Volume One, Chapter 16: The Twelve Celestial Deities, Power Ascends

These twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls were obtained by Lin Yang from Mount Buzhou. Each pearl is a supreme innate spiritual treasure. Together as a set, their power approaches that of top-tier innate spiritual treasures.

However, in the previous battle, Lin Yang dared not unleash these twelve pearls against the War Dragon Emperor. It wasn’t that the pearls lacked strength, but rather the "Sea-Calming" pearls were somewhat ill-suited to the environment of the Solar Star, resulting in a certain degree of suppression.

More importantly, the War Dragon Emperor had manifested an incredibly fearsome spatial law, an area in which Lin Yang’s mastery was nearly nonexistent. To deploy the twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls under such circumstances would entail enormous risk.

Therefore, instead of gambling with the pearls, it was better to let the Nine-Headed Ancient Poison Dragon fight desperately. Until the final moment, keeping the twelve pearls concealed and ready for a thunderous strike was the wisest choice.

That said, it was no overnight endeavor for Lin Yang to conceive of refining the Twelve Heavens using the spatial power inherent in the ancestral dragon’s essence blood. Even during his earlier healing, Lin Yang had begun contemplating this and had calculated a viable method.

Thus, disregarding all else, he once again pointed at the ancestral dragon’s blood essence. The blood split into twelve portions, transforming into twelve drops that floated gently.

Each of these twelve drops then merged separately into the twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls, which gradually took on a faint silver-blue hue.

Lin Yang’s Twelve Heavens were not merely twelve heavens—they were destined to become twelve heavenly avatars. This also related to the method of primordial spirit differentiation, which Lin Yang incorporated into the process.

Under Lin Yang’s control, the twelve pearls infused with the ancestral dragon’s blood were placed into the Cauldron of Creation.

A roaring energy surged within as the cauldron’s Solar True Fire blazed fiercely, scorching the twelve pearls to accelerate their transformation.

Simultaneously, Lin Yang let out a soft command. His vast divine consciousness surged mightily as he began employing treasure-refining techniques.

His hands formed intricate seals, his powerful divine sense and magical energy coalescing into rune after rune. These runes were manifestations of his cosmic Dao laws, the laws of creation.

Runes poured ceaselessly from his hands, embedding themselves into the twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls.

Gradually, the pearls began to change within the Cauldron of Creation. Their original kaleidoscopic colors intertwined with the silver-blue of the ancestral dragon blood, blending indistinguishably.

Each pearl transformed into a color neither black nor white but a chaotic, primordial hue, reminiscent of the formless void before the heavens and earth were parted.

This signaled that the moment to open the Twelve Heavens was drawing near.

Yet Lin Yang remained patient, continuously shifting his hand seals, imprinting millions upon millions of runes into each pearl.

The twelve pearls emitted chaotic-colored light, and among them, an invisible connection formed, causing them to orbit and rotate within the cauldron, establishing a formation.

This formation centered on the twelve pearls as its eye, simultaneously drawing upon their origins, mutually attracting one another.

All the while, the Solar True Fire continued its unrelenting refinement.

After an indeterminate span, suddenly, all twelve pearls trembled together, emitting a resonant hum.

Lin Yang knew then that the most opportune moment had arrived.

With a surge of divine consciousness, he harnessed the formation to pull the twelve pearls violently inward, smashing them together at the center.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion echoed like a bolt from a clear sky, as if the heavens and earth themselves were being sundered.

The twelve pearls vanished.

In their place was a single, vast pearl of indistinct, chaotic color, several times larger than any of the original Sea-Calming Divine Pearls.

This was the fusion of the twelve pearls into one.

But this was not the end. Rather, it marked an even more critical juncture.

Lin Yang forcefully expelled a burst of essence blood into the pearl.

At the same time, his hands rapidly formed seals, imprinting one final, profound rune into the pearl.

With a fierce shout of “Open!”, a deafening rumble erupted from within the pearl.

The chaotic light inside split into two—one black, the other white.

The white light ascended, gathering upward, while the black light, heavier and more profound, converged downward.

A humming sound filled the air, as though the voice of the Dao itself resounded, heralding the opening of a magnificent heaven.

As this heaven unfolded, shadows appeared behind it.

One, two, three… eleven more heavens expanded in sequence.

Including the original, there were twelve heavens in total.

Twelve small worlds, twelve heavenly realms, had been formed.

Lin Yang had successfully refined the Twelve Heavens.

The heavens flickered once and then vanished from the Cauldron of Creation.

In the next instant, the Twelve Heavens appeared behind Lin Yang’s head, layered one upon another.

Each of these twelve layers radiated their own worldly power, a vast chaotic hue like cascading mists of primordial chaos, enveloping Lin Yang.

At once, Lin Yang felt a tremendous surge in his magical power. The strength of the twelve heavens could easily transform into his mana, freely wielded at will.

“Truly worthy of the legendary Heavenly Dao of the Primordial Era,” Lin Yang mused. “Refining the Twelve Heavens has greatly enhanced my power. Though I still cannot rival the War Dragon Emperor, who commands dozens of laws in mastery, among the Great Dao Golden Immortals, few can match my magical strength now. And if Twelve Heavens are this formidable, what then of Twenty-Four Heavens or Thirty-Six Heavens?”

His gaze burned with ambition as he savored the benefits of the Twelve Heavens and allowed his imagination to soar.

The Twelve Heavens still had room to grow. Though they greatly increased his power, the combined strength of the twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls was only near the level of supreme innate spiritual treasures.

Moreover, the refining material for the Twelve Heavens was not the innate treasures once used by the Burning Lamp but solely the ancestral dragon’s essence blood.

Thus, Lin Yang’s Twelve Heavens had not yet reached their peak.

Yet this did not matter. Lin Yang could repeatedly temper these Twelve Heavens, integrating various innate treasures with spatial attributes to make them stronger.

If he could acquire another twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls, the power would be even more extraordinary.

After all, Burning Lamp’s forging of twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls made him a formidable figure among the quasi-saints.

Should Lin Yang be fated to collect all thirty-six Sea-Calming Divine Pearls and refine the Thirty-Six Heavens, the might of such a formation would be unimaginable—perhaps even a saint would receive tremendous augmentation.