Weapon Master Chapter 564

Chapter 564 - sword billets
Tang Huan sat cross legged again.
To forge a Divine Armament or to forge a grade weapon, one had to first condense the blank. For Tang Huan, who already possessed three Spiritual Fire s, condensing a grade one weapon's blank could be said to be very easy and not difficult at all. However, Tang Huan had never tried to condense a Divine Armament weapon before.
In the past, Tang Huan had always used a single iron ore, but now, he needed to use "Indestructible Brilliant Golden" and "Aurora Sky Fire".
Regardless of whether it was the "Indestructible Brilliant Golden" or the "Ultimate Flame Heavenly Yang", they were both extremely difficult to refine.
Even for Weapon Refining Grand Master, refining these two iron ore s was extremely difficult, and Tang Huan not only had to refine them at the same time, he also had to thoroughly fuse the two.
At this time, Tang Huan finally understood why so few people were able to create Divine Armament after the glory of the Sacred Emperor.
If every Divine Armament needed to fuse with two iron ore of this level, there were indeed very few Weapon Refining Grand Master s who could do it. After all, there were only a few kinds of Spiritual Fire in this small world, and almost all the Weapon Refining Grand Master s, including Master, could only rely on the True Fire to forge their Divine Armament.
Tang Huan held a piece of iron ore each and took a deep breath before he slightly closed his eyes.
"Phew!" "Hu!"
After a moment, Tang Huan suddenly opened his eyes, and two clumps of scarlet flames immediately rose from his palms, enveloping the two iron ore s inside.
Seeing that, excitement surfaced on Feng Ming's beautiful face.
She didn't notice any heat emitting from the two balls of fire, but she could feel that each of the balls of fire contained a terrifying heat.
The water could create trees, the wood could create fire, and when the three Spiritual Fire s were activated at the same time, with the help of "Xuan Ming Initial Fire" and "Bodhisattva Fire", the "Nirvana Sacred Fire" would instantly rise to an unprecedented level. Under such circumstances, the heat of the flame was naturally extremely strong.
Time passed bit by bit, the flames on Tang Huan's palms kept changing.
Although she did not know much about smithing, she could tell that Tang Huan had used at least ten kinds of smithing techniques in this period of time.
Currently, in front of Tang Huan, there were already quite a few drops of golden and black liquid that had dripped from his palms to the ground.
She knew that these should be the impurities within the iron ore "Indestructible Brilliant Gold" and "Aurora Sky Fire". This was especially surprising to her. 'Indestructible Brilliant Golden' had always been stored in her 'Phoenix Nest'. She was extremely clear about the quality of this kind of iron ore.

This type of ore was extremely transparent. If one channeled their strength into it, it was almost impossible to feel any obstruction.
She had originally thought that ores like the "Indestructible Brilliant Golden" did not contain any impurities, but she hadn't thought that there would still be so many impurities being extracted from them in Tang Huan's hands.
After a long time, within the flames in Tang Huan's palm, the originally irregular shape of the "Indestructible Gold" and "Extreme Fire Heavenly Yang" became more and more round. After the impurities had been removed, the gold color of the 'Indestructible Brilliant Golden' had become extremely faint, while the red color of the 'Extreme Fire Heavenly Yang' had become increasingly dazzling.
Following which, Tang Huan's two palms finally began to slowly approach each other.
After about half a quarter of an hour, the two flames finally merged into a ball, and the two ores that were wrapped in flames also merged into one.
Looking at this scene, Feng Ming suddenly realized that "Unextinguishable Gold" and "Extreme Fire Sky Yang" had unknowingly turned into two round liquid balls respectively. What was even more strange was that after the two iron ore had mixed together, their gold color had already disappeared, leaving only a crystal clear red color.
Under Feng Ming's attentive gaze, the flame in Tang Huan's palm seemed to have become even more violent than before. Within the flame, the cluster of red colored liquid began to boil, and at the same time, it became more and more intense.
"Gulp!" "Gulp …"
A series of hissing sounds emanated from the flames.
When the voice entered his ears, it was like music to him, Feng Ming could not help but become excited. Even though this was Tang Huan's first time forging a Divine Armament, she believed that Tang Huan would definitely be able to forge a "Flame Dancing Sword" this time. Furthermore, the Divine Armament he forged would be even more powerful than the batch of Divine Armament that the Sacred Emperor Mountain Rivers forged.
There was no reason for him to believe this.
Time flew by like a shuttle. After a long, long time, the center of Tang Huan's palm slowly weakened. The red-colored liquid that was enveloped in flames also gradually calmed down, as if it was continuously solidifying. Feng Ming could faintly feel that at the same time Tang Huan retracted his flames, he was also constantly absorbing the heat from the liquid, so that it would quickly solidify.

After about half an hour, Tang Huan's ten fingers that were wrapped in flames suddenly danced like a butterfly.
At this moment, Tang Huan's ten fingers seemed to have turned into ten small iron hammers, they quickly moved up and down the condensed red ball, and clanging sounds of metal clanging rang out one after another. It was extremely crisp, like raindrops hitting bananas, falling jade plates, becoming stronger and weaker, and at times becoming hurried like a violent storm.
Seeing that, Feng Ming's beautiful eyes widened.
Within his line of sight, under the quick attacks of Tang Huan's ten fingers, the red ball rolled and stretched, its shape constantly changing. She knew that Tang Huan was forging the weapon of the "Flame Dancing Sword," but his actions caused her to gasp in admiration and praise.
In the current Human Clan, there was not a single person who was as pleasing to the eye as Tang Huan in the process of forging a Holy-ranked weapon, let alone a tool for forging a Divine Armament.
Even that Divine Weapon Pavilion Master would probably not do.
If he wanted to reach this point, the entire process would have to be extremely smooth. Not only did it require a very skilled Tools Method Attainments, it also required a very strong flame. How could Weapon Refining Grand Master who only had True Fire compare to Tang Huan who had three types of Spiritual Fire?
While thinking, Feng Ming's gaze towards Tang Huan became more and more infatuated.
After an unknown period of time, the melodious crisp sound suddenly stopped. Feng Ming suddenly woke up from his stupor and looked over. Only then did he realize that the flame in his palm had already been extinguished, and a beautiful long sword had appeared in his hand.
"The sword billets has finally succeeded!"
Tang Huan let out a long sigh, seeming to be talking to himself but also mumbling to himself in front of Feng Ming, as a smile uncontrollably surfaced on his face.
Feng Ming beamed, pleasantly surprised.
It was as if there was a layer of lustrous flowing light lingering around the sword at all times, and a dense feeling of agility seemed to be flowing out of the sword. If she did not see it with her own eyes, even she would not believe that this was a sword billets that had just been formed.
Or was it just the sword billets s, that was all. Once the Divine Armament was out, what would their situation be?
"Tang Huan..."
Feng Ming called out subtly, but just as she said the word, she stopped abruptly. Only then did she realise that Tang Huan's brows were filled with fatigue.
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