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The night passed quickly before the sun broke through the sky again. "In two more days," he gurgled as he sorted out his body. It's been a long time since he spent the last night outside, and the cold made his body stiff.

Once again he sat down and began to inject his flame into the spiritual energy through his body, neither too fast nor too slow. He managed to determine the speed perfectly yesterday, but despite this, the pattern was not easy to form. He failed more than he could.

As the ground in the park vibrates again and again, you can hear the roar after prosperity. Every time Yan Xiaobao will spit out a mouthful of blood and then wipe his mouth with a stubborn expression.

Sometimes he would sit down and meditate, then take medicine, waiting for internal medicine to heal his internal injuries. Then he would return to practice the sacred sun flame again.

Sitting still, his handsome face frowns, and small beads of sweat slowly flowed down his chin, as the young man felt the strong energy waves. They were small ripples at first, but now they were huge heat waves rolling out of the cultivator.

The heat wave slowly changes. Now they no longer roll outwards, but gather upwards and rotate in a circle. When it gathers, it causes a small sun to appear. At first, it is small, but the huge heat wave of the sun increases its intensity until it is amazing around it.

The collected energy stopped increasing the size of the mini sun, and instead, the ripples flowed outward like small fire. Everything they clashed into ashes. As the fire pulses exceeded the distance Yan Xiaobao expected, some huge trees were reduced to zero.

The sun did not last long, and before the sun exploded, only three or four ripples exploded from it. This explosion blinded Yan Xiaobao's eyes and louder than Yan Xiaobao heard before the explosion. All the lights turned white, and after the prosperity, there seemed to be no sound. He was in a world of his own; a world full of white light and no sound.

The sound that slowly disappeared returned like light. Looking back at himself, Yan Xiaobao was staring at agape. He stood in a huge crater, at least twenty meters on both sides. In this crater, the ash was evident here and there, obviously the remnants of trees and other things that had already blocked them.

When Yan Xiaobao looked at the surroundings, he heard the noisy sound from the side of the mansion. He turned around to see what was happening on his way. The servants, maids, guards, and even Xu Biao and Deng Wu rushed towards him. The alarm and weapons on their faces were in hand.

Looking at the disaster around Yan Xiaobao, they all stopped and stared at the inability to guess what the cause of this destruction was. A smile appeared on the young man's face. This was the first time he had successfully created the sacred Solarflare spiritual art, and he knew it might become stronger. The power could already resist weak Wuwei attacks, and if he managed to perfect his use of the skill, it should be able to fight against medium Wuwei skills.

The three days were vague. Although Yan Xiaobao managed to perfectly form a sacred sun flame sun, the next one was not that good. Some of them exploded before they were created, while others just failed and caused HuiYue to suffer considerable torture. Most of them just dissipated in the air.

At first, it was quite difficult, with only one-tenth of the attempt succeeding, but over time he almost managed to perfect his skill. After three days of practice, every once in a while he would try to use this skill, which would be perfect, and another time it would summon a smaller sun, although the danger wasn't as powerful as the perfect version's ability.

It was early morning, and Yan Xiaobao had just absorbed the yin energy from the cold light of the moonlight, and then he stood up and his expression became serious. After leaving the mansion, he quickly walked towards the blacksmith shop and was excited about what was about to happen.

As soon as he arrived, he was surprised to see that the door was open. When he entered, he found that CouLing and the young man were waiting for him. The woman's face was obviously full of hesitation, and there was an indescribable fear lingering in her heart.

"It took you long enough to get there," she complained, picking up some storage stones from the counter and pointing at Yan Xiaobao out the door and pointing at him to follow.

The young man didn't ask her and followed immediately. He had many questions, but seeing the discomfort shown by the woman, he decided not to ask. He was sure that she would tell him if he needed to know.

Before they reached the East Gate, the three of them walked through the city together. Although it was early morning to see many caravans and carriages, not to mention the constant flow of merchants, citizens and adventurers. A group of mercenaries joined forces to undertake anything from escort missions to traveling to nearby mountains in search of beasts and herbs.

Looking around, Yan Xiaobao enjoyed the bustling atmosphere, but when she accelerated and started running past the place where everyone gathered, CouLing was completely uninterested in them. Behind her, Yan Xiaobao couldn't understand where they were going.

The three of them had been running for most of the early days. Before they finally arrived at a desolate place, they passed through many villages, farms and forests. The place was filled with rocks and barely any plants were seen.

When they reached this desolate place, CouLing stopped and began to walk at a slow speed. From time to time she would pick up a stone and look at it, and then put it in the place she took it away. Obviously, she was looking for something specific, and although Yan Xiaobao was very curious, he looked at the woman with all his focus.

After passing through this place, the woman finally started to speed up. After fifteen minutes of looking at one stone after another, they finally arrived at a small stone altar. The altar was black, but the runes on the top seemed to be carved on the rough stone. The runes were completely meaningless to Yan Xiaobao.

"Okay, tell me if you have changed your mind," CouLing sighed as she picked up the storage stone and took out a silver hammer with runes. Yan Xiaobao put the hammer on the ground and felt the vibration pass through the earth. The hammer was obviously a few tons, not as light as a woman seemed.

"Eng is not just a simple and easy method of forging. As the word says, we need your blood, but your blood alone is not enough," she sighed deeply when she showed a long scar on her arm. "You need to inject your blood into the metal affinity deep in your body. The more metal you have on you, the metal flame in your middle dantian can enter the blood, and the blood forging will be better. " "Is this necessarily my blood?" Yan Xiaobao asked curiously at the blacksmith in front of him, but she nodded seriously. "Try to pick up my hammer over there," she said, and as she pointed at the hammer and shrugged, Yan Xiaobao walked towards it, only to find that no matter what he did, he could not move it to an inch.

"This weapon will only follow the orders of its owner. The person who feeds the blood will be the only one who can command it. Unfortunately, with such a weapon, people will have to feed it blood often. The metal it ends up creating is called the blood of Nine Heavens. Some weapons need to be fueled and cared for, and these weapons and tools need to be consumed. You can choose to feed it with your blood or someone else, but to be honest, it is not a good idea to kill suddenly because you live in the center of a city.

Considering what the woman was saying, Yan Xiaobao could only nod. Killing people in the city was not a good idea, and he had already sprinkled a lot of blood, so as long as the sword recovered, he was willing to do almost anything.

Seeing the determination in Yan Xiaobao's eyes, Kou Ling couldn't help but sigh. "This is by no means an easy task," she warned again, and she took out a small circle that seemed to be made of silver from her storage stone.

"You need to stick with it. It will draw lightning to you. But let me warn you that when I forged my hammer, I stayed here for three months. During this time, I had to forged nine times. I couldn't use more than one lightning at a time, and even so, I was almost dead. If I hadn't had a good friend and I had someone to take care of me until my body stabilized again, I would have died long ago."

"Don't think you can handle all the lightning easily at once. We need to try at least a few times," the lady's eyes were uncertain. Although she knew that forging was not enough, she couldn't guess how much the young man could tolerate.

"I understand," Yan Xiaobao nodded at the blacksmith in front of him. She nodded and walked towards the altar, "Put the sword here. This altar will become my anvil."

After receiving the first order, Yan Xiaobao immediately took the sword out of the storage stone, as he was told, and placed it on the altar. Looking forward to looking at the woman in front of him, he saw the reluctance to become stronger and stronger, but although she obviously did not want to do so, she continued to move forward.

"In your middle dantian, the metal flame will circle over the sea of ​​spiritual energy," she said, guiding Yan Xiaobao, the young man nodded. "Take a little bit of this flame and push it into your blood."

Yan Xiaobao closed his eyes and entered his middle dantian, but thought of a small piece of flame that separates them from the huge flame. Through his meridians, Yan Xiaobao guides it towards the Chong meridian, which is the meridian that allows Qi, spiritual energy and Wuwei to enter the body. This is also where it can enter the body from the meridians. Whenever he strengthens his internal organs and bones, he will also use this meridian.

When he first opened the Chong meridian meridian, Yan Xiaobao had to manually push the energy through the meridians into his body, but the stronger he was, the more volume he could immediately absorb. When the energy passes through the meridian energy, they would automatically leave the meridian and strengthen the body.

It was this meridian that Yan Xiaobao now pushed the small flame of metal, and then it entered his blood. He took out black blood from the bag, his arms grew a little, and the blood injected by the metal began to drip on the stone altar.

Once the blood comes into contact with the altar, a rumble will be heard, and a tremor will be made during the earthquake. The previously clear sky suddenly became darker. Looking up, Yan Xiaobao saw a cloud that had nowhere to appear.

"We need to hurry up," Ke Ling said, grabbing her hammer and broken sword. She placed it on the altar, grabbed Yan Xiaobao's arm, and let the blood drop on the top of the sword. Although nothing seemed to change with the sword, the altar began to shine with a brilliant light. After a while, the stone became transparent and the heat began to flow outward.

Yan Xiaobao said nothing, instead, his eyes kept looking at the clouds above him. "That's this. Lightning will come soon. Use all your inner energy to protect yourself and make sure if you are going to cause too much damage, throw away a small piece of metal and hit the nearest position like lightning. That will be those big rocks," she said, as she pointed at two boulders located twenty meters away.

Yan Xiaobao nodded as he looked at the sky. He gritted his teeth and accepted the metal. He entered his lower dantian again and activated the core of the beast, allowing the red energy to roll outwards and surround his energy. Yan Xiaobao hopes to complete the forging as soon as possible, because all this depends on how much lightning he can control, he is willing to use all the energy in his body to resist the lightning.

As blood kept flowing out of his arms, Yan Xiaobao suddenly heard the biggest thunder he had heard before. Soon after, his entire body was shrouded in powerful force, and everything turned black in front of his ice blue eyes.

The darkness didn't last long, as it was immediately replaced by painful pain. Lightning struck his entire body and shattered some bones from the powerful pressure of the blow. The red mist that protected him completely dissipated. Blood spurted out of his mouth.

Obviously, Yan Xiaobao underestimated the lightning. Now all the remaining fog energy in his body was submerged beside him, just in time for the second lightning to hit him. This time, his whole body was shaken, and even more blood was sprayed out of his mouth, but his bones were not physically damaged. Although his face was pale, he was happy that the fact that he survived two lightning in a row.

Knowing that he was only a few seconds before the next bolt appeared, he pushed out his golden martial arts and covered it on himself. This helped protect him from the next lightning.

Although Yan Xiaobao was struggling with lightning, CouLing was surprised when she saw how he managed bolts one by one. Although he was obviously seriously injured, he still had to stick with it.

Shaking his head, the blacksmith no longer paid attention to Yan Xiaobao, but looked at the sword on the altar. She put the sword under the blood dripping from Yan Xiaobao's arm. His blood turned silver, and the sword greedily absorbed drop after drop.

CouLing looked at the sword as it greedily absorbed drops and drops of silver blood. She placed the sword under the flowing blood for two seconds, then took it off, picked up the hammer, and began hammering it, as if the blood was fire and the stone was her anvil.

Bang bang bang! When the hammer landed on the sword and sweat flowed down the woman's forehead, the sound of sound came. Drop by drop onto the altar, causing it to hiss. The hot steam drifted upwards, and although this steam made it harder for her to see what she was doing, she did not give up.

Under Yueyue's arm, the sword drank more and more blood again. The color of the blood became silverer. At present, it shone in the strong light, and a small current could be seen inside.

At this point, Yan Xiaobao had already resisted three of the nine lightning bolts, but when he was ready for the fourth lightning, Yan Xiaobao had to grit his teeth. His martial power had been exhausted, and his energy and spiritual energy were discharged together with the wild beast core, and the wild beast core no longer had any power.
Chapter completed!