Weapon Master

Just like forging graded weapons, forging divine weapons required one to first condense the blank. For Tang Huan, who already possessed three types of spiritual flames, it was easy for her to condense a grade weapon. It wasn't difficult at all. However, Tang Huan had never tried condensing a Divine Weapon.    

In the past, Tang Huan had only used a single iron ore when refining his billet, but now, he had to use "Indestructible Gold" and "Extreme Fire Heavenly Yang".    

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 Weapon after honoring the Holy Emperor.    

If every Divine Weapon 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 of the Weapon Refining Grand Master s, including Master, could only rely on True Fire to forge their Divine Weapon.    

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.    

The moment Feng Ming saw this, excitement emerged on his pretty 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.    

Water could be used to create trees, wood could be used to make fire, and the three Spiritual Fire s could be activated at the same time. With the help of "Xuan Ming Initial Fire" and "Bodhi Heart Fire", the "Nirvana Holy Fire" could 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.    

It was only when he saw this scene that Feng Ming suddenly realized with a start that the 'Indestructible Brilliant Golden' and the 'Extreme Fire Heavenly Yang' had unknowingly turned into round liquid balls. 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. Within the flame, the ball of red 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 this voice entered his ears, it was like a heavenly music. Feng Ming couldn't help but become excited. Even though this was Tang Huan's first time forging a Divine Weapon, she believed that Tang Huan would definitely be able to forge a "Flame Dancing Sword" this time. Furthermore, the strength of the Divine Weapon he forged would definitely surpass the group of Divine Weapon forged by the Holy Emperor s.    

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. Phoenix's Cry could faintly feel that at the same time Tang Huan retracted his flames, he was also continuously 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 Flying Through Flowers.    

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 this, Feng Ming's pair of 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 billet s of the "Flame Dancing Sword", but his actions caused her to gasp in shock and praise.    

In today's human Weapon Refining Grand Master, not to mention forging Divine Weapon, even if one were to forge Sacred Weapon s, there would probably not be a single person that could be as pleasing to the eye as Tang Huan.    

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 a Weapon Refining Grand Master who only had True Fire compare to Tang Huan who had three kinds of Spiritual Fire?    

While thinking, Feng Ming looked at Tang Huan with an expression of infatuation.    

After an unknown period of time, the melodious crisp sound suddenly stopped. Only then did he realize that the flame in Tang Huan's palm had already been extinguished, and a beautiful long sword had appeared in his hands. It was bright red, and crystal clear, as if it was carved out of beautiful jade.    

"The initial sword has finally succeeded!"    

Tang Huan let out a long sigh, seeming to be talking to himself, but at the same time, he seemed to be muttering to himself over the phoenix cry, as a smile unconsciously surfaced on his face.    

Feng Ming beamed with joy, 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 initial sword that had just been formed.    

Or was it just the initial sword s, that was all. Once the Divine Weapon was out, what would the situation be like then?    

"Tang Huan!"    

Feng Ming called out subtly, but just as he said those two words, his voice suddenly stopped. Only then did she realise that Tang Huan's brows were filled with fatigue.