Obtaining the Exquisite Demon‑Suppressing Pagoda

According to the Three-Legged Golden Crow, the Heaven-Piercing Spike's artifact spirit is, apart from himself, the strongest ancient demon in the pagoda, with incredibly formidable power.

So Ian Song didn’t dare be careless—he went all out and used his strongest sword technique to face the opponent.

"Godpiercer!"

Man and sword became one, and with power two hundred fifty-six times his normal strength, Ian unleashed Godpiercer straight at his opponent.

With one strike, the void was torn open—as if transcending time itself—the sword tip instantly stabbing toward the opponent’s brow.

"Bang!"

But the opponent’s fist bizarrely slammed into Ian Song’s chest. Even with the Body of Ten Thousand Stars and immortal force protecting him, Ian felt as if this punch nearly shattered all his internal organs.

The next moment, he was sent flying, man and sword both, crashing into the ground a kilometer away.

"With power like yours, you think you’re fit to be our master?"

The Heaven-Piercing Spike’s artifact spirit didn’t press the attack, but stood where he was, looking at Ian with scorn.

"Again!"

Ian Song used Radiance of Life to heal his internal injuries, stood up again, and slowly raised the Azure Flood-Dragon Sword in his hand.

Immortalsbane!!!

A wave of destructive energy radiated outward from his body. Then, the Azure Flood-Dragon Sword transformed into a magnificent sword light and slashed toward the Heaven-Piercing Spike.

"Boom!"

The Heaven-Piercing Spike again unleashed a punch, forcefully smashing the sword light apart, then sent a distant blow slamming into Ian Song’s chest, making him cough blood and fly backward once more.

"I don’t believe it!"

Ian Song spat coldly as he got up again, once more activating the Heavenbreaker Sword Canon.

Blood-Soaked!

Soul-Shatter!

Shocking-Heaven!

Three sword forms erupted at once, shaking heaven and earth—the entire world trembled from the impact!

The three sword techniques merged into one and slashed toward the Heaven-Piercing Spike again!

"Boom!"

This time, the Heaven-Piercing Spike didn’t send Ian Song flying—instead, Ian struck back and knocked him away with a single sword blow.

"That’s all you’ve got!"

The Heaven-Piercing Spike vanished, transforming into a unique weapon.

With a flash of light and shadow, it struck at Ian Song. Though he did his utmost to defend, he still suffered quite a few injuries.

World-Shaping Avatar!

Boom!

Ian Song transformed into a giant over ten zhang tall, equipped the Blood-God Wings, and ran the Wind God Art at full strength—right hand wielding his sword, left hand unleashing the Primal Heaven-Crushing Palm.

The Primal Heaven-Crushing Palm is the nemesis of anything with 'fa'—techniques, spells, formations, and law-type treasures. No matter how formidable the Heaven-Piercing Spike was, as an artifact spirit of a magic treasure, it should be restrained by this palm art.

"Bang bang bang!"

After several consecutive palm strikes, the Heaven-Piercing Spike was sent flying.

Ian Song laughed heartily, "Come at me again!"

Just as he expected, the Heaven-Piercing Spike was indeed restrained by the Primal Heaven-Crushing Palm.

"Whoosh!"

The Heaven-Piercing Spike transformed back into human form, giving Ian Song a strange look. "What kind of palm art is that?"

"Want to learn it? I’ll teach you!"

Ian Song said proudly.

"Enough! No matter what, you’re far stronger than that useless Leon Lee. From now on, you’re our master!" The Heaven-Piercing Spike shook his head and vanished. At the same time, Ian Song sensed that the passage from the Exquisite Demon-Suppressing Pagoda to the Myriad Worlds had opened—he could leave at any time!

With all seven artifact spirits subdued, his next step was to obtain the controlling formula for the Exquisite Demon-Suppressing Pagoda.

With a flicker, Ian Song disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was inside a sealed treasure vault.

The Exquisite Demon-Suppressing Pagoda was simply too advanced—a mere scrap of cultivation like Leon Lee could never fully refine it. That’s why, when he went out, Leon Lee always carried the pagoda in his palm. His famous title, Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Leon Lee, came from this very practice.

When he returned to his estate, Leon Lee would store the Exquisite Demon-Suppressing Pagoda in a treasure vault filled with all sorts of restrictions and formations.

Ian Song was already a master of restrictions and formations; although Leon Lee’s vault was exquisitely arranged, it was no obstacle to him.

He first stored the Exquisite Demon-Suppressing Pagoda in the Divine Temple, then broke through the vault’s restrictions and formations to walk out!

The vault was built deep within the Heavenly King’s estate and wasn’t guarded by anyone.

Mainly, Leon Lee trusted his restrictions and formations—and besides, he was the only one who knew the controlling formula for the pagoda. Even if someone stole it, they couldn’t use it.

Ian Song radiated his primordial spirit power, instantly locating Leon Lee.

Today, outside the South Heaven Gate, Leon Lee had made a huge spectacle and received a commendation from the Jade Emperor. At this moment, he was hosting a banquet at his estate for celestial friends and all the ranked generals of the Heavenly Army.

Leon Lee was already drunk, his face flushed and full of pride.

Seeing this, Ian Song couldn’t help but let a cold smile curl at the corner of his mouth.

Two hours later.

The banquet at the Lee estate finally ended. The thoroughly drunk Leon Lee was helped back to his room by Jason Lee and Mark Lee.

Even while being supported, Leon Lee wouldn’t behave—waving his arms and shouting, "Sons, your old man has finally regained his dignity before all the immortals of Heaven! Come, drink a few more cups with your father!"

"Father, you’ve already had enough today—why not save it for another time?" Jason Lee advised.

"No! I haven’t had enough—I want to keep drinking!" Leon Lee suddenly broke free of his sons’ arms and charged forward, only to stumble and fall flat on his face.

Jason Lee and Mark Lee were startled and rushed to help him, only to discover that Leon Lee had fallen asleep right there on the floor.

The two exchanged helpless smiles, each taking one of Leon Lee’s arms and helping him back to his room.

No one knew how long he slept, but eventually Leon Lee woke from his drunken stupor.

Rubbing his still-heavy head, he suddenly noticed someone sitting with their back to him, leisurely sipping tea.

The silhouette seemed familiar, so Leon Lee barked, "Who are you, and what are you doing in my room?"

"Heavenly King, what a memory you have—how could you forget me so quickly?"

Ian Song turned around and smiled at him.

When Leon Lee saw Ian Song’s face, he was nearly scared out of his wits. Terrified, he stammered, "You… weren’t you inside the Exquisite Demon-Suppressing Pagoda? How… how did you escape?!"

With a flicker, Ian Song appeared right in front of Leon Lee, pressing a finger to his brow and sending a Puppet Mastery Divine Art into him.

If not for the fact that the Puppet Mastery Divine Art could only be used ten times a day, Ian Song would have enslaved Leon Lee while he was still unconscious. Fortunately, Leon Lee woke up just as the technique refreshed, so Ian didn’t need to rouse him.

"Leon Lee greets his master!"

The next moment, the enslaved Leon Lee suddenly knelt, bowing respectfully.

"Rise. Now, tell me the controlling formula for the Exquisite Demon-Suppressing Pagoda," Ian Song commanded in a low voice.

"Yes!"

Leon Lee nodded and revealed the formula for controlling the Exquisite Demon-Suppressing Pagoda to Ian Song.

The controlling formula was not difficult—in fact, it was extremely simple. With a single thought, the Exquisite Demon-Suppressing Pagoda flew out from the Divine Temple. Forming a hand seal, Ian Song made the pagoda expand several times over.

With another hand seal, the pagoda unleashed a suppressive force—Leon Lee couldn’t withstand it and collapsed face-first to the ground.

After trying out several more functions of the pagoda, Ian Song finally put it away.

He began to ponder—should he keep stirring up trouble in Heaven, or should he lie low for now and wait for the right opportunity?