"Clang!"
The thirty-fifth inscription appeared, yet the True Elental Hamr in Ping’an’s hand had reached its limit.
"Boom!" The sound of the True Elental Hamr shattering resounded.
Yan Wu and Bai Hen beside him both wore faces of regret.
Failure.
The breaking of the True Elental Hamr signified that Ping’an had reached his limit.
He was unable to inscribe the thirty-sixth inscription anymore.
Even if he re-condensed the True Elental Hamr, it couldn’t withstand the thirty-sixth inscription.
"What a pity. If he hadn’t been so ambitious and had just refined a Superior Grade Spiritual Instrunt with thirty-five inscriptions, he would have succeeded by now," sighed Yan Wu.
In his opinion, Ping’an was still too young and too eager for success.
If Ping’an had been crafting a Superior Grade Spiritual Instrunt with thirty-five inscriptions, by now his na would have been renowned throughout the entire capital.
An Artifact Refiner capable of inscribing thirty-five inscriptions was already very impressive.
In the entire Great Qin Immortal Dynasty, that would have made him the best below the Immortal Instrunt Masters.
"Indeed, it is a sha," Bai Hen also said with a sigh.
He too felt that Ping’an’s attempt at Artifact Refining this ti was quite regrettable.
Although Ping’an had the capability, the failure of his Artifact Refining still left many people feeling remorseful.
Tang Qingyu at his side also wore a look of disappointnt.
She was so close to obtaining a pseudo Immortal Artifact, an incredibly powerful weapon.
Song Lingxue’s brows were also tightly furrowed at this mont. Had her master failed?
It must be that her master’s realm wasn’t enough. As long as he breaks through to the Fifth Rank or perhaps the Sixth Rank, he would definitely be able to craft a powerful pseudo Immortal Artifact.
It must be so. Her own master was still very strong.
Song Lingxue consoled herself in her heart with such thoughts.
That’s right, her own master had already proven his strength; it was just a single step away from success.
"The True Elental Hamr is shattered? It seems my cultivation is still unable to support the thirty-sixth inscription," sighed Ping’an internally.
A Fourth Rank, Fifth Layer cultivation was ultimately still too weak.
He had managed the thirty-five inscriptions only because his Cultivation Technique was powerful.
A typical Fourth Rank, Fifth Layer Cultivator, perhaps even a Fifth Rank Cultivator, couldn’t have supported even the thirtieth inscription.
However, all this was within his expectations.
Having chosen to integrate thirty-six handprints, how could he not have foreseen this?
"Hum!"
The next mont, a True Elental Hamr appeared again in Ping’an’s hand.
"It’s useless, even if you re-condense the True Yuan..." It seed Yan Wu wanted to say more.
But he stopped halfway, staring at Ping’an in amazent.
"What kind of True Yuan is this?" Bai Hen was also full of amazent.
He was astonished as he watched the reford True Elental Hamr in Ping’an’s hand.
The True Elental Hamr Ping’an now held was extraordinarily powerful.
Stronger than the True Yuan of a typical Sixth Rank Expert.
The surrounding Artifact Refiners were equally amazed.
Even Tang Qingyu, who didn’t understand Artifact Refining, could feel the strength of the True Elental Hamr in Ping’an’s hand.
"Clang!"
A strike was hamred.
The entire Sharp Sword quivered violently.
Half an inscription erged directly.
"This... with just one strike, half an inscription appeared?" Yan Wu’s pupils dilated in an instant.
How was this possible?
Bai Hen’s face was filled with shock as well.
Ping’an had actually hamred out half an inscription with a single blow?
And this was the thirty-sixth inscription.
If it had been any other inscription, wouldn’t it have been one per hamr strike?
What exactly was this True Yuan?
Ping’an himself was sowhat surprised; he was using a True Yuan that had undergone a strange transformation.
Although his True Yuan had now taken the form of sword-shaped True Yuan, its essence was still True Yuan, so it could still be used for Artifact Refining.
"Clang!"
Another hamr strike, and the whole square trembled violently.
The next mont, another half-inscription appeared on the Sharp Sword.
The entire Sharp Sword’s aura grew markedly, emitting an extrely powerful fluctuation.
"Boom!"
A heaven-shaking roar echoed through the air.
Then, a rainbow cloud gathered in the sky.
A purple lightning bolt instantly descended, striking directly upon the Sharp Sword.
"Clang!"
The Sharp Sword trembled under the impact of the purple lightning, as if it had been cleansed of all impurities, exuding an extrely powerful fluctuation.
Suspended in mid-air, the fine sword faintly radiated an aura of celestial might.
At this mont, many of the strong characters in the Imperial City were alard, their gazes turning towards the Refining Alliance.
Those powerful individuals, their eyes blazing like torches, were filled with surprise.
An Immortal Artifact is born?
...
By now, Yan Wu and Bai Hen were completely stunned.
A celestial phenonon.
This was a phenonon that occurred only when an Immortal Artifact was refined.
And that purple lightning just now, was it the Divine Weapon’s Tribulation?
Could it be that Xu Ping’an had actually crafted a true Immortal Artifact?
Impossible?
Absolutely impossible, a true Immortal Artifact needs to have the Golden Script hamred out.
It’s impossible to do it without Soul Power.
"It’s not a true Immortal Artifact, it’s still a pseudo Immortal Artifact, but it’s already infinitely close to the level of an Immortal Artifact," Bai Hen comnted after a long observation.
"I really didn’t expect, this millennium-old Coldfla Iron actually possessed such attributes, and moreover, he managed to hamr them out," Yan Wu also spoke with a face full of emotion.
"Yes, with the devouring attribute, it can absorb essence blood in a short ti to unleash stronger combat power, and even absorb the enemy’s blood to strengthen the weapon itself. This is not an ordinary Spirit Weapon, one could consider it a Fierce Weapon," said Bai Hen.
"I don’t know if he did it deliberately or not, but this seems to be extrely compatible with the girl’s constitution," Yan Wu glanced at Tang Qingyu as he spoke.
Bai Hen also nodded in agreent.
Tang Qingyu, Saintess of the Shangxian Sect.
She possessed an ancient Devouring Silkworm Bloodline, an extrely powerful Bloodline Power that could devour others’ strength to enhance her own.
Ordinary people wouldn’t be able to detect it, but they had.
Xu Ping’an looked at the Spirit Weapon before him and nodded slightly.
It was a success, more or less reaching the level of a pseudo Immortal Artifact.
This was also the strongest weapon he had refined so far.
"I knew Master would succeed, refining a pseudo Immortal Artifact in three days, who else could do it? My master is truly an unparalleled genius in the art of Artifact Refining," Song Lingxue proclaid proudly.
The Artifact Refiners around them looked at Song Lingxue with envy in their eyes.
No wonder Song Lingxue had refused Yan Wu’s offer to beco his apprentice; Master Qin Feng’s refining skills were clearly superior to those of Master Yan Wu.
And not by a small margin.
Tang Qingyu, however, hadn’t heard what everyone was saying; her gaze was completely captivated by the mighty Spirit Sword.
This was her weapon?
So powerful!
So exquisite!
It completely matched all her characteristics.
Especially this third trait, she could already feel it; this sword was tailor-made for her.
A pseudo Immortal Artifact!
Though not a true Immortal Artifact, it was already not far from it.
"Here, take it, recognize it as your master, and give it a try," Xu Ping’an waved and directly tossed the Sharp Sword to Tang Qingyu.
The latter caught the Sharp Sword and recognized it as her master; the next mont, she felt the sword’s formidable power.
"Hum!"
Tang Qingyu swung the sword down.
The plaza was instantly torn open with a sword slash about ten ters long.
The slash was a full ter deep.
The people around all took a sharp breath when they saw this.
Looking at the Sharp Sword in Tang Qingyu’s hand, with its gleaming cold light and sharpness that could split hair, it was incomparably keen.
This was simply a Divine weapon!
Tang Qingyu was also ecstatic.
With this sword, her strength would increase by at least thirty percent.
She loved it too much!
"Thank you, Master Qin Feng, I love this sword so much," Tang Qingyu said with imnse excitent.
Xu Ping’an, however, remained indifferent.
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