As time passed, Zhang Yi's body became drenched in sweat, and his face was full of fatigue. If Ye Lin hadn't continuously infused him with Spiritual Qi, he might have collapsed long ago.
"It's done."
Looking at the fiery red liquid in front of him, Zhang Yi's face was filled with excitement. As he formed a hand seal, the entire sword embryo took shape.
Next was the forging.
Zhang Yi reached out and took the large iron hammer from the side, then dragged out a wooden box. He opened it, threw various items into it, and repeatedly struck them with the large hammer.
Throughout the Artifact Refining Room, sounds of metal clashing echoed.
The Artifact Refining process lasted for two full hours, and a longsword was completely forged.
Zhang Yi inlaid a fiery red gold stone onto the sword hilt and then submerged the entire longsword in water.
Amidst a huge wave of Qi, a Profound Rank High-Grade longsword was successfully forged.
"I never thought I'd be able to forge a Profound Rank High-Grade weapon in my lifetime. If I had a few more items, this longsword might even reach the Pseudo Earth Rank."
Looking at the longsword in his hand, Zhang Yi's face was filled with excitement.
Pseudo Earth Rank refers to having the hardness and characteristics of Earth Rank, but without a spirit. It's still a bit short compared to a true Earth Rank.
"Thank you, Senior."
Ye Lin took the longsword, thanked Zhang Yi, and played with it in his hand.
The more he looked, the more delighted he felt. Profound Rank High-Grade, a priceless treasure.
"Don't thank me. You have half the credit for this successful Artifact Refining."
Zhang Yi waved his hand indifferently.
Although he was a bit regretful that it didn't become a Pseudo Earth Rank, it was already enough.
"This longsword of yours only needs three more Profound Rank treasures, and then you'll need a Fifth-Grade Artifact Refiner to take action, and it will definitely become an Earth Rank Spiritual Artifact."
Upon hearing this, Ye Lin's heart was filled with a bitter smile. A Fifth-Grade Artifact Refiner's status was comparable to a Nascent Soul Stage Great Cultivator. How could he possibly meet one now? Even if he did, inviting a Fifth-Grade Artifact Refiner to take action would drain his entire fortune, and they wouldn't even spare him a glance.
"Lin Zisheng, Personal Disciple of Qingyun Sect, has specially come to Giant Hammer Sect to pay a visit. Please grant an audience."
Just as the two were chatting happily, a voice echoed from outside the door, resounding throughout the entire Giant Hammer Sect.
Ye Lin and Zhang Yi exchanged glances.
"It seems my Senior Brother has arrived. Sect Leader, please wait here for a moment; I'll go handle it."
Ye Lin's lips curved upward. After speaking, he walked out.
Watching Ye Lin leave, Zhang Yi shook his head and walked to the side.
At this moment, all the Disciples of the Giant Hammer Sect looked up at the figure in the sky and discussed animatedly.
"A Personal Disciple of Qingyun Sect? Didn't one already arrive? What's he doing here?"
"I don't know. Our Giant Hammer Sect rarely sees anyone for years, but today, two Personal Disciples from Qingyun Sect arrived on the same day. Isn't that a coincidence?"
Looking at the discussions below, Lin Zisheng's heart skipped a beat.
A Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator's perception was terrifyingly acute. Even from a thousand meters away, he could hear everything clearly.
"Could it be that Ye Lin, that fellow, got ahead of me again?"
Lin Zisheng's expression was extremely ugly, and he muttered to himself.
Ye Lin had now completely become his Heart Demon, the kind that could never be dispelled in his lifetime.
Until a figure appeared, Lin Zisheng was completely despairing.
It's him again. Why is it him again? Why is it always him recently? And why does he always seem to know my thoughts, always one step ahead of me?
"Senior Brother Lin, we meet again. Won't you come down and sit?"
Looking at Lin Zisheng in the air, Ye Lin shouted loudly.
Looking at Ye Lin, Lin Zisheng couldn't even be bothered to greet him and turned his head to leave.
Name: Lin Zisheng
Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Middle Stage
Fate: Blue (Incomplete)
Fate Principles: 【Mediocre Luck】 【Sword Dao Leader】 【Divine Comprehension】 【Great Power Reincarnation】
Destiny: Stops at Nascent Soul Middle Stage. During a Secret Realm exploration, he is killed by a Nascent Soul Peak Stage Cultivator.
Recent Opportunity: After his Divine Soul awakens, he will immediately go to the Demonic Valley and search for the Treasure Trove hidden by his previous life within the Demonic Valley for his rise.
【Mediocre Luck】: You have a fair amount of luck accompanying you. Good luck often allows you to turn dangers into safety after encountering them.
【Great Power Reincarnation】: You are a Reincarnation of a Great Power from the Immortal Realm. After repeated setbacks, the Divine Soul of your previous life will forcefully awaken at a great cost one hour later.
Looking at Lin Zisheng's panel, Ye Lin's eyes narrowed. He stepped on his Flying Sword and chased after Lin Zisheng's retreating figure.
Now, Lin Zisheng absolutely could not be left alive. If his Divine Soul awakened in an hour, the game would be over.
Furthermore, Lin Zisheng's Fate Principle as a Son of Heaven's Favor had also disappeared, which meant that Lin Zisheng's value to him was no longer great.
"Why? Why is he always one step ahead of me? Why?"
In the sky, Lin Zisheng was on the verge of collapse, roaring at his surroundings.
"What?"
Feeling a powerful oppressive sensation coming from behind, Lin Zisheng immediately turned around and found that Ye Lin had already caught up on his Flying Sword.
Lin Zisheng stopped and turned to look at Ye Lin.
"Why?"
These three simple words were filled with helplessness and despair.
"You don't need to know."
Ye Lin's entire body ignited with Phoenix Fire. He looked at Lin Zisheng and shook his head faintly.
"It's not that easy to kill me."
Lin Zisheng's expression was calm as he slowly descended his Flying Sword. Ye Lin followed closely.
The two arrived in a jungle and faced each other.
Around them, fallen leaves drifted, and the sky was covered with dark clouds.
In just a few minutes, snowflakes began to fall, landing on their shoulders.
A chilling aura permeated the air, startling the animals preparing for winter in the surroundings, causing them to hastily grab their belongings and flee.
Rumble
At this moment, thunder rumbled in the sky, as if the heavens were roaring in anger, cheering on this great battle.
Boom
Accompanied by an earth-shattering thunderclap, the snowflakes fell even faster.
The snow on the ground also grew thicker and thicker.
Splat!
Suddenly, Ye Lin moved. The longsword in his hand was as swift as a venomous snake, striking directly at Lin Zisheng's face.
"Yin and Yang Reversal."
Lin Zisheng lightly shouted. The accumulated snow on the ground immediately swirled, and Sword Qi crisscrossed.
Clang
With a crisp sound, the two longswords collided instantly, and the surrounding snow was immediately dispersed.
"Three Swords of Life and Death, First Sword of Yin and Yang, Slash!"
In an instant, white light flowed over Ye Lin's longsword. He thrust a sword towards Lin Zisheng's face, and at the same time, a black longsword silently appeared behind Lin Zisheng.
"Sword Slashes Heaven and Earth, First Sword to Cleave the Heavens, Slash!"
Lin Zisheng roared, raising the longsword in his hand and slashing at Ye Lin with immense power.
Boom
The two longswords clashed. Ye Lin took a step back. The next moment, a black longsword silently pierced through Lin Zisheng's abdomen, and drops of fresh blood flowed out.
"Impossible! Sword Slashes Heaven and Earth, First Sword to Cleave the Heavens, slash for me!"
As the black longsword dissipated, Lin Zisheng immediately became flustered. Enduring the pain, he activated his Martial Skill and chopped at Ye Lin with a sword.
"All things in the world must die."
"Life is a right granted by the world; death is the world stripping away that original right."
"Then, I shall represent the world and strip you of your right to live."
At this moment, Ye Lin seemed to have comprehended something. He closed his eyes, facing Lin Zisheng's fatal strike head-on.
"Three Swords of Life and Death, First Sword of Death."
