NOVPUBSu Changkong formed a barrier using Turtle Breathing True Qi, isolating the surrounding magma as he descended over a thousand meters deep, arriving at the base of the volcano.
At the volcano’s base, Su Changkong saw the flowing magma taking on a green color with a hint of pale blue, its temperature so high it could melt metal and incinerate gold—this was the Earth’s core fire.
In the past at Divine Weapon Villa, decades or even centuries would pass before the volcano could revive, and the earth fire would surge and make itself known. The previous Nangong Ming waited a long time to forge the Flame Prison Blade, waiting for the right time and conditions.
Su Changkong didn’t have that much time to wait; he went directly to the bottom layer where the earth fire was!
"Let’s begin, to reforge the Flame Prison Blade," he said.
Without hesitating, Su Changkong immediately started, taking out the Flame Prison Blade from the Bag of Book Fragrance.
The Flame Prison Blade’s material was already of extraordinary quality, collected by Nangong Ming with great effort, and having been enlightened by Su Changkong with the Transforming Dragon Gate, its material was difficult to find better within the Great Flame Empire!
As for the Blood Divine Seed, Su Changkong also tried putting it in the Transforming Dragon Gate, but it didn’t work much.
The Transforming Dragon Gate seemed to have almost no effect on items that had reached the level of ’Divine Skills.’
Whoosh!
With a mere thought from Su Changkong, nature’s spiritual energy gathered, enveloping the Flame Prison Blade in a thin barrier, attracting the surrounding high temperature and burning the blade, melting and reforging it.
"Hiss!"
Under the extreme heat of the forge, the Flame Prison Blade emitted a sharp and mournful whine, its five Demon Monster Crystal Cores opened like five eyes, struggling desperately while releasing thin filaments in an attempt to resist.
But it was useless; let alone the fact that the Flame Prison Blade was only in its nascent form as a Demon-Slicing Divine Weapon, even a true Demon-Slicing Divine Weapon would be no more than this in front of Su Changkong!
Under the intense heat of the forge, the Flame Prison Blade gradually melted into molten metal, revealing the five Demon Monster Crystal Cores within.
Su Changkong reached out and collected the five Demon Monster Crystal Cores, then took out a forging hammer and began forging directly at the bottom of the molten lava.
"Clang clang clang!"
A barrier formed from Spiritual Energy isolated the surrounding earth fire and lava, as Su Changkong hammered away, reshaping the form of the Flame Prison Blade and inserting a Blood Divine Seed through repeated hammering, integrating it into the blade.
Upon the insertion of a Blood Divine Seed, the body of the Flame Prison Blade was entwined with strands of blood-colored patterns.
Then Su Changkong added the second seed, fusing it with the Flame Prison Blade into a single entity.
However, clearly, as the Flame Prison Blade accepted the second Blood Divine Seed, the two seeds formed a somewhat antagonistic relationship with each other, threatening to shatter the blade that bore them!
"Crack!"
And when Su Changkong inserted the third Blood Divine Seed, the Flame Prison Blade couldn’t bear it and shattered.
"What I need to do is to achieve a relatively stable balance between these five Blood Divine Seeds," Su Changkong thought to himself, undiscouraged, he began forging anew.
"Clang clang clang!"
The dull sound of the hammer against metal echoed continuously at the base of the volcano.
Every time Su Changkong attempted to insert and merge more than three Blood Divine Seeds, the power that burst forth from them would destroy the blade.
With each attempt, Su Changkong gradually gained insight: "Maybe following the rule of Five Qi Circulation, arranging these five Blood Divine Seeds according to Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, forming a cycle."
The Five Elements engendered and restrained one another, forming a cycle. The Blood Divine Seeds were inherently chaotic, and they conflicted with each other, but it should still be possible to bring them to a relatively stable state!
Forging a weapon with one Blood Divine Seed had limited power, but forging a weapon with five Blood Divine Seeds would be a force to reckon with—not quite a Divine Artifact, but certainly not comparable to ordinary weapons!
Su Changkong immediately began a new trial, placing all of the Blood Divine Seeds into the Spiritual Energy Forging Furnace and commenced another round of forging.
With each attempt and failure, Su Changkong tirelessly tried repeatedly to balance the five Blood Divine Seeds according to the Five Qi Circulation.
"Boom boom boom!"
The five Blood Divine Seeds instinctively resisted, releasing a violent force that made the entire volcano tremble, with magma rolling so violently that anyone too close would be pulverized by the impact.
Fiery determination crossed Su Changkong’s face, "Do these mere Blood Divine Seeds think they can defy me?"
"Clang clang clang!"
Su Changkong, with his powerful physique nearly that of a Martial Saint, wielded the gigantic forging hammer, and every strike seemed like the hammer of a Heavenly God crashing down on the blade, emitting a massive, clear roar, dissipating the chaotic power spilling from the five Blood Divine Seeds.
"Is this... an earthquake?"
Nangong Ming and the others stood dumbfounded, as they felt the ground beneath them tremble.
Not far from the volcanic crater, flames surged and rolled like a tsunami—like a volcanic eruption.
But this was no natural phenomenon; it was man-made!
"Is that Su Tailai? How advanced is he that he can forge a weapon at the bottom of a volcano, and his every move carries a divine might? Could he have become a Five-Qi Grandmaster?" Nangong Ming and his company swallowed hard, understanding that all this was caused by Su Changkong.
"Everybody, back away!" Nangong Ming even ordered the others to stay further from the crater, lest they be caught up in the fallout and meet a terrible fate!
A few Innate Martial Artists from Divine Weapon Villa watched from a distance.
"Clang clang clang!"
The sound of the hammer forging metal was ceaseless; every time it struck, the entire volcano shook, turning the whole mountain into Su Changkong’s Forging Furnace.
