I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Chapter 157 The Forging of the Gold Cloth, the Divine Cloth?

Time slips through your fingers like sand, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the past month, discussions and speculations around the world have never ceased. On the internet, in the media, and on the streets, everyone has been talking about the magnificent and strange phenomenon that shrouded the sky a month ago.

An epic projection of Greek mythology.

Was it a divine miracle, or some unknown supernatural phenomenon?

Governments around the world are eager for an answer and have even sent inquiries to the Sanctuary through official channels.

However, the Sanctuary remained silent as always, offering no response.

This silence, on the contrary, has exacerbated the various suspicions and undercurrents from the outside world.

The signs of the possible existence of gods have given some countries that were already dissatisfied with the Holy Land's global defense strategy a new perspective.

However, since the gods have not actually descended, these restless thoughts are temporarily suppressed by reason.

At the same time, an undercurrent of pilgrimage-like activity has already formed.

Countless people, driven by awe of the gods, a desire for security, or a pursuit of power, began to flock to Greece.

In their view, the place where miracles occur is perhaps more reliable and closer to the extraordinary than the sacred realm.

The Holy Land, the Central Temple.

Inside the magnificent and solemn hall, time seemed to flow even more slowly.

Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, which had been closed for a month, and a barely perceptible trace of weariness flashed across the depths of his eyes.

"It still doesn't work—"

"The threshold of the seventh sense is so close, why can't I cross it?"

He muttered to himself, his brows furrowing unconsciously.

With palms outstretched, the emerald green halo of the Time Gem flickers between the fingers.

With the help of the Infinity Stone and his profound understanding of the microcosm system, he clearly felt that there was only a thin veil separating him from the Seventh Sense.

But whenever his inner universe gathered power and tried to break through this barrier, an invisible yet extremely tenacious force would appear out of nowhere, steadily blocking his impact and even rebounding it, causing him to fail several times.

This feeling is like clearly seeing the scenery behind the door, but there's an invisible wall blocking the way, leading to repeated attempts and repeated setbacks.

He stood up, and his bones made a slight cracking sound.

After a month of continuous practice, although he failed to break through the key bottleneck, the foundation of his inner universe became increasingly profound and refined.

He needs a change of environment to clear his mind.

The heavy, ancient doors of the temple opened silently inward, letting in bright light that outlined his tall, slender figure.

Two guards dressed in bright silver armor, belonging to the Knights of Light, immediately turned around. When they saw that it was Ye Feng, the tense expressions on their faces visibly relaxed, and their eyes revealed sincere respect and joy.

"Your Majesty! You've emerged from seclusion?"

Ye Feng nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the familiar and tranquil scenery of the Holy Domain, and casually asked, "Hmm. Has anything unusual happened outside this past month?"

One of the guards stepped forward and respectfully reported, "Your Majesty, the biggest commotion outside is still about the Greek pantheon projection incident a month ago, which has been discussed very enthusiastically."

"However, apart from that strange phenomenon, there has been no concrete news of any divine descent in the past month. Everything is fine within the Sanctuary, except—"

He paused for a moment.

"Dr. Reed and Dr. Victor came to see you twice, seemingly about their research on the Gold Cloth. Judging from their demeanor, they must have made considerable progress. At the time, you were in seclusion, so we didn't dare disturb you."

"Greek Gods — Gold Cloths —"

A knowing glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes.

The movements of the Greek gods were within his expectations. With the Ancient One overseeing Earth, those ancient beings wouldn't be able to descend so easily.

However, the progress of the Saint Cloth research is much faster than he expected.

"I understand, thank you for your hard work."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he turned his feet towards the Saint Cloth Research Institute.

He needed to see for himself what surprises these two top scientists had brought.

Upon entering the futuristic Saint Cloth Research Institute, Ye Feng's gaze was immediately drawn to the gleaming suit of armor on the central display shelf.

It wasn't the expected golden yellow, but rather a more understated bright silver.

The streamlined armor is covered with intricate and gorgeous patterns, and the joints are cleverly and precisely connected. The overall design is both powerful and elegant. Under the lights of the research institute, it shimmers with a cold metallic luster, like a masterpiece of art.

"Your Majesty! You have finally emerged from seclusion!"

Reed and Victor practically jogged over, their faces beaming with barely suppressed excitement.

Seeing Ye Feng gazing at their masterpiece, the two were overjoyed.

"This is the Gold Cloth you successfully developed?"

Ye Feng pointed to the silver armor, his tone questioning.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Reed took the lead and began to introduce himself in his usual fast-paced manner, his tone full of excitement.

"The properties of that unknown metal you brought back have completely overturned many of our understandings!"

"It possesses extremely rare energy affinity and morphological memory capabilities."

"We combined it with the energy-absorbing properties of vibranium, as well as a partial active gene sequence from the dragon scale biological sample you provided —"

Victor picked up the conversation, adding in a steady yet equally proud voice: "The final result is this Saint Cloth before you."

"It perfectly inherits vibranium's energy absorption and dispersion capabilities, while also possessing dragon-scale-like bioactivity, giving the Cloth extremely strong self-repairing properties."

"More importantly, its energy conductivity is almost perfect, which can greatly reduce the leakage of the microcosm during transmission, and its hardness far exceeds any alloy we have tested before."

"Moreover, because it is bioactive, it can be finely adjusted according to the wearer's body shape to achieve the ultimate fit and comfort."

Ye Feng nodded, his gaze returning to the holy armor.

He could sense that this Saint Cloth was like an empty vessel, yearning to be filled with power.

He said no more, took a step forward, and stood in front of the Saint Cloth.

Then he closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

"Buzz!"

A vast power of his own universe rose from within him.

In an instant, the entire laboratory scene was replaced, and a vast cosmic starry sky projection descended, with countless stars flickering in the void, enveloping Ye Feng and his silver holy armor.

The immense pressure caused Reed and Victor to hold their breath and instinctively take a few steps back, their eyes filled with shock.

Ye Feng guided his own cosmos, beginning a deep resonance and imprinting with the Saint Cloth.

The star projection began to change drastically, with each brilliant star transforming into a dazzling meteor, trailing long, electric tails, crashing one after another into the silver Saint Cloth in the center.

The moment it touched the surface of the Saint Cloth, ripples spread through the air like water, and the stellar energy flowed into the Saint Cloth without any obstruction.

With the infusion of massive amounts of stellar energy, the Saint Cloth began to undergo a visible transformation.

The originally bright silver armor gradually took on a layer of dazzling golden light, as if this armor was meant to be this color, pure and noble.

At the same time, the shape of the Saint Cloth was also subtly adjusted, with the lines becoming sharper and more sacred. At the position of the shoulder blades on the back, several gorgeous wing phantoms formed by the materialization of energy slowly unfolded, making the entire Saint Cloth seem as if it had come to life!

Reed and Victor stared in disbelief at the scene.

They couldn't identify which zodiac sign this suit corresponded to; its form was too unique and too transcendent.

After an unknown amount of time, the projection of the cosmos slowly faded away, and the laboratory returned to its original state.

The Saint Cloth on the display shelf has been completely transformed into an incomparably magnificent golden divine garment, flowing with the radiance of the sun and emitting a heart-pounding energy fluctuation.

Ye Feng opened his eyes, feeling the close, blood-like connection between himself and the divine garment, and answered the two scientists' questions: "This is not the sacred garment of the zodiac constellations. This is my own—divine garment."

With a slight thought, the divine robe in front of him suddenly disintegrated into countless fragments, transforming into a golden torrent that instantly covered his entire body.

The armor clattered together perfectly, and even the face was covered by a majestic and exquisite mask, revealing only a pair of deep, starry eyes.

The energy wings on his back solidified completely, and with a gentle flap, they scattered specks of golden light.

Power! A surge of power coursed through my limbs and bones!

Ye Feng could clearly feel that after putting on this divine armor, his basic strength, speed, defense, and especially the condensation and explosive power of his cosmos, had all been increased many times over.

"The divine laws of the Marvel world—truly live up to their name."

"This level of increase is simply outrageous. If I were to unleash my full power now, I might actually be able to briefly contend with a being of the Heavenly Father level."

Ye Feng sighed inwardly.

Moreover, he could sense that this bio-active divine garment was like a living embryo, capable of continuing to evolve as his inner universe was nurtured and honed through battle.

Its future holds limitless possibilities.

With another thought, the divine robe covering his entire body rapidly contracted, finally transforming into a flowing golden light that converged at the center of his brow, forming a golden vertical line resembling a third eye.

The vertical line, far from being jarring, actually added a touch of divine majesty and mystery to his peaceful and handsome face.

Reed and Victor then recovered from their extreme shock.

The sense of oppression that Ye Feng, who was wearing divine robes just now, gave them far exceeded that of any so-called deity in any video footage.

It is a reverence that originates from the essence of life; it is the embodiment of power, majesty, and perfection.

"You did a fantastic job."

"This divine garment far exceeds my expectations."

Ye Feng looked at the two of them and sincerely praised them.

His gaze lingered on Victor for a moment: "Victor, regarding your long-cherished wish—even now, dressed in divine armor, I am powerless to fulfill it for the time being."

Upon hearing this, Victor immediately bowed in response, his tone calm yet firm: "I understand, Your Majesty."

"I've waited ten years, so what's a little more time?"

"The sanctuary and research environment it has provided me with are already a great kindness. The current situation between the sanctuary and the world is delicate, and your decision is of paramount importance."

Reed nodded in agreement.

For scientists like them, who were acutely aware of the perils plaguing Earth, the existence of the Tarot Sanctuary was nothing short of a last sanctuary.

"Take a good rest. You've all worked hard these past few days."

"Next, the development of the Zodiac Cloths will depend on you. The Greek gods have awakened, and the time left for the Sanctuary and for humanity may be running out."

Ye Feng patted the two of them on the shoulders, his tone gentle.

After saying that, he turned and left the research institute.

The golden vertical line between his brows shimmered almost imperceptibly in the soft light of the sacred realm.