A sword, a donkey, and a pot of wine

The light was like the divine thunder that created the world, instantly awakening him from the abyss.

Xu Tianjiao suddenly opened his eyes.

A terrible thought was brewing in his mind...

"How did the universe come into being?"

"It's said that the universe was created by the great god Pangu, but where did the space where Pangu resides come from?"

"The universe... was created?"

"Then who created the universe?"

Questions flashed through Xu Tianjiao's mind one after another.

"If... the universe was created by humans, then if others can do it, then I can do it too!"

He decided to use the Tiandu Sword as a foundation to create a sword world of his own and explore a new path of cultivation.

However, his current condition is very poor, and his cultivation has fallen to the divine realm.

Even his life span is less than a few years.

If he wants to accomplish what he wants, he needs time and needs to become stronger.

Xu Tianjiao sighed again, and he took out the Fusang sacred tree from the Void Tower.

"I'm so sorry. I wanted to never use you again, but now I have no choice!"

Xu Tianjiao shed tears, and his tears fell on the roots of the Fusang sacred tree.

"You don't have to do this... This is the fate of my Immortal Medicine clan!"

The sacred Fusang tree whispered comfort.

Xu Tianjiao suppressed his grief and held up the Fusang sacred tree with both hands.

He mobilized his remaining divine power and drew out the power of laws to wrap around the sacred tree.

The Fusang sacred tree actively released its tremendous vitality, which flowed into Xu Tianjiao's body.

This power was like a torrent, surging through his body.

Xu Tianjiao gritted his teeth and guided it, allowing it to flow along the meridians.

The dried-up meridians gradually regained vitality, and the hunched body slowly straightened.

But refining is difficult, and the vitality becomes more violent.

Xu Tianjiao's forehead was covered with sweat, his face was red, and his body was shaking.

At the critical moment, he used the Heavenly Jealousy Sword to calm his mind and inject vitality into the collapsing realm of laws.

The realm of law was thus gradually stabilized and reshaped.

As vitality continues to integrate.

Xu Tianjiao's lifespan began to increase rapidly, and the signs of aging quickly faded.

The white hair turns black, the wrinkles disappear, and the state of mind gradually improves.

In the end, he successfully refined the Fusang sacred tree and lived a second life.

The body is filled with vigorous vitality and powerful strength.

From that moment on, Xu Tianjiao embarked on a long journey of exploration.

I don’t know how many eras have passed, but time has quietly flowed in this still space and time.

Finally, he created an unprecedented way of cultivation.

In the sword world constructed within the body.

Every living being born into the world naturally has its own divine weapon born within its body.

This magical weapon was born from the interaction of the energies of the worlds of living beings and swords, and has unique talents and potentials.

This cultivation system is centered around refining and strengthening one's own divine weapon.

Through cultivation, living beings can enable their own magical weapons to absorb the energy of the sword world and achieve self-strength.

After becoming stronger, the divine weapon will feed back pure energy to the world of swords, forming a perfect energy cycle closed loop.

From then on, the road to heaven beneath Xu Tianjiao's feet rapidly extended, with no end in sight...

Xu Tianjiao stood up and walked along the Tongtian Road.

Under his feet, clear footprints appeared on the Tongtian Road...

The road to heaven extends forward at a rapid speed, leading to the land of nothingness.

Xu Tianjiao climbed forward step by step, firmly.

I don’t know how many years it has taken.

The scene ahead finally changed...

What comes into view are three giant pillars that support the sky.

Three giant pillars stand proudly in the void, as if they have been there since the beginning of time, carrying the endless mysteries of the universe.

The pillar is dazzling and brilliant, with colorful lights interweaving and converging, just like the fusion of the blood of stars and the force of the universe.

Red is like the blazing sun, showing its majestic and fiery power; blue is like the abyss of the deep sea, deep and mysterious; purple is like the ancient Jewish dream, revealing endless remoteness.

There was a dead silence all around, and the stars were frozen in place, like silent embellishments.

The dust and gas in the column should have been flowing, but now they were frozen like an ancient sculpture, exuding an endless cold and mysterious aura.

An ancient and heavy stone tablet stands in the center of the three giant pillars.