Chapter 3132: Law Forging

Cangyu realm.

Within the alien space, darkness reigned, yet it was illuminated by Ruo Shui. In the endless void, she shone like a bright star, her wounds healing and reforming in a cycle of transformation and rebirth. This process enhanced her ethereal beauty, with mysterious heavenly sounds echoing through the alien space like a captivating immortal melody—ancient and melodious. Even Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh in admiration; this young girl was extraordinarily talented. If she were brought to the various heavens, she would be a prodigy who shocked the world. Setting aside her past life, she was even more stunning than Xi Yan.

"Senior, what should I do?"

Ruo Shui spoke softly, her radiant aura fading away.

"Use your fazhe to attack me."

Ye Chen replied calmly, already having risen to his feet.

Ruo Shui understood and summoned her fazhe accordingly. Though she didn't know the exact reason, she knew her fazhe could help break Ye Chen's seal. That was enough.

Zheng!

Ruo Shui transformed her fazhe into a sword, its sharp ringing piercing the air. The little old man and Shen Yunsuan Yuan nearby were both shaken, spitting blood and feeling their heads buzz. This was because Ruo Shui's sword was the purest form of fazhe, its heavenly sound now turned into sword resonance. As a Tian Di level expert, she was so powerful that even a Zhun Di might not withstand it. If she hadn't restrained the sword's power, the two would have been reduced to ashes on the spot. Realizing this, they quickly retreated back to their small world. They were on the verge of becoming gods but weren't there yet, and compared to Ruo Shui, they were worlds apart, no different from ants.

Ruo Shui paused for a moment, then swung her immortal sword. Accompanied by its ringing, the blade struck Ye Chen.

Pound!

A metallic clash erupted, sparks flying from Ye Chen's surface. The fazhe sword didn't penetrate; it was simply that Ye Chen's physical body was overwhelmingly strong. Even sealed, the resilience of his sacred body remained intact. Of course, Ruo Shui hadn't used her full force, treating it more as a symbolic strike to avoid harming him.

"Don't hold back."

Ye Chen smiled. Without being ruthless, the seal couldn't be broken. He was fully prepared for this.

Ruo Shui nodded, etching a divine pattern on her forehead—it seemed to be some kind of seal that instantly boosted her combat power to its peak. The previous phenomena reappeared: two types of fazhe, one external and one internal, complementing each other. Even her fazhe sword in hand was enhanced with mysterious and terrifying power, carrying destructive might. Ye Chen raised an eyebrow at the sight, thinking to himself that this young girl could actually injure him. The two fazhe forces were incredibly strange, especially the innate one, which carried both destruction and rebirth. It was the first time he had seen anything like it.

Zheng!

The sword rang out again as Ruo Shui delivered her second strike.

Pfft!

Even Ye Chen's ancient sacred body was cleaved open, golden blood flowing brightly.

It was just a surface wound, nothing serious.

To truly damage his foundation, it would take someone on the level of Wu Tian Xue Zun. Still, being able to split his sacred body was an achievement Ruo Shui could be proud of.

"Senior?"

Ruo Shui stopped again, glancing at Ye Chen tentatively.

"Continue."

Ye Chen responded flatly. Ruo Shui's fazhe attacks were indeed effective; his sacred body had been cut, and the seal had weakened slightly as a result.

Ruo Shui took a deep breath and swung her sword for the third time. This strike was even more domineering than the previous ones. She could see now that Ye Chen wasn't just tough—he had incredible endurance. His bloodline and physical body were extraordinarily powerful, virtually indestructible, rivaling her master's eternal immortality. With her level of cultivation, she could wound him, but she couldn't shake his foundation. He was a genuine supreme god, far more formidable than she had imagined.

Pfft!

Another gash opened, golden blood spraying everywhere.

"Put some real effort into it.

"Our boss can take it."

The Chaos Cauldron shouted boisterously, with the Chaos Fire joining in the commotion. Meanwhile, Shen Yunsuan Yuan and the little old man looked pale, knowing that if they were the ones being struck, they'd already be dead.

Without needing their encouragement, Ruo Shui was giving it her all, swinging her sword repeatedly and treating Ye Chen like a living target. Each strike added another gash to his sacred body, and with each gash, the seal weakened a bit more.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Golden blood light continued to spill, the scene gruesomely bloody. Those who knew the reason might understand, but outsiders seeing Ye Chen standing there getting slashed would probably just think he had some kind of masochistic tendency.

Ye Chen was now covered in blood, a sight that made Shen Yunsuan Yuan and the others draw in sharp breaths. That seal was ridiculously strong—if even being slashed to this state didn't break it, what would? Even Ruo Shui, the one wielding the sword, was sweating profusely, her heart in turmoil from the shock. What kind of seal was this, so unyielding that even her fazhe couldn't shatter it?

Crack!

At some point, the immortal sword shattered. Her fazhe sword was sharp, but Ye Chen's body was just as indomitable.

Ruo Shui discarded the broken sword and formed a seal with one hand, condensing a bronze furnace from fazhe and drawing Ye Chen inside. She then used fazhe to create flames, calcining him within.

Ye Chen sat cross-legged, still as a rock.

Blood trickled from the corners of his mouth—he must have tried to assault the seal again and suffered severe backlash. He was aware that external forces were just that—external. No matter how strong, they could only weaken the seal indefinitely. To truly break it, he had to rely on himself, seeking transformation through this process.

Buzz!

The Chaos Cauldron hummed, emerging from Ye Chen's small world along with the Chaos Fire and Chaos Thunder, all falling into the bronze furnace. As his natal artifacts, they shared his seal, and being refined by fazhe fire would help weaken their bindings.

"It's over now, completely over."

The supreme beings in the cauldron looked pale, saying nothing, but their expressions said it all. Though Ruo Shui's fazhe hadn't broken Ye Chen's seal, it had greatly weakened it. With each bit of weakening, Ye Chen's aura grew stronger. Given time, no one in the immortal realm could hold him in check. Figures like Wu Tian Xue Zun wouldn't be able to handle him—it would take someone on Meng Mo's level. But Meng Mo was in the lower realms, desperately hunting Yue Shen.

Clang! Clang!

Suddenly, phoenix cries echoed.

Ruo Shui's fazhe took on a new form. In the bronze furnace, the fazhe flames burned, and a fazhe phoenix circled Ye Chen, undergoing rebirth in the fire.

Roar!

Then came a deep dragon roar from Ye Chen himself. A golden divine dragon emerged from his body, coiling around him and intertwining with the phoenix.

"Eternal."

Ruo Shui murmured, her beautiful eyes narrowing as she stared at the golden divine dragon. Though it took the form of a dragon, she could sense various fazhe within it—not just one, but time, space, spacetime, reincarnation, qiankun, cause and effect, dream dao fazhe... Multiple fazhe fused into an eternal path. She had only seen something like this on her master, though slightly different.

Yet, both paths led to the same destination.

One was eternal immortality.

The other was eternal indestructibility.

She had always thought her master was unbeatable at the same level, but now, facing Ye Chen, she realized they were evenly matched. Both cultivated eternity; if they were at their peaks, they might fight to the death without a clear winner.

"My lord, have you seen this?"

The Lu Tian Mo Di remained silent, but in his heart, he roared, calling out to the distant Wu Wang Mo Zun in the divine realm.

"My lord."

Like Lu Tian, the other supreme beings called out. If Ruo Shui could see Ye Chen's eternity, so could they. Another bearer of eternity had appeared—they needed to seize him quickly and refine him alongside Zhao Yun. Otherwise, once he broke his seal and stormed the divine realm, he would be another Zhao Yun. Without a ruler, who could suppress him?

Unfortunately, their calls wouldn't reach Wu Wang Mo Zun. That one was completely obsessed, his eyes bloodred from trying to refine Zhao Yun.

"Where did this eternity come from?"

Zhao Yun, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and muttered to himself. As a fellow cultivator of eternity, he sensed it instinctively—he knew it was in the immortal realm, but not who it was.

"When the 'heaven' character arrives, I will refine you for sure."

Wu Wang Mo Zun gave a sinister laugh, his face twisted in malice, waiting for Meng Mo to return to the divine realm—or rather, for the 'heaven' character in Meng Mo's possession.

Zhao Yun glanced over, then closed his eyes again, his expression grim. He had a certain awareness: once Meng Mo returned, he would be doomed.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

In the alien space, the fazhe bronze furnace trembled, its flames growing even more ferocious. That phoenix had undergone rebirth countless times by now.

Ruo Shui's face had turned pale, though this wasn't from battle—it was from the immense exhaustion. There were moments when her figure swayed unsteadily.

"If you're tired, take a break."

Ye Chen opened his eyes and stood up.

In that instant, Ruo Shui withdrew her fazhe, nearly collapsing from exhaustion. She was completely drained.

"It's because my cultivation is too weak."

Ruo Shui gave a weary smile, tinged with self-mockery. As a proper supreme being, she had refined him for three full days and still couldn't break his seal. It was embarrassing.

"It's not about cultivation."

Ye Chen chuckled. Even if Zhao Yun were here, he couldn't break it. External forces were still external in the end; everything depended on him. As he always said, to shatter the seal, he had to strike from within outward to escape the shackles. Of course, forces like fazhe and the 'heaven' character were indispensable, as they could endlessly weaken the seal, allowing him to break it in one go. The process might take a long time, which made him sigh. To this day, he still didn't know where this vile seal came from—it was frustrating enough to curse.

With that, he produced a large amount of divine materials.

These had all been plundered from the supreme beings, and in the short term, they could replenish a supreme being's divine power and energy. Now, he infused them all into Ruo Shui's body. Time seemed limited, so he needed to weaken the seal as quickly as possible. Since he couldn't find Yue Shen, his hopes rested on Ruo Shui. To help him break the seal, the poor girl was utterly exhausted.

It was heartbreaking!

Seeing those divine materials, the supreme beings in the cauldron felt a pang of distress. Those were their treasures—pills, divine dew, immortal water—that they never dared to use lightly. Now, it was all being fed to this young girl. What a thankless role they were playing.

Buzz!

Before long, another hum resounded.

Thanks to Ye Chen's gift, Ruo Shui had recovered and summoned her fazhe again, forming another bronze furnace. The flames inside blazed fiercely, accompanied by phoenix cries, while Ye Chen's divine dragon coiled and intertwined within.

Ye Chen sat cross-legged once more, his demeanor dignified. Ruo Shui's efforts weren't in vain; his seal had indeed weakened significantly. Whether it was his Zhou Tian evolution, emperor dao perception, supreme body techniques, or even his divine repository and divine dragon shield, all had grown stronger than before. As his seal weakened, so did his combat power increase gradually. The next time he went out to fight, it wouldn't be as miserable as before—he might even turn the tables and counterkill. His dormant sacred body was slowly awakening.