Chapter 702 — All the Worthies Assemble
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
. " He was so elated he could scarcely contain himself. He quickly brought out all the Buddha-Essence Crimson Chromium and the Tianyin Gold, melted the divine metals together, and forged them into a great ball some four hundred zhang high. Shen Mu waited for the great ball of divine metal to cool, then tried to shoulder it, only to find he could not budge it in the least — truly an ant trying to shake a tree.
Yan Jingjing stepped forward and likewise could not move it a fraction. The two of them looked at each other. Shen Mu's face reddened slightly. Yan Jingjing helped him control the Xuandu heavenly fire and cut a piece from the ball. "Can you lift this piece?
" she asked. Shen Mu tried. Blushing, he said, "Still too heavy.
" Yan Jingjing controlled the heavenly fire and cut off another piece. Shen Mu lifted this piece of divine metal, though still with some effort, and smiled.
"This will do for now.
When my cultivation rises and my body grows stronger, wielding it will no longer be such a strain. " Yan Jingjing helped him smelt this piece of divine metal into a ball, about as tall as a small hill.
Shen Mu roused his ten-zhang primal spirit to hammer and temper it, channeling his own art into runes that he drove into it without cease, using the rune imprints as hammers to forge the primal weapon.
His primal spirit tempered it for a day and a night, yet the ball of divine metal showed not the slightest sign of being refined down. Shen Mu too flew circling around the ball, and together with his primal spirit he kept imprinting it with all manner of arts and divine powers. Only after two or three days did the ball show some slight decrease.
"Brother Cowherd, shall we not go back to forging them one by one? " Yan Jingjing could not help saying. "Refining it this way is actually more time-consuming and laborious. " Shen Mu shook his head.
"To forge eight thousand swords, I would need to mobilize the Supervisory Foundry to smelt them, if they were to be finished in a short time.
Relying on myself alone would actually be more laborious and time-consuming. Besides, the Jingping Supervisory Foundry was designed by me, and smelting divine metal in it is still rather a strain. " Even as he spoke, the voice of the Woodcutter Sage came.
"I have redesigned the Supervisory Foundry.
Smelting divine metal is no strain now.
" Shen Mu looked toward the voice and saw the Woodcutter Sage, the Imperial Preceptor of Jingping, the First Ancestor Human Emperor, and Xu Shenghua emerging from the Taihuang Heaven Tunnel. Behind them, shadows shifted; darkness cloaked and moved. The King of Hell wore a cloak of darkness that shrouded his whole person in gloom. The First Ancestor Human Emperor raised his head and gazed up at this sword core more than thirty zhang tall, somewhat dumbstruck.
He shook his head. "Who ever refines a sword core like this?
Far too reckless. Do you not already have a sword core of your own? " "It was smashed by someone.
" Shen Mu smiled.
"Teacher, I have found the source of the darkness. " Everyone was badly shaken. Even the Woodcutter Sage's expression changed drastically, and he blurted out, "You found the Tianyin Realm?
You have seen Lady Tianyin?
" "The reason I asked you all to come this time is to resolve the ultimate problem of the Tianyin Realm and Lady Tianyin.
" Shen Mu took out the skin of the Kaihuang Divine Man and spread the divine being out. "Teacher, you still recognize him, do you not?
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