Buzz!
The invisible field of qi and blood burst forth, resembling a prison of heaven and earth, instantly confining the violent golden electric python in mid-air.
No matter how it struggled and roared, unleashing thousands of tearing electric snakes, it couldn’t stir that confinent in the slightest.
"Refine!"
Xu Ping did not delay, opened his mouth and spit.
A fist-sized ball of Nascent Soul True Fla, radiating a terrifying temperature that seed capable of burning mountains and boiling seas, slowly flew out from his mouth.
The Nascent Soul True Fla grew with the wind, transforming into a raging blue fla instantaneously, completely enveloping the confined pale golden Thunder Spirit.
Sizzle——
Roar!!!
A piercing shriek, inhumanly anguished, ca from within the flas.
The Thunder Spirit thrashed and twisted frantically in the True Fla, releasing more violent thunder to resist.
However, under the Nascent Soul True Fla, it was futile.
Xu Ping’s expression was solemn as he sat in a ditation posture, moving his hands in intricate spells, continuously injecting pure mana and divine sense into the Nascent Soul True Fla, firmly controlling the intensity.
He needed to burn away its violent spirit and rebellious will while carefully preserving its most essential thunder essence without wasting a bit.
...
Half a year.
An entire half-year passed in the day-to-day burning, refining, and purifying.
The Thunder Spirit’s shrill cries grew ever weaker, and its resisting thunder beca increasingly sparse.
Finally, when the last trace of the Thunder Spirit’s violent will was completely burned away by the True Fla.
The pale golden lightning finally stopped struggling, transforming into an extraordinarily pure liquid thunder essence, filled with terrifying energy.
Like the lted golden liquid of the sun, it quietly hovered within the blue fla.
"The first step is done!"
A trace of uncontrollable joy flashed in Xu Ping’s eyes, yet his face appeared slightly pale.
A year of intense refining was a considerable drain on him.
He absorbed back the Nascent Soul True Fla that had consud considerably, into his body.
Then, with a point of his finger, a restrictive rune flew out, securely sealing the liquid thunder essence.
Afterward, he did not imdiately proceed to the next step, instead, he once again sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to regulate his breath and recovery with the "Ten Thousand Woods Evergreen Scripture."
It took a full month to restore himself to peak condition.
Next cos the true highlight—the fusion of spirit into the sword.
Xu Ping’s expression was solemn as he focused his mind.
Zheng——
A clear, lodious sword cry emanated throughout the sealed chamber, seemingly able to cleanse divine souls.
A sword light, lustrously green, with restrained brilliance, flew out of his mouth and hovered before him.
It was his destined Spirit Treasure—the Canghua Divine Wood Sword.
At this mont, the divine sword had an ancient appearance, with its body flowing a gentle green light, full of life, yet deep within its blade, there was a hidden palpitation of a longing for transformation.
Xu Ping steadied his mind, forming complex and profound artifact refining techniques with his hands.
Every spell invoked the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, transforming into runes that flickered with Dao rhythm, rging into the liquid thunder essence and the Canghua Divine Wood Sword.
"Go!"
With a flick of his fingers, the liquid thunder essence, exuding an aura of destruction and vitality, moved as if drawn by an invisible force, slowly drifted toward the Canghua Divine Wood Sword.
Hiss——
The mont the thunder essence touched the sword body, an anomaly erupted.
The violent thunder power and pure wood-based vitality did not imdiately rge, but instead, sothing akin to the encounter of water and fire, erupted into fierce conflict.
The green sword body was instantly covered with countless leaping golden electric snakes, emitting piercing "crackling" explosive sounds.
The Canghua Divine Wood Sword trembled violently, its light flickering unpredictably, sotis dim, sotis bursting with dazzlingly strong light, as if it might shatter at any mont!
This was the most dangerous mont; if unable to reconcile these two forces, the destined Spirit Treasure would surely collapse.
The backlash could possibly injure Xu Ping.
But he had long prepared for this.
Beads of sweat seeped from Xu Ping’s forehead, yet his gaze flashed with azure light.
He operated his cultivation technique with full power; the vast mana and divine sense, edited like the most precise scalpel, cautiously guided and harmonized the two inherently different elental forces.
The vitality of the wood transford into pliable vines, wrapping and channeling the violent thunder.
The thunder power, like a forging hamr, within the embrace of vitality, repeatedly quenched and hamred the depths of the sword body.
This was an extrely slow, incomparably perilous process.
A slight mistake would cause all efforts to be wasted, potentially resulting in sword destruction and personal harm.
...
Another year passed.
In the sealed chamber, the sword cries and thunder shrieks had long vanished, replaced by an odd humming as if heaven and earth were breathing.
Xu Ping’s ditative figure was like an eternal statue, only the ceaseless complex spells entering the sword body testified to the passage of ti.
Finally!
Buzz—Cry!
A sword cry piercing through the nine celestial skies suddenly erupted from the Canghua Divine Wood Sword.
On the sword body, the distinct green divine light and pale golden lightning had now completely rged.
Forming a deep, mystical green-golden hue.
The sword body beca more elongated and smooth, with ancient wooden grain textures naturally producing nurous intricate and mysterious thunder Dao patterns.
An indescribable blade sharpness, vitality, and aura of destruction, like a sleeping primordial beast, slowly awakened.
"It’s done!!"
Xu Ping slowly withdrew the spells, gazing at the sword with concealed brilliance yet imnse power; his eyes finally showed relieved fatigue, and...uncontrollable fervent anticipation.
The Canghua Divine Wood Sword, after two years of arduous work, absorbing a thunder spirit essence of heaven and earth, reached the pinnacle of Spirit Treasure limit.
Only the last step remained before achieving the legendary Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure realm.
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