Shrouding the Sky: The System Arrived Thirty Years Early

After two days of thoroughly relaxing, Luo Qianqiu refocused on his cultivation.

Inside the cave, Luo Qianqiu put away the panel, feeling that it was not a good time to enhance his physical constitution. This place was too close to populated areas, and the essence of heaven and earth was depleted, which would easily attract the attention of cultivators.

"Let's wait for the right time to strengthen our physical constitution," Luo Qianqiu decided, then stopped thinking about it and started considering something else.

He looked inward into the sea of ​​suffering, and at the dozens of 'divine runes' floating in the sky, he felt that the time had come.

"Having reached the Divine Bridge Realm, it's time to forge my own weapon."

Dao artifacts are forged from the 'divine runes' that materialize from the life essence within a cultivator's body. They are intertwined with the cultivator's life force and are crucial for their future cultivation path.

According to the Shakyamuni Sutra, cultivators can forge a unique artifact in each of the four realms of suffering, life spring, divine bridge, and the other shore, and can also create a single artifact across the four realms to walk the path of breaking through all laws with a single artifact.

Without a doubt, Luo Qianqiu chose the second path, so he did not choose to forge weapons when he was in the Bitter Sea and Life Spring realms.

The reason is that he wants to forge a powerful artifact. Even if the "divine patterns" born from the realms of Bitter Sea and Life Spring are forged, they will only be miniature versions and will need to be reforged later, which is quite troublesome.

Therefore, it would be better not to forge it at the beginning, but to wait until there are enough "divine runes" before forging the unique artifact!

As for what kind of object to cast, Luo Qianqiu already had an idea in mind. The object was something he had thought about carefully and it suited him quite well.

A mace, four-sided with no sharp edge or blade, with a square cross-section, possessing great power and weight.

In ancient times, the mace was known for its uprightness and incorruptibility, and it often appeared in stories of "punishing the tyrannical emperor above and the treacherous minister below," symbolizing justice and acting on behalf of Heaven to punish, which suited Luo Qianqiu's taste quite well.

In contrast, he showed little interest in items such as bells, tripods, and pagodas.

Luo Qianqiu wouldn't try to classify these three artifacts as bells, tripods, or pagodas just because of their unique shapes; doing so would be a step down.

The best choice is the one that suits you best, rather than necessarily sticking to the most powerful shapes.

Luo Qianqiu was well aware that the reason why the bell, the cauldron, and the tower were special in this world was because of those immortal artifacts.

This world has imprinted its laws upon them, so when cultivators forge these artifacts, the intertwining of the Dao and reason will be more profound than ordinary weapons.

Apart from that, there is nothing particularly special about bells, tripods, and pagodas.

More importantly, it depends on what divine materials were used to forge the artifacts. The immortal sword forged from the nine great immortal metals is clearly superior to the bell, cauldron, and pagoda forged from the nine great divine jades.

Therefore, Luo Qianqiu had no reason to choose to forge a weapon he did not like just because of this advantage.

Having made up his mind, Luo Qianqiu began to act. The Great Sun True Fire surged, and dozens of 'divine runes' were first melted into an iron lump, and then stretched to both sides into a rectangular iron rod.

Next, the mace body, handguard, and handle gradually appeared, and a mace was cast from scratch, a process that was not difficult.

The reason all of this was so easy was because of the Crocodile Ancestor's Divine Embryo. Luo Qianqiu had browsed through the other party's memories, including his experience in forging artifacts.

With a comprehensive understanding, casting a piece of equipment is not difficult.

"Sizzle!"

A black light flashed, and a four-sided, blunt, but pointed black mace emerged from the sea of ​​bitterness, floating in front of Luo Qianqiu.

The long mace was initially only the size of an index finger, but after leaving the Sea of ​​Bitterness, it grew longer in the wind, quickly becoming more than five feet long, hanging down with black light, extremely heavy, as if a mountain range was pressing down on the cave.

Looking at the long mace, Luo Qianqiu suddenly felt a strange sensation. This weapon was like an extension of his limbs; wherever his heart went, the mace followed.

Intending to test the mace's power, he looked up and scanned the surroundings before fixing his gaze on the pile of boulders blocking the cave entrance.

With just a slight thought, the long mace transformed into a streak of black light, shooting forward like a rainbow piercing the sun. With a deafening roar, the boulder shattered into dust.

Luo Qianqiu stood up, went outside the cave, and after carefully observing the scattered pebbles, a feeling of surprise welled up in his heart.

It must be said that after the "divine runes" were forged into the shape of the artifact, their power increased many times over.

Such power would be impossible for an ordinary cultivator at the Divine Bridge Realm to contend with.

"It has such power even though it has just been forged. If we were to imprint Dao patterns on it, how astonishing would its power be?" Luo Qianqiu put away the mace and walked back into the cave, eager to imprint Dao patterns on it.

As for the origin of the Dao patterns, they were naturally provided by his angel investor, Crocodile Ancestor Divine Embryo.

As a Great Sage, Crocodile Ancestor possessed an immense number of Dao patterns. Even a mere drop of them from between his fingers would be enough to cause a force to rise to prominence and reach its zenith.

Now, all of this has been used by his enemy. I wonder if Crocodile Ancestor will be so angry that he will go on a killing spree when he finds out.

Inside the cave, Luo Qianqiu sat down cross-legged again and began to imprint Dao patterns on the mace with his divine sense.

He didn't immediately imprint profound Dao patterns on the mace. Instead, he imprinted them repeatedly, from weak to strong and from shallow to deep, until the Dao patterns were completely imprinted on the mace.

Until Luo Qianqiu had a feeling that the long mace had gained a Daoist charm and that the whole thing had become much more solid.

All of this proves that the long mace is becoming stronger at a rapid pace.

In the blink of an eye, several days have passed.

Inside the cave, Luo Qianqiu got up, walked out of the cave, greeted Lin Jia, and then headed deeper into the mountains.

The purpose of this trip was, of course, to hunt ancient beasts. After all, the ancient beasts hunted last time had been eaten up after several days, and they were in urgent need of replenishment.

The divine rainbow soared into the sky, carrying Luo Qianqiu as they flew close to the ground, hurtling towards the depths.

Soon, one hundred li, two hundred li, three hundred li... one thousand li, two thousand li, three thousand li.

Luo Qianqiu continued to venture deeper, surpassing previous records, and traveled three thousand miles into the mountains.

The vegetation here is more lush than in the surrounding area, with towering trees reaching hundreds of feet in height everywhere, and vines as thick as water vats covering the mountains and fields, lush and vibrant with life.

Upon arriving here, Luo Qianqiu dared not ride the divine rainbow any longer, but instead landed on the ground and carefully moved forward.

Previously, the farthest he had ever traveled was only a little over 1,800 li, where there were already ancient beasts at the Life Spring level.

At this moment, he has ventured two thousand miles into the mountains, where the ancient beasts that inhabit this place are sure to be even more powerful.

"roar!"

Suddenly, a roar came from the far distance, like the howl of a tiger, faint and indistinct, and gradually dissipated in the wind.

Luo Qianqiu's expression hardened as he looked toward the direction from which the beast's roar came.

It was far away from him, but his five senses were strong, and now he was a powerful cultivator at the Divine Bridge Realm, so he was able to detect the roar of the beast.

"It's at least a hundred miles away. Should we go take a look?" Luo Qianqiu muttered to himself. After a moment of contemplation, he moved his feet and slowly made his way towards that direction.