Swallowing the Stars: Heart of the Martial God

Chapter 87 Legendary Weapon: The Heaven-Slaying Blade
Seeing this, Ling Xuan quickly stepped forward and said respectfully, "Senior Long Xing, I understand your concerns. This refining furnace is naturally extremely precious to you. I dare not borrow it rashly, lest I damage your treasure. However, my treasure-refining technique does require melting the materials before incorporating the Dao patterns. If it is inconvenient for you to lend me the refining furnace, would you be so kind as to help me melt the materials?"

“If that’s the case, then it’s fine. Even if that old Zhulong owes me a favor, let him repay it with fine wine.” The Lord of Dragons readily agreed.

"Thank you very much, senior," Ling Xuan said gratefully.

The so-called offer of fine wine as payment is nothing but a pretext. The Lord of Dragons is a fourth-order universe lord and a master of treasure refining; he can drink whatever fine wine he wants.

As long as he makes that statement, countless powerful figures within the Hong Alliance are willing to offer him all sorts of delicacies to curry favor with him.

He only said that because he had a good relationship with the Candle Dragon King.

"Once we've tidied up this battlefield, we'll head to my Yu Bao Hall," the Lord of Dragons said with a smile.

"Then I'll have someone send the materials over first," the Chaos City Lord said, taking over the conversation.

About half a month later, the combined power of the twelve cosmic lords finally brought back to life the star field that had been destroyed and the fallen humans that were within millions of light-years of the surrounding area.

Even those who perished in their own struggles were conveniently resurrected by the cosmic lords who were in a hurry. The cosmic lords were too lazy to distinguish these ordinary people who were not even immortal.

Finally, the battlefield was cleared, and the Lord of Dragons brought Ling Xuan to his Yu Bao Hall.

Unlike Yu Baotang in Hongmeng City in the virtual universe.

In reality, Yu Baotang, as the residence of the Dragon Lord and a major treasure-refining site for humans, directly occupies an entire continent.

Outside the hall, enormous stone beast statues stood majestically, their eyes gleaming with an eerie light, as if guarding this mysterious place.

Inside the hall, various rare refining materials were piled up like mountains, some emitting a soft blue light, while others shimmered with a fiery red light, their interplay creating a dreamlike and illusory scene.

These are all materials sent by the Lord of Dragons to request the crafting of treasures.

The materials Ling Xuan needed were quite simple; he only needed a few precious divine metals.

The Lord of Dragons nodded slightly, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes: "Not bad, these are all excellent materials, even capable of refining supreme treasures. I don't usually need such materials when refining treasures, but Chaos is quite generous."

"It's all thanks to the kindness of all the seniors." Ling Xuan said with a well-behaved expression.

"However, melting these materials is not difficult."

After saying that, he raised his hand, and the entire Yubao Hall began to shake violently.

With a tremendous roar, a towering furnace, as majestic as a mountain, slowly rose from the ground.

This furnace is pitch black, its surface covered with ancient and mysterious patterns. These patterns resemble a reversed galaxy or a stampede of beasts, faintly radiating a powerful aura.

The furnace body is engraved with nine circular grooves, which are now emitting a faint black light. Each groove seems to contain an independent little world.

This is the treasure that the Lord of Dragons spent countless years slowly crafting – the Eternal Calamity Furnace.

The Lord of Dragons ignited a ghostly blue flame in his palm, and with a gentle pull, a wisp of flame shot into the furnace eye of the Eternal Calamity Furnace as if it were alive.

In an instant, all the patterns on the surface of the furnace lit up, and nine flames of nine colors, crimson, indigo, and azure, spewed out from the nine grooves. Each flame exuded a unique aura of destruction.

The flames intertwined, forming a sea of ​​fire that illuminated the entire Yubao Hall, making it resemble a purgatory.

"This treasure furnace is the culmination of countless years of my hard work. I'm counting on this treasure to become the strongest in the universe through refining."

The Lord of Dragons moved his hands like butterflies flitting among flowers, controlling the flames inside the furnace and feeding in the materials Ling Xuan needed.

"Watch carefully and study hard, so that when that old bastard Zhulong comes to pay his tuition, he won't say I'm stingy."

As soon as the material came into contact with the flames, it emitted a piercing shriek and struggled as if it were alive, but under the scorching heat of the nine-colored flames, it quickly began to soften and melt.

A constant roaring sound emanated from the furnace, as if countless giant beasts were howling; it was the powerful energy contained within the materials fighting against the flames.

The veins on the Dragon Lord's forehead bulged, clearly indicating that controlling the Myriad Calamities Furnace to melt materials capable of refining the most powerful treasures was no easy task.

He shouted and slammed his hands together, causing the flames inside the furnace to surge dozens of times in an instant, and the materials gradually softened under the high temperature.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up a giant hammer engraved with dragon patterns and weighing tens of millions of kilograms, and struck the softened divine metal material heavily.

Under the combined effects of flame and hammering, it gradually took shape, slowly revealing the form of a three-pointed, double-edged knife.

"Now it's up to you." The Dragon Lord handed the completed sword blank to Ling Xuan and said, "Let me see your Dao of 'One Weapon Breaks Ten Thousand Laws'." Ling Xuan took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, and placed the sword blank in front of him.

Close your eyes and let your consciousness sink into the sea of ​​suffering, where countless Dao patterns shimmer with a faint light, like stars in the night sky.

Ling Xuan concentrated his mind and manipulated the patterns to slowly fly out of the Sea of ​​Bitterness and surge towards the blade embryo.

The moment the Dao patterns came into contact with the blade blank, the blade blank trembled violently and emitted bursts of buzzing.

Ling Xuan's forehead was covered in sweat, his jaw clenched, and he was doing his best to control the integration of the Dao patterns.

This process was incredibly difficult; each time he incorporated a pattern, it felt like he was exhausting all his strength.

As more and more Dao patterns were embedded into the blade blank, the blade's light became increasingly dazzling, as if it had condensed the brilliance of the entire galaxy into it, exuding a powerful aura that made people's hearts tremble.

Ling Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them. His hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals like butterflies flitting among flowers, as he uttered a low shout: "Appear!"

In an instant, the sacred laws within his body surged forth like a raging tide, pouring powerfully into the blade embryo.

"Congeal!"

With this roar, light shot up from the blade, like a new sun rising in the Yubao Hall, so bright that it was blinding.

A uniquely Ling Xuan-esque holy aura emanated from the blade, spreading outwards like a raging storm, distorting and deforming the space wherever it reached.

The cosmic energy within Yu Baotang seemed to be summoned by some mysterious force, frantically converging and forming a huge energy vortex above the blade blank.

Within the vortex, various energies intermingled and collided, emitting bursts of roars, creating an extremely spectacular scene.

The Lord of Dragons stared wide-eyed; even with his vast experience, he couldn't help but show a look of amazement.

He nodded slightly, his eyes full of admiration: "What a marvelous method of weapon forging! It truly has its unique aspects. Such a method of forging treasures can make the weapon and the forger so closely connected; it is truly unheard of!"

Just then, a wave of energy, resonating with Ling Xuan's thoughts, emanated from the sacred weapon, like a flowing spring or the whisper of an old friend.

A joyful smile appeared on Ling Xuan's lips. He knew that the sacred weapon, which embodied countless efforts of his, had been forged.

He moved with lightning speed, rising into the air. With a wave of his hand, the three-pointed double-edged sword, shimmering with an eerie red light, shot towards him like an arrow, finally landing steadily in his palm.

The Lord of Dragons stepped forward, his eyes filled with amazement and scrutiny.

Feeling the immense power contained within, he exclaimed in sincere admiration, "What a fine weapon! It has actually reached the level of a great treasure!"

"Does it have a name?" the Dragon Lord asked with great interest.

Ling Xuan gripped the long sword tightly with both hands, carefully examining this weapon that resonated with his own will.

The shimmering light from the blade reflected on his resolute face, his eyes filled with affection and pride.

This knife embodies his sacred laws, making it incredibly easy and effortless to use.

Moreover, all the materials used are the highest-grade divine metals, which will not decay even after hundreds of millions of years, making them legendary sacred weapons.

"I have lofty ambitions and am destined to fight against heaven and earth, so let's call it the Heaven-Slaying Blade." Ling Xuan looked firmly into the distance, his tone filled with an air of domineering confidence.

"The Heaven-Slaying Blade..." The Lord of Dragons murmured the name repeatedly, his brows furrowing slightly, as if he were pondering or savoring it. "A good name, quite imposing! However, to want to slay the heavens is still a bit too arrogant."

Ling Xuan's heart stirred, and he instantly understood what the Lord of Dragons meant.

The other party was probably reminiscing about the original ancestor who led humanity to the pinnacle of the race, the strongest human who dared to seize control of the primordial universe but ultimately failed.

But unlike the progenitor, he knew the size of the primordial universe and would not do such an arrogant thing.

"It's just a name; it represents my ambition and determination." Ling Xuan laughed heartily, his eyes gleaming with confidence.

The Lord of Dragons patted Ling Xuan on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Go, the Chaos Abyss still needs you to oversee its development. Make good use of this sword; I look forward to the day you become the Lord of the Universe. That old fellow Zhulong hasn't achieved much in all these years; I hope you can help him fulfill this wish."

Holding the Heaven-Slaying Blade, Ling Xuan bowed respectfully, his voice firm and powerful: "I will certainly live up to your expectations, senior!"

(End of this chapter)