Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Xiao Chen peered through the flames, looking past them. What he focused on more was the sword blade giving off scarlet light.
The sword blade looked alive as it pulsated with a scarlet light that looked like blood flowing in the veins, giving the impression that the sword was alive rather than an inanimate object.
Xiao Chen could not help thinking about the previous owner of this sword, the Blood Sword Sovereign, the legendary Martial Emperor who was even more illustrious than the Thunder Fire Sovereign in the Black Sea.
The ritual had already begun. Many swordsmiths with bared torsos and grave expressions gathered around the large formation. Clumps of golden flame danced around in all of their hands.
These were the flames that these grandmaster forgers had nurtured throughout their lives, extremely precious flames that were used specially to forge Spirit Weapons.
At Fei Lengyi’s command, every swordsmith formed profound hand seals and sent in their flames into the nodes of the formation.
In that instant, the colorful luminous formation, made of all sorts of divine materials and built on a foundation of Black Patterned Gold, quickly took flame, accompanied by a lot of crackling noise.
Given the divine materials’ toughness, only such flames could ignite them. Several of the quasi-Emperors watching could not help feeling a pang in their hearts.
The light from the flames looked very pleasing to the eye. However, the things burning up were not waste paper but divine materials worth a humongous amount of Black Astral Coins, equivalent to the wealth of an ordinary Martial Emperor.
Even Xiao Chen felt heartache for this Manor Lord. Even he did not have the courage to watch with an unflinching expression as these divine materials burned.
As the flames raged, the divine materials melted into a crystalline liquid that flowed around in the formation, following a path laid out long ago, surging towards the flaming altar in the middle.
Expressions of anxiety showed clearly on the grandmaster swordsmiths. They did not dare to be
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