The Elven Cultivator

In the days that followed, the Silver Moon Squad fell into a set routine.

They hunted Dragon Souls in the Subspace while searching for spatial nodes.

After nearly three months, they would leave the Subspace and return to Darkness Fortress to rest and regroup.

Whenever this happened, Anton would take the Teleportation Array back to Taichu City. In addition to absorbing the Dragon Soul essence stored in the Soul-Collecting Cauldron, he would also set aside time to continue refining the Jia Shen Divine General.

Time slipped by quietly in this repeating cycle.

Anton could clearly feel his Golden Core, nourished by the cumulative efforts over time, growing stronger at a slow but steady pace.

The sensation wasn’t like when he was refining Pill Poison, where he could clearly feel his power increasing. It was more like polishing a piece of raw jade.

Every absorption of Dragon Soul essence was another step in adding a warm, gentle luster to this raw jade.

Meanwhile, the refinement of the Jia Shen Divine General was also progressing steadily. The tens of thousands of restrictions were being lit, linked, and fused one after another, bringing the day of its final completion ever closer.

The only unfortunate part was that in the years that followed, Anton was unable to find any new spatial nodes.

Likewise, the allied forces had made no new discoveries for the first two years.

Not until the year 9380 of the Chenxi Calendar did the allied forces finally destroy the second spatial node.

From then on, it was as if an acceleration button had been pushed on the Subspace war.

In the year 9382 of the Chenxi Calendar, Grant led a team and destroyed the third spatial node.

In the year 9383 of the Chenxi Calendar, Rek’sa led a team and destroyed the fourth spatial node.

In the year 9385 of the Chenxi Calendar, Eugene, a peak Legendary Powerhouse of the Sea Race, led a team and destroyed the fifth spatial node.

In the year 9386 of the Chenxi Calendar, another victory was reported from the Subspace.

The sixth spatial node was successfully destroyed by a joint team composed of elites from several different races.

At this point, one-third of the Subspace’s eighteen core hubs had been completely eradicated.

As the number of spatial nodes dwindled, the internal structure of this twisted space—forcibly torn open by the Dragon Race—began to undergo irreversible changes.

The time between the remaining nodes’ positional shifts grew substantially, and the frequency and patterns of their operation became much easier to track than before.

The spatial fluctuations, once so faint they were nearly impossible to trace, now radiated over a much wider area.

The difficulty of finding the spatial nodes was gradually decreasing.

Thanks to this, the morale throughout the allied forces soared.

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Meanwhile, the allied forces were mustering their full strength for the Subspace campaign.

「Far away in Taichu City, hundreds of thousands of miles distant.」

The puppet workshop was brightly lit.

Light from the Light Source Stones cascaded down from the domed ceiling, illuminating the divine general puppet on a stone platform in the center of the workshop.

The humanoid body stood a full three meters tall, cast entirely from dark gold. With broad shoulders and a wide back, its silhouette resembled a condensed mountain.

It wore a tight-fitting crown inlaid with a golden pearl. Its face was featureless, with only a few grooves outlining the brows and eyes. The look was hollow and solemn, yet it inexplicably projected an air of authority.

Its body was covered in overlapping Scale Armor. The pauldrons towered like upturned eaves, and a single golden line ran down the center of its breastplate, flanked by winding patterns of lightning.

A Dark Gold Belt was fastened around its waist, its buckle sculpted into a lifelike tiger’s head with bared fangs.

Beside the body lay a Dark Gold Longsword. Its blade was covered in runes, emanating a heart-stopping, murderous sharpness.

Anton stood before the stone platform, his eyes blazing as he stared at the divine general.

His Divine Sense surged forth like a tide, probing into the Jia Shen Divine General’s body and slowly tracing the network of tens of thousands of restrictions within.

Each time he ignited a restriction with his Magical Power, a wisp of dark gold light would flare up from within the divine general. They bloomed one after another like stars in the night sky, dense and numerous, until they merged into a single constellation.

The moment the final restriction was ignited, all the points of light flared to their utmost brilliance.

Anton’s fingers became a blur, sending a stream of Techniques into the Jia Shen Divine General’s body like a meteor shower.

Under the guidance of the Techniques, the restrictions began to link, interlock, and fuse. Like a thousand rivers flowing into the sea, they merged into a single, perfect whole.

HUMMM!

A low hum emanated from within the divine general.

On the Jia Shen Divine General’s face, the two slender grooves where its eyes should be suddenly lit up. Golden light erupted from their depths like two solid beams, piercing the void.

The light carried a piercing sharpness, as if it could slice through space itself.

It slowly sat up on the stone platform before stepping to the floor and standing ramrod straight.

Merely standing there, it exuded the profound, unshakeable presence of a towering mountain, an authority that could suppress the entire age.

The Jia Shen Divine General was complete!

Anton gazed at the Guardian Divine General before him, a look of genuine joy spreading across his face.

After so much time and effort, he had finally succeeded in creating this Guardian Divine General.

With the Jia Shen Divine General at his command, he felt far more confident and prepared, whether for the escalating war in the Subspace or the potential future struggle for hegemony among the Ten Thousand Races.

Since this was his first time forging a Daoist Soldier of this caliber, Anton couldn’t claim it was absolutely perfect.

Still, the Guardian Divine General’s power had definitely met the required standard.

By Anton’s estimation, the Jia Shen Divine General possessed formidable power exceeding that of a Golden Core Third Stage Cultivator, bringing it infinitely close to the Nascent Soul Stage.

Even in his current state, he would be no match for the Jia Shen Divine General in a direct confrontation.

However, commensurate with this immense power was an equally astonishing energy consumption.

Daoist Soldiers on the level of the Yellow Turban Warriors and the Five Camp Divine Soldiers could be placed anywhere and would automatically absorb the ambient energy of the world, storing it for use in battle.