C7 (1/2)

Inside the artifact forging room, Ye Zhen held his breath and focused as he sat cross-legged.

He was like a stubborn piece of iron that had been continuously refined and refined under the high temperature of the fire, becoming increasingly pure.

In front of him, several dozen pieces of low-quality magic tools were melted by the high temperature. Strands of pure spirit energy entered his body.

Right now, he was like a true refiner. His own body was the magical equipment he was currently refining, and the spirituality from those fragments had been injected into his body, currently altering his skin, flesh, and bones.

The spiritual energy in his aura sea became denser and denser, just like a tornado, growing bigger and fiercer.

Very quickly, a feeling of fullness came from within his body. He felt that he was getting closer and closer to the 5th level of Qi Refining.

At this moment, Ye Zhen took out the three pieces of mid-grade magic tools. These three pieces contained quite a bit of spiritual power, at least ten times more than the low-grade magic tools.

Once refined, his strength would greatly increase, and his physical body also had an extremely high chance of transforming into a true magical treasure's body.

If he was lucky, he would even be able to comprehend one or two magical equipment skills from these fragments. They were like green bamboo flames, transforming into his own spells.

However, it was much more difficult for Ye Zhen to refine a fragment of a mid-grade magic tool.

As he circulated the Qi Method, the rich spiritual energy was like sharp blades that pierced through his body. Within the span of a breath, severe pain struck his body.

At the same time, the scorching heat was also burning his body, making him feel as if he was suffering an unspeakable pain.

Several times, Ye Zhen had the urge to give up.

However, when he thought of his current situation, the Alchemy Treasure Body Technique was already his only choice. There was no way out, no matter how painful it was, he could only grit his teeth and endure.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Zhen felt like he was a piece of red-hot iron. After continuously hammering it, he then threw it into the water for quenching. When he picked it up, his entire body was already sweating profusely.

At this moment, he realized that there were some black impurities in his sweat that smelled extremely fishy.

After expelling the impurities, he felt much more refreshed.

All of the spirits of the ten fragments were refined and absorbed. One part of them became part of Wang Lin's cultivation and was stored in his Qi Sea. The other part was refined and refined into his flesh and blood.

Ye Zhen felt that his power was increasing unceasingly. At this moment, he actually had an illusion that he was spending so much energy on it.

The spiritual energy in his aura sea had already completely filled up, and in an instant he broke through to the 5th level of Qi Refining, while his body also underwent a metamorphosis.

Circles of spiritual energy that could be seen with the naked eye rippled outwards, and his skin and flesh vibrated as they emitted a buzzing sound like that of metal. Every pore on his body was contracting and trembling as spirit mist was ejected from his body.

Ye Zhen could feel that his body was undergoing a miraculous transformation, transforming from a flesh and blood body into a true magical equipment.

However, he also noticed that the amount of spiritual power needed to transform a body was simply too much. Even if he refined all the fragments of low-grade magical equipment, it wouldn't be enough to withstand this transformation.

He was just a little bit away from being able to refine his fleshly body into something as sturdy as a low-grade magic tool.

However, this tiny bit was unable to go on. It looked like his efforts were about to be wasted.

”No, we can't just give up on everything! Right, don't I still have a broken Darkgold sword? For a fragment of a high-grade magic tool, ordinary people are simply unable to refine it.

With a thought, the broken black gold sword flew out and circled above Ye Zhen's head, making a buzzing sound.

Clusters of raging flames rose into the air and wrapped Ye Zhen and the Dark Gold Broken Sword up, refining them.

At the same time, in another artifact forging room inside the volcano's furnace.

All of a sudden, a magic treasure shot out a beam of light, and waves of spiritual energy swept across the entire path. The extremely cold aura collided with the surrounding heat waves.

A sparkling blue sword appeared.

Then, a jade-like hand reached out and grabbed the ice sword. It was emitting a cold sword light!

Seeing this scene, the surrounding Ye Clan disciples were all moved. Ye Ling had actually refined a low-rank magic tool. This meant that she had already become a true refiner.

Even though she was only a first rank blacksmith, with her age, she was already a rare talent.

He said that he was the number one weapons crafting genius of the Ye Clan, and he was worthy of his title.

The crowd came up to congratulate her. Ye Ling was a rare beauty, and her talent was so great that she would be praised like this.

However, she didn't pay much attention to the praises of others. In her eyes, there was only the joy of success. Looking at the low rank magic sword in her hand that she had created for the first time, her heart was filled with pride.

However, just at this moment, in a refining room not too far away, an incomparably sharp dark golden sword light suddenly shot into the sky!

That sword qi was incomparably sharp and contained spirit energy like billowing smoke. It was absolutely dazzling.

In comparison, when Ye Ling had refined the Ice Sword just now, it had been a wisp of a breeze.

The surging spiritual energy was pure and powerful. It was as if it was condensing into substance, and everyone present was attracted by this phenomenon. At this moment, some of the low grade magic tools on their bodies couldn't help but buzz as if they were terrified.

Shock appeared in Ye Ling's eyes, and after a long while, she muttered: ”Middle tier magical equipment! Someone had actually refined a mid-grade magic tool … ”How laughable, I'm still feeling complacent after refining a low-grade magic tool …”

Among the crowd, when someone saw that artifact forging room, his expression couldn't help but greatly change as he said in disbelief, ”That artifact forging room, it seemed that Ye Zhen entered it earlier, didn't it? Could it be … ”That's impossible!”