The long saber t the heavenly lightning, its dazzling radiance making it impossible to look at directly. This didn’t last long before a world-shaking roar erupted, instantly dispersing the heavenly lightning. The heavenly lightning dissipated, and the dark clouds vanished without a trace. Ultimately, the long saber fell from mid-air, easily embedding itself deep into the bluestone slab ground. On the portion of the blade exposed to the air, patterns like thunderbolts erged, and its originally jet-black color transford into a pure silver-white.
"All of you, disperse!" Gongye Heng suppressed the excitent in his heart and, looking at the surrounding onlookers, commanded in a deep voice. Though reluctant, the crowd quietly retreated upon hearing his words. Shen Changqing felt a faint, almost imperceptible connection to the long saber and turned to look at Gongye Heng.
"Master, is the Divine Weapon officially forged?"
"There’s one last step."
"The last step?"
"Although the Divine Weapon is ford, it still lacks a hilt. Elder Shen, please wait a mont."
Gongye Heng retrieved so items he had prepared beforehand and walked towards the long saber. Seeing this, Shen Changqing remained still.
「——」
Once it had passed the Heavenly Tribulation, the rest of the process was much simpler. Gongye Heng successfully completed forging the Divine Weapon in just under an hour.
However, he didn’t pull out the long saber himself. Instead, he took a step back. "Spirit Arms all have their own masters. If anyone else tries to wield one without permission, they will only suffer a backlash from the Divine Weapon. During the forging of this Spirit Arm, Elder Shen, you infused your Essence Blood into it. Therefore, you are its master."
Hearing Gongye Heng’s words, Shen Changqing understood and stepped forward. The mont his broad palm grasped the hilt, a familiar sensation surged through him. It felt as if he were suddenly reunited with a dear friend he hadn’t seen in many years. Without exerting much force, he easily drew the long saber.
The saber’s blade was entirely silver-white, engraved with patterns resembling lightning. At its center, nurous interwoven lines ford the image of a Red Phosphorus Fierce Beast.
"A splendid saber!" Shen Changqing exclaid, nodding in satisfaction as he looked at the weapon in his hand.
Even without testing its power, he could feel a surging force emanating from it just by holding the hilt. This power, though far less than his own, was comparable to that of a Grandmaster among ordinary Martial Artists.
Gongye Heng said, "This saber was forged from extraordinary materials and infused with Elder Shen’s Essence Blood. Having successfully passed the Heavenly Tribulation to co into being, its quality can be considered Superior Grade among Spirit Arms. Especially since the Divine Weapon is Spirit-Communicative, it can exert trendous power even without a master controlling it. In my opinion, it is powerful enough to rival a Grandmaster Realm expert."
Upon hearing this, Gongye Yue’s face filled with shock.
A saber comparable to a Grandmaster Realm expert? That was too astonishing! An ordinary person would need years of arduous cultivation to reach that realm. And now, a re Divine Weapon was on par with a Martial Artist who had trained arduously for many years. How could it not be shocking? Still, after so thought, he found it acceptable. After all, the saber’s primary material was the horn of a Red Phosphorus Fierce Beast, which was itself a powerful Fierce Beast close to the Grandmaster Peak. Furthermore, the saber had also absorbed the power of Shen Changqing’s Essence Blood. Gongye Yue hadn’t forgotten the staggering might unleashed when the Essence Blood first appeared; it was truly heart-stopping.
At this mont, Gongye Heng spoke again, "A Divine Weapon should have a na upon its creation. Elder Shen, you may na it."
"Na it?" Shen Changqing murmured, looking at the long saber in his hand, his eyes flickering.
After a long mont, he said slowly, "It was born amidst descending heavenly lightning. Let’s call it Sky Strike!"
Sky Strike!
As his voice fell, the long saber trembled lightly, emitting a pleasant Blade’s Hum that also sounded like the roar of a Fierce Beast. Imdiately afterward, under the watchful eyes of the three n, the lightning-like patterns on the saber twisted slightly and then converged to form two characters which read: Sky Strike.
"Excellent!" Seeing this, Shen Changqing was even more delighted. The power of this Spirit Arm far exceeded his expectations.
Gongye Heng said, "Sky Strike is indeed a fine na. This saber is now a Superior Grade Spirit Arm, so an ordinary sheath would not befit its status. I happen to possess a sheath that I acquired so ti ago. Allow to present it to Elder Shen!"
With that, he turned and walked inside. A mont later, Gongye Heng re-erged, holding a black sheath. The sheath was pitch-black, looking as if it were carved from stone.
"This sheath is forged from black stone. It can nurture a Divine Weapon’s power and is extrely resilient, impervious to damage from ordinary Divine Weapons. It’s perfectly suited for housing a Spirit Arm."
"Then, many thanks, Master!" Shen Changqing did not refuse.
He had his own sheath, but just as Gongye Heng said, an ordinary one couldn’t possibly contain a Spirit Arm. Spirit Arms were exceptionally sharp; a common sheath would likely be sliced through upon re contact.
The long saber slid into the sheath, a perfect fit.
Seeing this, Gongye Heng remarked, "To forge Sky Strike, quite a bit of the two Red Phosphorus horns still remains..."
"The remainder, as per our original agreent, naturally belongs to you, Master," Shen Changqing stated promptly. He had no intention of asking for the Red Phosphorus horns back; they had made an agreent beforehand. Moreover, he was very satisfied with the completed Sky Strike.
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