Chapter 2369: The Strength of the Weapon Forger
Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, three months had gone by since Lin Feng and the Weapon Forger began forging swords together.
On this day, Lin Feng sat cross-legged on the ground. Above his head, a sword hovered, continuously emitting a humming sound. Lin Feng's Dominating power frantically seeped into it, controlling the sword.
"Whoosh..." At that moment, Lin Feng let out a long breath, opened his eyes, and a hint of a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
"How does it feel?" Beside him, the Weapon Forger opened his eyes and asked Lin Feng.
Lin Feng nodded and said to the Weapon Forger, "I feel like I can already control the power within it. However, I can only use my own strength to control one fused willpower at a time."
"Not bad. When your strength grows in the future, you'll be able to incorporate other wills into it, making the sword's might increasingly powerful. Moreover, this sword now is probably only something you can control at will," the Weapon Forger said. Lin Feng smiled. Now, this sword was just like the Celestial Fate Sword of the past.
Back when he had refined the Celestial Fate Sword, he had been perfectly attuned to it. Now, as he refined this sword, it was actually quite similar. At present, this sword contained five different powers fused from various wills, much like the Essences the Celestial Fate Sword had once held. However, Lin Feng's Dominating power was not yet strong enough; he could only unleash the power of one fused will at a time. Of course, there were still many wills within the sword that Lin Feng had not yet controlled. He would later integrate them into these five powers as well, helping the sword evolve.
The five fused powers were as follows: the intent symbolizing speed—extreme speed, fused from his various Dominating powers, the Weapon Forger's insights, and the original speed-related wills within the sword; the intent symbolizing heavy attack—an immensely heavy, direct, and powerful brutal strike, with only extreme weight, one blow carrying the force of ten million jun, shattering everything; the intent symbolizing soul attack; the intent symbolizing illusion; and the terrifying intent symbolizing devouring.
One sword was equivalent to five swords, five Sacred King Weapons, gathering all wills into these five powers. This was a decision made and created jointly by Lin Feng and the Weapon Forger.
Symbolizing extreme speed, symbolizing extreme force, symbolizing extreme soul attack, symbolizing extreme illusion, and symbolizing extreme devouring.
"Senior, please name this sword," Lin Feng said, looking at the Weapon Forger. In forging this Sacred King Weapon, he had only been an assistant. By chance, he had become its master, but it was the Weapon Forger who had imbued all the power within the sword.
"Imperial Relinquishment and Kasyapa have long been renowned. Although this sword is not yet as powerful as Imperial Relinquishment or Kasyapa, I hope the future of this evolving sword will surpass them. Since your power is Dominance, let this sword also be Dominance," the Weapon Forger said calmly.
Lin Feng nodded slightly. With a thought, the sword was recalled into his hand.
"Dominance, I hope you can fulfill the senior's expectations of you," Lin Feng murmured. The sword was named Dominance, with five supreme powers. Although the might of the Dominance Sword might not yet match that of the Great Desolate Demon Halberd, it was absolutely more suited to Lin Feng than the Great Desolate Demon Halberd. Because it was forged from his Dominating power, only he could control this sword at will.
"With your talent and the power of this sword itself, there's absolutely no problem," the Weapon Forger said to Lin Feng. "Alright, the sword is forged. It's time to leave. Go ahead."
"Thank you, Senior. The sword is Dominance; it will never disgrace your reputation," Lin Feng said, bowing slightly to the Weapon Forger. Then, his figure flickered, and he left the area.
The crowd outside had not yet dispersed. When they saw Lin Feng walk out, their expressions froze slightly. He had come out, and it seemed the Weapon Forger had even forged a scabbard for Lin Feng, which he carried on his back, with not a trace of aura leaking out.
Lin Feng had entered without a sword, and after coming out, there was an extra sword on his back. Clearly, this sword had been forged by the Weapon Forger and had been given to Lin Feng for his use.
"That guy is really lucky. The sword forged by the Weapon Forger has actually become his," someone thought to himself. As for the people from the Divine Palaces, their auras were cold. Especially Wuming, whose eyes suddenly flashed with killing intent, surging toward Lin Feng like rolling waves.
Lin Feng's expression stiffened, and he coldly looked toward the crowd. These people from the Divine Palaces still didn't intend to let him go, determined to kill him without delay.
The Array Forger, Gu Zhu, and Tian Ruojian had not left either. At that moment, sensing the killing intent from the Divine Palace experts, Tian Ruojian snorted coldly and said, "The Divine Palaces truly have no self-respect."
"Today, Lin Feng must die," a voice said indifferently. It was a Great Accomplishment Saint King from the Flame Temple. He took a step forward, and Lin Feng immediately felt a terrifying pressure of flame will enveloping his body.
"Here, no one can touch him!" Tian Ruojian released his sword might again, extremely terrifying. However, figures flickered all around, gradually surrounding Lin Feng. The auras emanating from these people were all incredibly fearsome—very formidable individuals. Clearly, this time, it was no longer just the experts from one Divine Palace preparing to act.
"How dare you!" the Array Forger said coldly, scolding them as he swept his gaze over the surrounding crowd.
The Divine Palaces had always been lofty and arrogant, looking down on everything. The Array Forger, as a disciple of the Divine Forger, held an exalted status in the Nine Heavens Celestial Court. Neither side would easily yield to the other; each had its own stance. Lin Feng was likely a Taboo person, so the Divine Palaces were determined to kill him. But Lin Feng was considered a guest of the Weapon Forger. Here, the Array Forger and the others clearly did not want to see Lin Feng fall in this place. If that happened, where would he and his senior brother's face be? Especially his senior brother, the Weapon Forger, who had just forged a Sacred King Weapon for Lin Feng.
"The Divine Palaces are being too arrogant," another voice rang out. Not far away, a person draped in a dragon robe said coldly, causing the experts of the Divine Palaces to pause. Why were the Dragon Clan members also getting involved here?
"Anyone who blocks us here is an enemy of the Divine Palaces," Wuming said coldly, his killing intent growing heavier. He took a step toward Lin Feng, and Lin Feng immediately felt the terrifying spatial power land on him again.
But at that moment, the sky roared and rumbled. Suddenly, an extremely terrifying pressure descended from the heavens, as if it were the might of the Heavenly Dao, unimaginably powerful.
"Who?" Wuming suddenly looked up, his gaze sharp. Terrifying spatial power surged upward like rolling waves, and a fearsome golden radiance seemed about to tear the sky apart, incredibly fierce.
"It seems you have no regard for this old man at all," a voice echoed. Then, a massive illusory figure appeared in the sky.
"The Weapon Forger?" Wuming's pupils contracted, his expression shocked. Such terrifying pressure. In the sky, the Weapon Forger seemed to have incarnated as the Heavenly Dao. He himself was the Heavenly Dao, giving off an extremely powerful and fearsome feeling.
"Last time, Heaven did not kill you. But since you seek death, I will grant it," the Weapon Forger said coldly. Then, his body suddenly descended toward the ground. At that moment, Wuming erupted with terrifying spatial power. But at the same time, a spatial force representing the Heavenly Dao enveloped his body, making him feel stiff all over, as if he could not move at all.
"The power of the Heavenly Dao representing spatial force. How terrifying," the crowd thought, their expressions shaken. The Weapon Forger was incredibly strong. He was actually using the power Wuming excelled in to deal with him. His strength was too terrifying.
Wuming struggled frantically, but at that moment, the space seemed to be completely frozen. A Heavenly Dao palm print reached down from the sky. With a thunderous explosion, the crowd saw Wuming's despairing face gradually disappear, turning into countless golden spatial specks of light.
"Wuming!" The expressions of the crowd froze completely. The powerful Wuming had fallen?
One strike, killed by the Weapon Forger?
Just now, they had felt the space freeze. That power representing the Heavenly Dao was too terrifying. The Weapon Forger's strength was incredibly formidable.
"Anyone who dares to act recklessly here will be killed!" the Weapon Forger said coldly, sweeping his gaze over the crowd, causing everyone's hearts to tremble. The Weapon Forger had been silent all along, and no one knew that his power was so terrifying. At this moment, the entire space was utterly silent.