may even go astray.

Time flies during cultivation, and a thousand years pass in the blink of an eye.

Above Yingzhou Island, the colorful giant sword was still suspended, but the chaotic aura on it became more and more intense, somewhat similar to the chaotic air currents outside the prehistoric world.

The pressure it exuded became more and more terrifying, and even the surrounding space began to distort slightly.

On this day, the giant sword suddenly vibrated violently, and colorful lights flashed alternately, as if it would explode at any time.

Chu Yang's face changed, and he quickly increased his mana output to stabilize the giant sword.

"Give it to me!"

He roared, and the magic power in his body poured into the giant sword like a flood.

The colorful light gradually stabilized and finally merged into a chaotic color. An unparalleled vast pressure swept out and enveloped the entire Yingzhou Island.

"It's done!"

Chu Yang let out a long sigh, his eyes filled with excitement.

After thousands of years, he finally integrated the laws of the ten natal flying swords into one, creating an original sword!
He stretched out his hand and the sword of origin flew into his hand. It felt warm in his hand, yet as heavy as a thousand pounds.

On the sword, the energy of chaos flows endlessly, as if it contains endless mysteries.

After leaving Yingzhou Island and finding an uninhabited island, Chu Yang casually swung out a sword. A chaotic sword energy spurted out from the Sword of Origin, cutting through the void and instantly razing the island in the distance to the ground.

"What a powerful force!"

Chu Yang was secretly shocked. The power of this Sword of Origin was much stronger than he had expected.

Chu Yang didn’t know how to judge the grade of his original sword, but the pressure it exuded was much stronger than that of the top-grade innate spiritual treasure.

Chu Yang even vaguely felt that this sword of origin was not much worse than the innate treasure!
Chu Yang had also seen his master demonstrate his Zhu Xian Sword Formation. The four immortal swords all exuded an extreme murderous aura. Compared with the Zhu Xian Four Swords, Chu Yang's ten flying swords were much inferior and more restrained.

When he was in Kunlun Mountain, he also saw the Pangu Banner, the innate treasure of Yuanshi Saint. Each innate treasure can be regarded as an ultimate!
Chu Yang was very satisfied with the ten flying swords that he had worked hard for thousands of years to refine.

Apart from anything else, just relying on the power of the Law Sword Formation formed by the fusion of these ten innate flying swords, Chu Yang has the confidence to face a powerful person in the early stage of Quasi-Saint alone.

Feeling that his own strength had greatly increased, Chu Yang decided not to continue his retreat.

Chu Yang now has enough strength to protect the human race, and some of his plans can also begin!

Today, the human race is thriving. The two major ethnic groups, the witch clan and the demon clan, have now become insignificant. Without these two major enemies, the human race is developing very rapidly.

When I returned to the ancestral land of the human race, everything here had changed.

The once simple thatched huts have now been replaced by majestic palaces.

The human population has also skyrocketed countless times, and the bustling crowds have happy smiles on their faces.

Chu Yang's arrival did not cause much of a stir. After all, he had been away for too long, and the new generation of humans didn't recognize him at all.

However, there were still some elderly people who recognized Chu Yang.

"It's the Immortal Master! Immortal Master Chu Yang is back!"

With a cry of surprise, the crowd suddenly became agitated.

"Master Chu Yang? Which Master Chu Yang?"

The young man asked curiously, and a buzz of discussion suddenly broke out around him.

A white-haired old man squeezed out of the crowd, walked tremblingly to Chu Yang, and knelt on the ground with a plop, tears streaming down his face with excitement: "Master Chu Yang! You... you are finally back! I... I respectfully welcome the return of the Master!"

Upon seeing this, the people around also knelt on the ground, shouting "Welcome back, Immortal Master".

The sound waves were louder and louder, deafening.

Chu Yang quickly helped the old man up and said gently, "Old man, there is no need to be polite. Please stand up quickly."

The old man's name is Taicang, and he is a Xuanxian cultivator.

He was once taught by Chu Yang and is now a pillar of the human race.

Taicang tightly grasped Chu Yang's hand, speaking incoherently with excitement: "Master, in the years since you left, the human race... the human race has undergone earth-shaking changes! This... all of this is thanks to you!"

Chu Yang looked around, and his heart was filled with relief at the prosperous scene of the human race.

The towering city walls, the rows of houses, the bustling streets, and the happy smiles on people's faces all made him feel extremely satisfied.

At the beginning, after the collapse of Mount Buzhou, he saved countless human beings in the devastating flood, and killed the demon saint Jiuying who was bringing disaster to the human race. Later, he taught the human race many skills and secrets, which greatly increased the strength of the human race.

In the subsequent war between the Lich and the Wizard, it also indirectly allowed many humans to survive.

"Taicang, has the human race been safe these years?" Chu Yang asked.

Taicang sighed and said, "Master, you don't know that although the human race is now prosperous, there are divisions within it. Some humans have begun to pursue power and wealth, and have gradually forgotten their past suffering and unity."

Chu Yang frowned slightly, with a vague ominous premonition in his heart.

He continued to ask: "Who is in charge of the human race now?"

"Now the human race is divided into five major tribes, each ruling its own territories and refusing to give in to the other." (End of this chapter)