Chapter 0469 – Arrival

This transformation was not limited to an expansion of the tower's internal space, nor merely to an evolution of the world's origin energy. More astonishingly, each of the Heaven-Opening divine weapons inside the tower also underwent transformation—evolving from mere magical tools (faqi) to true magical treasures (fabao), from Yellow-grade treasures to Mystic-grade ones. This kind of evolution was nothing short of earth-shattering.

The power surge was incomparable, with strength output exceeding the original by dozens of times. Such is the qualitative leap between a magical tool and a magical treasure—requiring no external refining, only the direct tempering of world origin energy to be birthed.

The moment the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower evolved, the extent of its transformation became immeasurable.

It triggered a chain reaction—his overall strength increased exponentially.

"Excellent. With this evolution, the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower can once again serve as a trump card. Since the ascension occurred within the Divine Sea, no one will know that the tower has transformed. At a critical moment, it can be my ace in the hole," Yi Tianxing thought to himself.

He made a decision right away—not to reveal the tower's advancement unless absolutely necessary. The phenomenon accompanying its ascension had already been suppressed, making it nearly impossible for others to detect. Unless its true power was exposed, no one would suspect it had evolved. This was exactly why he had not allowed the tower to ascend outside, in the open.

The transformation of a life-bound treasure must remain a well-guarded secret.

"However, future evolutions will become much harder. A domain of 129,600 li… that's an astronomical figure. Difficult—far too difficult!!"

Even the mere expansion to 3,000 li had drained him of tremendous energy and untold wealth. Apart from the rarest and most precious treasures, nearly all his resources had been thrown into the tower to nourish its transformation. And this wasn't just evolving one internal world—it involved over a dozen, including a chaotic space (混沌空间), which requires dozens or even hundreds of times more resources than a typical world to grow.

The deeper the tower's foundation, the more it became a bottomless pit. Filling it would be nightmarishly hard.

As hard as climbing to the heavens.

Transforming from a Small Chiliocosm to a Medium Chiliocosm was simply out of reach in the short term. Yi Tianxing knew it. He might have to linger for a long time. But then again, the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower could not be measured by conventional standards. As long as its origin energy remained potent enough, it could suppress even the heavens themselves.

The transformation process occurred silently, unnoticed even by those close to him like Jia Xu or Fu Hongxue. A very eerie occurrence.

"Master, I want to sing,"

At this moment, Green Emperor was slouching around, completely dispirited. Ever since leaving Xuanhuang City, he had remained in this lifeless state. First, because he was separated from his beloved Flower Lady; second, because Yi Tianxing had issued a ban before departure—no singing allowed.

From the moment the decree was issued, Green Emperor had become dejected, unable to lift his spirits.

"Song is a glorious art, Master. You cannot stifle a great artist. I, Green Emperor, shall become the greatest singer and artist of all!"

"Master, this is a crime. The people of the Eternal Continent deserve to hear my heavenly voice! They will weep bitterly without it."

"I am an artist! A singer! The one and only Green Emperor! Even you can't do this to me."

Green Emperor followed beside Yi Tianxing, ranting nonstop in his ear.

Once he started, he wouldn't stop—a ceaseless self-praise and lament over his stifled "talent." His voice grated Yi Tianxing's nerves—shrill and unbearable. Worst of all was the dog's narcissistic delusions of artistic grandeur.

"Enough. If you say one more word, I will silence you permanently."

Yi Tianxing's face darkened, his cold tone stopping Green Emperor dead in his tracks. The dog shut his mouth immediately, though his eyes brimmed with indignation.

"You want to sing? I'll give you a chance. Once we reach the gathering place and encounter other races, you can sing to them as much as you want. I won't stop you then."

Yi Tianxing decided it was best to let him harm other species instead.

"Really?!"

Green Emperor's spirit instantly revived. "You lot don't appreciate my divine voice, but I'm sure my kindred spirit lies among the alien races! When I sing, they'll be captivated. My legend begins there!"

His entire body trembled with excitement. His green eyes shone with manic brilliance, prompting nearby soldiers to give him a wide berth.

The way they looked at him, it was as if he were a rabid beast about to go berserk.

Yi Tianxing could only shake his head. Best not to engage.

They forged ahead, cutting a path through the wilderness where no road existed.

Along the way, they encountered many spiritual herbs, some familiar, others new. Yet none escaped the detection of the Heavenless Scripture (无字天书). Anything of value was immediately stored in the Life Orifice, expanding the collection of herbs in the spiritual field.

The field had now begun to emit a strange fragrant medicinal scent, which under some mysterious influence, had begun to fuse in a unique pattern—gestating something new.

"This is the formation of the Hundred Herbs Pill (百草丹)."

Yi Tianxing could sense it. The transformation inside his Life Orifice was indeed the natural gestation of the Hundred Herbs Pill. Ever since transplanting the Gold Spirit Fruit Tree, the medicinal properties of all collected herbs had started colliding and merging, initiating a spontaneous alchemical evolution.

The stronger and more diverse the herbs, the more potent the resulting pill.

However, it was clear that this natural alchemy would take time.

"I need more herbs. More rare ones. Even spiritual roots."

Yi Tianxing made a mental note. The more herbs he cultivated and collected, the faster the Hundred Herbs Pill would take shape.

Unknowingly, they spent three days and nights trekking through the wilderness.

Eventually, they reached a massive mountain range.

"The gathering point should be just beyond this. I'm already sensing strong, shifting auras—clearly belonging to other races. This should be it," said Ye Zhiqiu, his eyes flashing with anticipation.

This moment marked humanity's first entry into a shared space with other races—a moment that could go down in history.

"We've arrived. Once we cross this mountain, we'll reach our destination."

Yi Tianxing also looked forward solemnly. What lay ahead was the unknown, but also the challenge—whether humanity could carve a place for itself depended on this.

"Milord, status comes from strength. If we are strong enough, even the alien races will bow. If not, we kill them." Jia Xu said calmly.

"Let's go. Time to meet these alien races." Yi Tianxing nodded.

"I can't wait! My soul mate must be waiting out there among them!"

Green Emperor practically danced with excitement.

Behind them, the 20,000-strong army surged with battle intent. Not one soldier showed fear.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

They climbed the mountain, one step at a time.

But when they reached the summit, the scene before them left them all speechless in awe.

"It's… huge!!" Ye Zhiqiu gasped, eyes wide as saucers.

"Incredible. Is this really the work of alien races? Built to fend off the Zerg? What a monumental undertaking."

Yang Yanping muttered.

"What a massive ancient city…" Fu Hongxue whispered, eyes gleaming with shock.

"Indeed, a truly grand construction. If this was built after receiving a transmission just days ago… that's nothing short of miraculous," Yi Tianxing exclaimed, breath catching in his throat.

What appeared before them was a massive ancient city.

Enormous beyond compare—a divine city. Its sheer scale was hard to comprehend. The eye could hardly take it all in.

This city could probably house millions or even tens of millions without feeling crowded. Towering city walls stretched like mountains themselves, soaring dozens—perhaps hundreds—of zhang into the sky.