Chapter 154 Forging the Second Sword
Under this ancient and vast sky, Zixia stood alone at the edge of the sea of ​​thunder. In front of her was a rolling thunderstorm, boundless and boundless, as if the anger of the entire universe was concentrated here. The power of this thunderstorm was unprecedented, and even the bravest creatures were daunted. All the lightning seemed to have intelligence and retreated, just because the eighty-one heavenly dragons hovered above, emitting an aura that changed the color of the world.

Ji Ziyue stared at this shocking scene, and the records in ancient books surged in her mind - Thunder dragons, mysterious and unpredictable, were the spirits of heavenly tribulation nurtured by the blood of ancient dragons after years of baptism in the sea of ​​thunder. Every time they whistled, it seemed to shake the nine heavens and ten earths and make all things tremble.

"Roar--!"

The first dragon roar pierced through the clouds and split the rocks, roaring down from the nine heavens, shaking the void. An ancient dragon broke through the air, its head as majestic as a mountain, its horns flashing with the light of a holy soldier, with an indomitable momentum, vowing to destroy everything that stood in its way. Zixia knew that this disaster was unavoidable, and the only way to find a glimmer of hope was to face the challenge head-on.

In an instant, Zixia fought fiercely with six dragons in the sea of ​​thunder. The Universe Sword in her hand turned into thousands of worlds, trapping the dragons one by one. In this life-and-death contest, Zixia gradually realized the secrets of Taoism and found a chance to survive in despair. She activated the Devouring Heaven Magic Attack and the Immortal Heaven Art at the same time, and her spine turned into a black giant Kun, madly devouring the essence of the dragons and tempering herself.

"Crack!" Thunder roared in the void, and eighty-one celestial dragons surrounded them, breathing in and out chaotic energy, but all of it was absorbed by Zixia's large spine and turned into nectar to nourish her body. She even took out the precious Feathering Blue Gold to help her overcome the calamity. As the immortal gold was sacrificed, divine feathers flew all over the sky, attracted by its powerful gravity, and layers of blue-gold waves appeared on the surface of the metal, showing a strange scene of feathering all things.

Eighty-one dragons were tumbling in the sea of ​​thunder, and every time they blew their dragon breath, Zixia was almost drowned. However, she took this opportunity to use the chaotic lightning to continuously refine the feathered blue gold. Gradually, the chaotic electric current surged on the blue gold, gradually condensing into the prototype of a sword, and the power contained in it was frightening.

However, the calamity was already halfway through, and the dragons' energy began to be deprived by Zixia, and their offensive power also weakened. The number of divine feathers in the sky gradually decreased, and the awakening fluctuations of Yuhua Qingjin also slowly subsided.

"It's not enough!" Zixia let the lightning strike her body, sat cross-legged in the void, once again entered the state of unity between man and nature, and madly gained enlightenment.

During her practice in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, she discovered that she had an unprecedented fit with the Tao. People all say that the innate Tao fetus has an advantage in the Taoist Palace Secret Realm, but Zixia found that she was like a fish in water in the Dragon Transformation Realm.

As soon as she entered the stage of dragon transformation, she was able to be in harmony with the Tao. The order of heaven and earth was like a book full of annotations, slowly unfolding before her, allowing her to read and comprehend.

As her enlightenment deepened, her aura also rose, reaching the realm of perfection in the fourth transformation of a dragon. A faint Taoist rhyme surrounded her body, as if she could live as long as the heaven and earth, and shine as brightly as the sun and the moon at any time.

The residual power of the thunder tribulation in the distance gradually faded away, and Ji Ziyue's tense nerves finally relaxed for a moment. She secretly rejoiced in her heart. After all, breaking through two major realms in succession was too risky even for her.

However, this brief moment of peace of mind was soon replaced by new tension. The edge of the calamity cloud expanded like a tidal wave, and its range suddenly doubled, threatening to swallow her up. What was Jiang Zixia doing? Did she like being struck by lightning so much?
Above the sky, the eighty-one majestic dragons seemed to be reactivated by an invisible force. The originally sleeping dragon heads suddenly raised up, and the dragon bodies carried endless power, rushing towards the direction where Zixia was, magnificent and shocking.

"Master the heavenly tribulation and turn it into something useful!" At this critical moment, Jiang Zixia silently recited the forbidden method in the Supreme Forgetfulness Record, and resolutely separated a wisp of her soul, rushing directly into the core of the thunder tribulation. This was a feat that defied the will of heaven. Once successful, she would be able to temporarily control this destructive force. With the perfect fusion of her soul, the thunder tribulation seemed to have become a tool in her hands, and she had a firm grasp of control in an instant.

In the center of the thunder tribulation, a ruthless giant purple pupil slowly opened, with a kind of indifference and majesty that was beyond the mortal world. Looking at all this from a third-party perspective, Jiang Zixia experienced an unprecedented wonderful feeling. At this moment, she seemed to breathe with the world, share the fate with the thunder, and her control power reached an unprecedented height.

With a thought, the eighty-one dragons seemed to have received an order. They no longer attacked indiscriminately, but carried the marks of heaven and earth and the thunder of chaos more accurately, bombarding Jiang Zixia and the two swords beside her again and again. Each attack contained the power of destruction and rebirth, which was not only a test for herself, but also a tempering of the sword in her hand.

The dragon roared, shaking the sky. Under the thunder, Jiang Zixia was like a goddess who stood firm, tightly wrapped in a layer of light purple-black light. This light was the embodiment of her unyielding will and the brilliant bloom of the original power in her body. In this world where chaos and order intertwined, the purest essence gathered towards her like a tide, and she greedily and orderly absorbed it into her body, nourishing every inch of her skin and every bone.

At the moment when this power reached its peak, a wave of divine power surged out of Jiang Zixia's body as if a volcanic eruption. Her spine made a series of creaking sounds, which were the subtle changes of the bones under great pressure, indicating the beginning of some kind of transformation. At this moment, a phantom of a giant roc slowly condensed behind her. Although it was still vague and illusory, Jiang Zixia could clearly feel that this would be her bridge to a higher realm. Once her wings were fully grown, she would spread her wings like a roc, soaring into the sky, and directly reach the legendary fairyland.

At the same time, the faint green light emitted by the feathered green gold sword embryo in her hand became more dazzling under the interweaving of the power of destruction and creation. Not only did it not suffer damage from the violent power of the outside world, but it began to stimulate the characteristics of fairy gold to transform mortals into fairies, instinctively absorbing the essence of the thunder dragon to feed Jiang Zixia, providing her with a constant supply of power.

"not enough!"

"The power of the heavenly tribulation is not enough!"

Zixia was unwilling to give up, staring at the stagnant Feathered Lapis Lazuli Blade. The road of forging is like rowing against the current, she must not give up easily as long as she is still alive.

At this moment, the arrow is on the string and has to be shot. Under normal circumstances, taking out the Lihuo furnace and continuing to refine it would undoubtedly be the best choice. However, at this moment, she is undergoing the heavenly tribulation and bringing out the quasi-emperor-level thunder tribulation. The entire Xiniu Hezhou will have to accompany her in "ascending to heaven" together.

However, there was no retreat in Zixia's eyes, only determination.

The power of the heavenly tribulation was gradually declining. She took out the dream-level essence without hesitation, swallowed half of it, and used the remaining half to hit the dragon ball that had not yet fully formed with source magic.

This dreamlike essence originated from the ancestral vein of Beidou Zhongzhou, and contains the purest spiritual charm of heaven and earth. It seems to be able to devour all things and give them new life.

The essence of the spirit entered her body, just like the stars returning to their positions. Zixia's aura instantly boiled, and rushed straight into the sky like a volcanic eruption, reaching the pinnacle of the fifth transformation. Her eyes seemed to penetrate the boundaries of time and space, and the Taoist eyes between her eyebrows slowly opened, reflecting the secret deep in the endless underground - the dragon ball that had not yet fully formed.

On the dragon ball, the Dao patterns that rotate forwards and backwards interweave into mysterious patterns. They are either bright or dark, like the most complex codes in the universe. As they slowly disappear on the surface of the dragon ball, they seem to have a charm that transcends the mundane world. The brilliance of the dragon ball gradually converges. It seems ordinary, but it actually contains a lot of secrets.

At this moment, Zixia suddenly felt an inexplicable force wrapping around her body. It was an indescribable connection, as if an invisible bridge had been built between her and the Dragon Ball.

What shocked her even more was that she could faintly hear a faint but firm heartbeat coming from deep within the dragon ball. It was the rhythm of the source of life and the harbinger of the birth of all things.

(End of this chapter)