The names of the treasures were:
"Ice Phoenix Bone Essence" — a Half-Step (Godhood) grade Ice Phoenix bone essence, infused with Half-Step Divine Power.
The phoenix had perished during its Divine Tribulation, falling short of reaching Godhood.
I had been there when it happened.
Fortune smiled upon me that day—the Divine Phoenix failed to transcend its trial and fell.
From its remains, I gathered several invaluable treasures.
It was thanks to them that I broke through to the Spirit Fusion stage.
The luckiest day of my life.
"Ice Blood Essence" — another gift from the fallen phoenix.
Yet, it was not I who refined it.
My friend, using her senior cultivator’s secret technique, extracted three drops of Divine Blood Essence and gave them to me.
At the time, I lacked the ability to refine the phoenix’s body myself.
Still, she offered me three priceless drops.
I used the first to ascend to the Spirit Fusion stage.
The second…I entrusted to a man I once believed in with all my heart—a name I now refuse to even utter.
Only a single drop remains with me.
"Moon Spirit Water" — a treasure my friend had purchased with her own spirit stones, solely for my sake.
Its deep connection to my Divine Moon Body made it all the more precious.
I treasured it dearly, vowing to save it for the future.
That man—that bastard—kept pestering me, urging,
"Let me sell it. I’ll buy you a complete Divine Treasure in return."
But every time I gazed upon it, it reminded me of her unwavering kindness, and I could never part with it.
Iram Rai whispered silently to herself, "Thank you, my friend."
This Moon Spirit Water would play a crucial role in forming my external Divine Body.
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Its rare property—purifying all impurities, even Law Impurities—made it an extremely rare Half-Divine Treasure.
Had it been a complete Moon Divine Treasure, its value would have been hundreds of times greater.
Iram Rai clenched her fists, determination flashing in her eyes.
"Since I don’t have a complete Divine Treasure, I will fuse these three together to forge my Law Body."
She possessed one more advantage—her Ice Soul Bone.
A Soul Bone was a miracle of nature, granted to perhaps one in a million.
In my sect, only two cultivators had ever been born with one—both women.
One of them died during a sect mission under suspicious circumstances.
But now was not the time to dwell on such matters.
Iram Rai sat cross-legged, steadying her breath.
She began fusing the three Half-Step Divine Treasures with her Law Power.
Slowly, the treasures blended together, forming a small, golden orb that pulsed with ethereal light, resonating with the Realm’s Laws.
Carefully, she inserted her incomplete Ice Soul Bone into the heart of the golden orb.
The moment it touched, the orb trembled.
Iram Rai closed her eyes and willed it to take form—to shape a Divine Soul Body in her own image.
The size of a Divine Soul Body depended on the cultivator’s Law Comprehension.
Normally, a minimum of 10% Law Comprehension was required to step into the Soul Transformation stage.
Iram Rai, however, had reached 18% in Ice Law, and 5% in Poison Law.
Each 10% Law Comprehension enabled the creation of a 100-meter-tall Divine Soul Body.
With mastery over two Laws, her Divine Soul Body would be even grander—an awe-inspiring 230 meters.
She visualized her desired form clearly in her mind.
Then, wielding her comprehension of the Heaven and Earth Pillar Laws, along with her own Laws, she began molding the soul essence with her will.
A 180-meter-tall silhouette of a woman slowly emerged from the golden light.
It was her—beautiful beyond mortal comprehension, yet shimmering like a celestial phantom.
Though unclothed, the figure exuded a divine, untouchable majesty.
Drawing from the fused treasures once more, she clothed her projection in a flowing robe spun from golden soul light.
Across its surface, an Ice Phoenix insignia bloomed, crafted with intricate precision using Ice Law.
The phoenix seemed almost alive, its feathers glistening like real frost under moonlight.
The sleeves of the robe took the shape of outstretched Ice Phoenix wings, delicate yet powerful.
Finally, using the last traces of the fused treasure, Iram Rai formed a radiant crescent moon behind her soul projection.
The moment the crescent was completed, her projection’s eyes shifted—turning a pure, luminous white, tinged faintly with blue.
An enchanting, otherworldly beauty blossomed forth.
Her Divine Soul Projection was complete.
Only one final step remained—to integrate it with her true self.
Iram Rai shrunk her celestial form down and gently merged it with her real body.
The moment the fusion completed, her Divine Power erupted like a tidal wave.
Her real eyes underwent a metamorphosis—turning a brilliant white with a faint blue glow—further enhancing her already breathtaking appearance.
A crescent moon sigil materialized across her back, emanating waves of Ice Law and Poison Law energy.
White Law patterns danced across her skin, shaping the visage of a majestic Ice Phoenix with its wings fully unfurled.
Any man who gazed upon her now would find himself utterly captivated, unable to look away.
Iram Rai felt the surging strength coursing through her veins, and thought:
"My Divine Power has increased tenfold... but my physical strength has grown nearly a hundredfold. Why?"
A realization struck her—her body had undergone an unprecedented evolution.
Yet, when breaking through to the Soul Transformation stage, such a massive increase in physical power was unheard of.
Why?
She pondered deeply.
Two possibilities came to mind.
First—the child growing within her.
Second—her Divine Body.
"I’ve heard tales of cultivators who possessed Divine Bodies," she mused, "but never of one whose physical strength increased a hundredfold."
"And yet... my body now holds enough power to defeat a Middle Soul Transformation cultivator with sheer physical force alone."
