Elven cultivators

Winter of the year 9404 in the Dawn Calendar.

Nine Heavens Tower, Weapon Forging Room.

Anton stood before the stone platform, his divine sense traversing the body of the divine general before him, illuminating the final barrier.

hum!

The light burst forth, lasting for a moment before slowly receding.

The Dingchou God General rose from the stone platform, landed silently, and stood side by side with the other eleven God Generals.

The twelve divine generals, each with a different aura—some sharp, some heavy, some ethereal, some profound—resonate with each other, their energy interconnected.

They stood there quietly, like a silent army, awaiting the order to march.

Anton's gaze swept over the twelve divine generals one by one, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

After nearly two years, the remaining five divine generals were finally completed.

It has been a full eighteen years since the first Jia Shen God General was forged, and now all twelve guardian gods have finally been gathered.

The six Jia and six Ding each perform their respective duties.

Jiazi governs thunder, Jiaxu governs fire, Jiashen governs metal, Jiawu governs earth, Jiachen governs water, and Jiayin governs wind.

The Six Jia Divine Generals are primarily offensive, capable of both ranged and melee combat, spell-breaking assassinations, and frontal assaults—they have it all.

Dingmao governs illusion, Dingsi governs poison, Dingwei governs healing, Dingyou governs sound, Dinghai governs imperial control, and Dingchou governs sealing.

The Six Ding Divine Generals are primarily supportive, encompassing everything from crowd control and disruption to healing, defense enhancement, sealing, and suppression.

When all twelve gather, they can form the Six Ding Six Jia Formation.

They complement each other perfectly, combining yin and yang, and are a formidable force in both offense and defense. They can even put up a fight against a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Now, Anton truly had the confidence to contend with the saint.

He let out a long sigh of relief, and with a wave of his sleeve, the twelve divine generals vanished into thin air.

He then left the weapon-refining room and went to the meditation room, where he sat cross-legged on a futon and closed his eyes to meditate.

Within the dantian, the golden elixir floated quietly, its five-colored radiance more restrained than before.

Like a polished gemstone, its brilliance lies within, its sharpness unassuming.

Inside the inkwell, a winding, mountain-like pattern has appeared on the original seal embryo.

That is the mark of the Earth element law.

After six years, he finally fully integrated the Earth Element Law into the True Seal Embryo.

"At this rate, it will take about twenty more years to integrate the other four laws and truly condense the true seal of magical power."

Anton pondered to himself.

Twenty years is nothing compared to the long lifespan of a Golden Core cultivator.

The process of nurturing a nascent soul after the formation of a true seal of magical power is also a lengthy one.

If the process of integrating the principles can be shortened, that would be ideal.

What methods can be used to speed up the process of integrating into the laws?

Anton fell into deep thought.

The process of integrating the principles into the initial embryo of the true seal is essentially the process of transforming one's understanding of the principles into substance.

The deeper your understanding of the principles, the easier the process will be.

Therefore, all you need to do is improve your understanding of the principles.

The most direct way is to place yourself in an extreme environment that corresponds to the law.

For example, the original plane of elements.

The power of the laws there is so dense that it is almost tangible, making it a natural sanctuary for cultivators to comprehend the laws.

Anton had a plan in mind, but he quickly suppressed his thoughts.

Now is not the time to think about this.

Judging by the time, the allied forces should be close to breaching Holy Dragon City.

It's time to head to the Evernight Islands.

Anton left the quiet room and went to the Tianyuan Hall.

Eleanor was sitting behind a long table reviewing documents.

Noticing Anton's arrival, she looked up and smiled.

"Chieftain."

Anton sat down opposite her, flipped his wrist, and a roll of parchment appeared out of thin air in his palm, which he handed over.

"I'll be away for a while, so please prepare these materials for me during that time."

Eleanor didn't press Anton about where he planned to go. She reached out and took the parchment, unfolding it to browse.

The list is densely packed with the names of hundreds of materials.

"These materials..."

Eleanor only glanced at them a few times before recognizing that these materials were very similar to those used to forge the Flying Cloud Boat, only in greater quantity and of higher quality.

She immediately had a guess in her mind and looked up at Anton.

Anton's words confirmed her guess: "When I get back, I'll start working on crafting a tower-shaped flying magic weapon."

Eleanor was overjoyed upon hearing this.

Tower-shaped flying magical artifacts are higher-level mystical weapons than the Soaring Cloud Flying Boat.

If comfort and livability are not a concern, it could easily accommodate tens of thousands of people.

She knew very well what such a large flying artifact meant to the clan.

Once mastered, the clan's military capabilities will undoubtedly experience a leap forward.

"I understand." Eleanor carefully put away the list, her expression solemn. "I'll give the order in a moment and have my people start preparing."

Anton nodded slightly.

He chose to forge a second-tier flying boat instead of a tower because he had no experience in forging flying magical artifacts at the time.

Rashly attempting to wield a large flying magic weapon of the Xuan-level is highly likely to result in failure and will only lead to a waste of materials.

Secondly, there are no suitable core materials available.

But things are different now.

Over the years, he has crafted many mystical artifacts and successfully forged the Soaring Cloud Flying Boat, accumulating a wealth of experience.

At the same time, I exchanged a lot of elemental cores from the Burning Beacon Hall, and now I have a source of core materials.

It's time to try crafting a Xuan-level flying magic weapon.

But all of this will have to wait until he returns from the Evernight Islands.

"Notify me immediately if there are any changes at the Holy Dragon Mountains."

"Okay," Eleanor replied.

Anton said no more and turned to walk out of Tianyuan Hall.

The sword light shot into the sky and disappeared into the northern horizon in the blink of an eye.

.........

The Evernight Islands.

This name is almost impossible to find on the map of Dawn Continent.

It is located in the southernmost sea area of ​​the continent, and hundreds of nautical miles further south is the Netherworld Trench.

The archipelago consists of dozens of islands of varying sizes, scattered across the cold ocean like a handful of pebbles carelessly strewn about.

There is only one sunrise and one sunset here each year.

Half the year is daylight, and the other half is darkness.

It is currently the polar night.

The sun had long since sunk below the horizon, and it was unknown when it would rise again.

Only a few sparse stars hung in the sky, coldly overlooking this forgotten island.

The sea breeze, carrying icy dampness, howled across the bare reefs, emitting a sharp wail that echoed across the vast sea, lingering for a long time.

Anton hovered high in the sky, his robes fluttering in the sea breeze.

He unleashed his divine sense, which spread outwards like an invisible tide, enveloping the entire archipelago.

Apart from a very few seabirds and reptiles that inhabit the crevices of the rocks, there is no human habitation on the archipelago.

Occasionally, a few seabirds would be startled from the reefs, uttering short cries in the darkness before being swallowed up by the sea breeze.

"That's a good place to ambush."

"We could set up a hidden formation... but whether it would be effective is hard to say."

Anton's eyes flickered, but after a moment he looked away and continued flying south.

As he continued forward, the ocean ahead gradually changed its appearance.

The seawater was no longer jet black, but instead displayed a deep, unfathomable blue, as if the entire night sky had been merged into the seawater.

There were no waves on the sea, not even a ripple.

The entire sea area is like a giant mirror, reflecting the sparse stars in the sky.

Eerie, deathly silent.

No living creature wants to approach this area of ​​the sea.

Even the sea breeze becomes weak and stagnant here, as if even the wind is unwilling to linger in this area.

This is the Nether Trench.

The desolate region at the southernmost tip of the continent.

Anton hovered above the sea, his divine sense reaching downwards like invisible tentacles.

However, as soon as the divine sense approached the sea surface, it was like water hitting a dry sponge, silently merging into it.

The whole process was so subtle that if Anton hadn't been there to observe it firsthand, he wouldn't have noticed a thing.

"...That's rather interesting."

Anton raised an eyebrow slightly.

He knew that the Nether Trench could block magic detection, but he didn't expect it to be this kind of "blocking".

This is much more effective than those magic arrays that can block detection.

Although those magic arrays can block detection, they will make it clear to the detector that their detection has been blocked.

But the magnetic field in front of us is completely different.

In the explorer's perception, their mental power was not intercepted in any way.

But in reality, it failed to penetrate below the sea surface.

It was as if, before even touching the surface of the sea, they were silently transported by some force to another identical projection space, yet without any abnormalities.

No matter how long the explorers search, they will not find anything.

Unless you observe it up close like he did, you won't notice anything amiss.

"If this kind of detection shielding effect could be applied to flight towers, wouldn't it achieve perfect long-range stealth?"

Anton suddenly had a flash of inspiration and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was worth a try.

Flying towers naturally also have methods to isolate detection, usually through arrays or special materials.

The former goes without saying, while the latter requires the use of some rare materials.

His initial plan was to use the metal materials found in the ancient base below the Blood Soul Crystal Cave to forge the flying tower.

That was the material he had discovered so far that had the best detection isolation effect.

If it could be combined with the magnetic field characteristics of the Dark Trench, it might achieve a synergistic effect greater than the sum of its parts.

The implications of a flight tower capable of silently shielding itself from detection are self-evident.

Whether used for strategic raids or covert transportation, it is an excellent choice.

The enemy couldn't even detect its approach in advance; by the time they did, the attack had already come from the sky.

With that thought in mind, Anton no longer hesitated. With a slight thought, an invisible layer of golden energy enveloped his entire body.

Yuan Yi Zhen Gang.

Then, Anton plunged straight down and disappeared into the deep blue sea.

The seawater was icy cold, yet it could not penetrate the protective energy in the slightest.

Like a fish swimming silently, Anton darted into the depths of the trench.

The further down you go, the dimmer the surrounding light becomes.

The starlight overhead had vanished, replaced by a suffocating darkness that surged in from all directions.

After venturing deep into the trench, perhaps because he was in the magnetic field, Anton's consciousness was no longer hindered and could spread freely.

He simply expanded his divine sense completely, merging it into the surrounding magnetic field, carefully observing every subtle change in the magnetic field.