This method of forcibly becoming the strongest in the Same Realm is rarely seen, because wanting to surpass the current strongest with the blessing of fortune by one or two levels requires not only extraordinary talent but also formidable Cultivation Techniques and Combat Skills.

Of course, this method also brings great humiliation, representing an overwhelming suppression in power, absolute transcendence that leaves one far behind. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

If Bear King loses his Supreme Yang’s strongest fortune in this way, it would surely be a disgrace, and it would likely infuriate him beyond measure.

Wang Xuan is surrounded by an ocean of Merit, shining brilliantly, like a radiant, fiery sun.

Ordinary people cannot see it, but Celestial Immortals and True Immortals, when looking around, wouldn’t miss it; it’s clearer than looking at an elephant one meter away with a magnifying glass.

Such vast Merit was accumulated by Wang Xuan by peeping into the future and saving millions of Mother Star warriors, among them several hundred thousand Earth Immortals.

One can imagine the amount of Merit he has accumulated.

The place where Wang Xuan is, the light of Merit has almost driven away all evil and demonic energies within a ten-mile radius. Any Immortal with eyes would retreat.

Whether they can afford to provoke him or not, accidentally killing him would likely bring heavenly retribution enough for True Immortals to fear, and their fortune would plummet.

Like ancients seeing a mythical beast, everyone knows that "killing is ominous."

"Merit’s light can be infused into a Magical Treasure to craft a Merit Treasure. Such weapons can suppress fortune and powerfully restrain Demons and Ghosts.

However, I have not founded a sect, so converting Merit into a Merit Halo will suffice. Merit’s light is like scattered sand, while a Merit Halo is like a rock, and their ability to resist energy attacks cannot be compared.

Thus it is said, an Immortal with a Merit Halo is impervious to all techniques, untouched by all evils; the magical attacks of a Same Realm cultivator can be reduced by eighty to ninety percent, placing them in an unbeatable position."

Wang Xuan set about Condensing a Merit Halo, knowing the corresponding Dharma Gate. As long as the power of Will, Spirit, and Primordial Spirit resonate and merge with it, and the scattered light of Merit is compressed into substance, it can be accomplished.

The Dharma Gate at hand, he began to refine a Merit Halo. The Merit he held was so vast, enough for others to refine hundreds of Merit Halos.

Given his Cultivation Level, converting all Merit into a Merit Halo would likely take over a decade with considerable effort.

But he does not need that long.

"Time Spirit."

Summoning the Tower of Space-Time, the power of time enveloped his body, massive Merit power gathered in the Dantian, using it as a furnace with Essence, Qi, and Spirit as the fire to refine the Merit Halo.

A large amount of pure Source Power was consumed, forming a Merit Halo a foot long, and under the acceleration of time, Wang Xuan condensed it to be exceptionally solid.

But at this moment, he still had more than ninety percent of his Merit power left, and the Merit Halo being too large wouldn’t do, so reluctantly, he could only fill the remaining space of the Merit Halo.

Until a large pancake appeared, he had plenty of Merit power left, so Wang Xuan steeled himself and continued Condensing, not caring whether it could still be called a Merit Halo.

Letting go of formalities, a solid golden sphere three meters in diameter flew out from his Dantian, like a small sun, filled with divine brilliance.

The Great Sun Buddha, honest and bright, Wang Xuan’s Merit sphere perfectly embodies the power of the Merit Halo, presumably offering remarkable resistance to magical attacks.

"It’s just that others have Merit Halos, and I have such a sphere, which is truly unconventional.

No help for it, others condense Halos only because they lack enough Merit power, while I have so much that I could create a Merit Golden Sun."

Wang Xuan, thick-skinned as ever, named it the Merit Golden Sun, a Merit Treasure a hundred times more powerful than any Merit Halo.

The Merit Golden Sun stood behind him, enveloping him completely in its golden radiance, only dazzling light could be seen, with no trace of a human figure.

In that moment, Wang Xuan seemed like the Great Sun Buddha.

A black Treasure Tower appeared in his hand, thirteen layers in total, which once belonged to the Dark Pixiu Saint Heir and finally fell into his hands.

In his eyes, the Immortal Gold used to create this Treasure Tower is extremely rare, the type of treasure even a Void True Immortal would find hard to acquire.

After all, the Dark Pixiu Saint Heir is the son of a Venerable, and the materials for refining a Lifebound Weapon should support it reaching the Half-Step Immortal stage.

Placing the Merit Golden Sun atop the tower, with the light of Merit enveloping all directions, Divinity energy permeated, and as it descended, it enveloped the Black Tower.

The Merit Golden Sun, possessing unimaginable Divinity and Supreme Yang power, is the nemesis of darkness and evil, and as soon as it landed atop the tower, a hissing sound was heard as it melted away, and the dark energy gradually lessened.

The power of Merit was already dispelling the dark aura, and it wouldn’t take long for Wang Xuan to begin refining it, transforming this True-Tier Immortal Artifact into his own possession.

The Primordial Purple Gold floated in the Dantian, always being nurtured. He wanted to refine it into his desired weapon with his immense power, which was far beyond his current Cultivation Level.

What he could do was communicate with it spiritually, allowing it to change voluntarily, gradually transforming into his weapon of choice.

On top of the Primordial Purple Gold was a leaf of golden paper, the Divine Gold that bore the Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo, material for weapon crafting by a True God.

This leaf of golden paper was ten meters long and one meter thick, the Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo recorded on it disappeared without a trace once Wang Xuan memorized it.

Its essence was exceedingly high, preserved by that True God through means; despite the erosion of time and dark energies, not much essence had been lost, and it was still well-preserved.

This kind of Divine Gold, whether Mother Star had it or not Wang Xuan did not know, but the Immortal’s weapon materials definitely did not match the Divine Gold.

With prolonged nurturing, it could presumably return to its original state, combined with Primordial Purple Gold to craft his Lifebound Weapon, it was the perfect choice.

Wang Xuan had his own ambitions; his eyes were set on the Immortal Realm, and even upon entering that level, he still aspired to become the strongest!

Other Immortals had to step into that level to find Immortal Gold to craft their weapons. Yet Wang Xuan, merely a Celestial Immortal, had already gathered Divine Gold that even Immortals covet.

With each use of the Tower of Space-Time, his connection with the Primordial Purple Gold and Divine Gold deepened, spiritually communicating as they refined into each other’s Lifebound object.

In the long process of steady refinement, these two precious materials would eventually merge into one, transforming into his Lifebound Weapon.

With the Merit Golden Sun complete, Wang Xuan’s overall strength rose once again. At this time, he could already sense his strong pull towards the Supreme Yang’s greatest fortune, as though it might come to him at any moment.

"Continue cultivating." He could still cultivate the Heart Spirit Demon Scripture, and he reckoned that his strength could rise a little further after cultivation.

But just then, several Pure Yang auras descended at the foot of Black and White Mountain, signaling visitors, shortly followed by a loud call.

"Zhou Fengming, third-generation disciple of the Three Vessels, seeks audience with the Taoist, hoping for a meeting!" The voice was loud and urgent.

Wang Xuan set the Black Tower topped with the Merit Golden Sun at the mountaintop and descended gracefully to the foot of the mountain. Given the many arrays of Black and White Mountain, outsiders could not intrude, and even without the arrays, there were rules.

"What is the matter?" Wang Xuan stood with hands behind his back, facing five people, their bodies thick with Blood Evil Qi, presumably having returned from the Hell Realm.