Douluo Continent II: The Dragon King Suppresses the World!

Chapter 87 Dragon Abyss Forging

A considerable amount of time has passed since Ye Qi'an acquired his first battle armor. During this period, his strength has increased by leaps and bounds. For him, battle armor is not only a powerful piece of equipment, but also the key to improving his strength.

It was a prototype of a shoulder armor and upper arm armor, connected by an array. The connection was cleverly fitted so as not to affect flexibility at all. He had already finished carving the simplified version of the array, and now only the last step was left.

Ye Qi'an walked to the table, and the Sword of Guardian of Life appeared in his hand. A green-gold light floated lightly beneath the battle armor, carrying it as it slowly rose.

The light swept across and landed on the shoulder armor, and the arrays that had already been engraved on it began to be deepened, engraved, carved, and linked, and beautiful patterns appeared one after another.

As time passed, more and more golden light shone on the shoulder armor, gradually converging on the upper arm armor. On the surface of the shoulder armor, dragon patterns faintly appeared, and the surface of each diamond-shaped piece of armor had protruding ridges, just like scales.

"It's done."

Ye Qi'an's eyes gleamed with excitement. He took a step forward and arrived in front of the battle armor. He tapped his shoulder and upper arm twice with his right hand, piercing his skin. Two streams of blood spurted out and sprayed onto the battle armor.

Instantly, the golden color emanating from the battle armor turned crimson gold. Ye Qi'an quickly mobilized his bloodline power and soul power, and with a flick of his right hand, light bloomed on the back of his hand, releasing his forearm armor.

The formations responded to each other, and the shoulder armor hummed as it rose into the air, directly covering his shoulders.

Ye Qi'an's shoulder, already covered in blood, suddenly sank, perfectly merging with the shoulder armor and upper arm armor. The armor retracted, covered, and rolled up, with the front end and forearm armor hooking together, instantly achieving a perfect fit.

The energy of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline erupted, and soul power was poured in frantically. The metal was forged by Ye Qi'an himself, and a feeling of blood connection arose spontaneously. Soul power in his body began to pour into the battle armor, connecting every node. The scales lit up one by one, and Ye Qi'an's own aura also began to grow along with the battle armor. With each additional piece of battle armor, his aura became more and more profound.

As the golden light gradually subsided, Ye Qi'an moved his arms, his face full of joy. He could clearly feel the explosive power contained in his left arm, the golden dragon claw and gauntlet perfectly combined.

After emerging from the void, Ye Qi'an planned to go to the arena of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy. Along the way, he was unable to calm down. The newly fused battle armor seemed to resonate with his body and soul in a wonderful way. With every step he took, he could feel the powerful force surging within him.

"Where are you going?" Jing Ziyan asked Ye Qi'an with a smile, looking completely harmless. Beside her was none other than the sword fanatic Ji Juechen.

Upon seeing these two, Ye Qi'an's facial expression immediately stiffened. Ever since that sword strike, he had been recognized by Ji Juechen. Coupled with Jing Ziyan, who was extremely unwilling to accept defeat, the two hit it off and would come to him for sparring whenever they had a chance.

"I'll go fight in the arena of your Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy," Ye Qi'an replied helplessly.

Jing Ziyan chuckled and said, "It's better to fight us than those people. Since we've run into each other today, let's have a friendly spar. I've gained some new insights recently."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Ziyan stepped in front of him, blocking his way. Ji Juechen was even more ruthless, directly taking out his Heavenly Meteorite Iron Sword from behind and pointing it at Ye Qi'an.

Ye Qi'an sighed helplessly, his eyes turning serious. "Since that's the case, then come on, both of you. It'll be a good opportunity for me to try out my new equipment."

Suddenly, a thick layer of purple mist rose from Jing Ziyan's body, completely obscuring herself and Ji Juechen. The next second, a black shadow emerged from the purple mist almost simultaneously, drawing an arc at a tricky angle and heading straight for Ye Qi'an. At the same time, thick purple smoke also erupted on the other side.

Without much hesitation, Ye Qi'an released his left arm armor, his left hand grabbing directly at the dark figure. At the same time, his entire body shone brightly. The light was as dazzling as the sun, instantly dispelling some of the surrounding purple mist.

The moment his left hand grasped the shadowy figure, a powerful recoil struck, but Ye Qi'an, relying on the power of his battle armor, steadily withstood the force. He forcefully flung the shadowy figure aside. At that moment, several more shadowy figures darted out from the purple smoke, rapidly attacking Ye Qi'an.

Ye Qi'an snorted coldly, his soul power surged, and the dragon pattern on his left arm armor seemed to come alive, flashing with golden light, knocking away the black shadows one by one. The black shadows shattered and dissipated instantly upon touching the armor, as if they had hit a solid barrier.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, just as Jing Ziyan had no choice but to give up, the sword fanatic Ji Juechen moved his extraterrestrial meteorite iron sword. It was still an extremely simple movement, a slash. The sword carried a sharp aura and attacked Ye Qi'an like a black lightning bolt.

Ye Qi'an's eyes sharpened, and he quickly dodged to the side before saying, "Interesting. It seems Brother Ji gained quite a bit of insight that day."

Ji Juechen nodded slightly, and swung the meteorite iron sword in his hand again, the sword's momentum even more fierce, as if it could cleave the air itself.

Jing Ziyan watched from the side, her eyes gleaming with excitement. The purple mist surged again, and shadowy figures appeared and disappeared, ready to launch another attack at any moment.

Suddenly, the dragon pattern on Ye Qi'an's left arm armor quietly appeared, and the golden light shone brightly. The dragon pattern seemed to come alive, baring its fangs and claws, exuding a powerful pressure. Ye Qi'an's eyes narrowed, and he swung his left arm sharply, sending a golden dragon shadow roaring out, rushing straight towards Ji Juechen.

Seeing this, Ji Juechen changed his sword stance, from a sharp upward slash to a steady parry. The meteorite iron sword from beyond the heavens collided with the golden dragon shadow, producing a loud bang. The powerful impact forced Ji Juechen back a few steps, but he quickly regained his footing and swung his sword again.

At this moment, Jing Ziyan also controlled the black shadows within the purple mist to launch an attack. Those black shadows moved like ghosts, attacking Ye Qi'an from all angles.

Ye Qi'an remained calm and composed, parrying Jing Ziyan's attacks while simultaneously maneuvering against Ji Juechen. The light on his battle armor flickered erratically, and each collision with the shadowy figure or the clash with Ji Juechen's sword made him more familiar with the battle armor's reactions and characteristics.

"Be careful."

Ye Qi'an let out a low shout, his soul power surged even more violently, the light on his battle armor became even more dazzling, and the dragon pattern on his left arm battle armor seemed to break free. He took a step forward suddenly, and the powerful force made the ground tremble slightly.

Just then, Ye Qi'an shouted and gathered all his strength into his left arm. The dragon pattern on his battle armor shone brightly. He threw a punch with unstoppable momentum, heading straight for Ji Juechen.

The fist whistled like thunder, and a powerful pressure filled the air. The moment the fist collided with the sword, a deafening roar erupted, and a powerful shockwave spread outwards, as if the surrounding air had been torn apart.

Under this terrifying power, the incredibly hard meteorite iron sword in Ji Juechen's hand actually developed cracks. The cracks spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the entire sword shattered completely with a "crack," turning into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.

Ji Juechen was forced back by the force of the impact, his face showing shock. He never expected that Ye Qian'an's punch would be so powerful that it could shatter his extraterrestrial meteorite iron sword.

Jing Ziyan was also stunned by this sudden scene. She stared wide-eyed at Ye Qi'an, her heart filled with disbelief.

"That's enough for now." Ye Qi'an slowly withdrew his fist, and the light on his left arm armor gradually faded, but the powerful aura still lingered around him.

Ji Juechen frowned slightly, looking at the broken sword in his hand, but there was no disappointment in his eyes. Instead, his eyes shone with excitement. "Your strength has improved far beyond my expectations. This battle has benefited me greatly. I will go and find a more suitable sword. Next time we spar, I will definitely be stronger."

"Does your academy have a forging room?" Ye Qi'an asked, looking at the broken sword in Ji Juechen's hand.

Jing Ziyan snapped out of her reverie and, upon hearing Ye Qi'an's question, replied, "Yes, our academy's forging workshop is in that building on the east side of the academy. What are you going to do there?"

"It seems the exchange program between Shrek Academy and Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy is coming to an end soon. I will naturally return with them. Before I leave, Brother Ji, let me forge a sword for you," Ye Qi'an said, taking a deep breath.

Ji Juechen was slightly taken aback, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes, then he nodded solemnly, "Okay, thank you."

The three of them walked together toward the building on the east side of the academy and arrived at the forging room, where various tools and materials were laid out, and a scorching heat wafted over them.

Ye Qi'an walked to the forging table, his soul tool storage ring flashing with light. He took out three different kinds of metal from it. Each of the three metals emitted a unique luster and aura, clearly possessing its own extraordinary characteristics.

Looking at the three pieces of metal in his hand—silver, black gold, and the gold of life—Ye Qi'an already had a preliminary forging plan in mind. He placed the three pieces of metal on the forging table, pressed the button, and slowly sank them in to be forged.

A flash of light appeared in Ye Qi'an's hands, and two spirit-forged silver hammers appeared in his grasp.

Three red-hot metal pieces slowly rose up. The left hand gently tapped the silver hammer in front of him, producing a clear "clang." The crisp sound attracted the attention of Ji Juechen and Jing Ziyan.

Then they saw Ye Qi'an turn halfway around, and simultaneously swing his two Spirit Forged Silver Hammers down at the three pieces of metal on the forging table.

"Clang! Clang!" Two loud booms rang out simultaneously, and the entire forging platform emitted two violent roars.

The two spirit-forged silver hammers bounced up, and the huge recoil also caused Ye Qi'an's body to move. His body spun, and the two hammers fell down again.

"Clang, clang, clang..." Ye Qi'an's Spirit Forging Silver Hammer kept striking the three pieces of red-hot metal. Each strike brought up a dazzling burst of sparks. The metal gradually deformed under the hammer blows, and their luster continued to blend and change in the high temperature and hammering.

Ji Juechen and Jing Ziyan watched intently, captivated by Ye Qi'an's focused expression and exquisite forging skills.

The temperature inside the forging chamber rose higher and higher, and the scorching heat permeated every corner, but Ye Qi'an was not affected at all. As the hammering continued, the three pieces of metal began to slowly fuse into a new metal block.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Qi'an's eyes suddenly lit up, and a rich surge of blood energy burst forth from his body. Six soul rings shone in succession, and Ye Qi'an's body trembled violently. Golden scales covered his arms, and his entire body was enveloped in a layer of golden light.

As the hammers fell again, the golden light on the metal suddenly intensified. The power of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline caused the temperature in the room to rise even higher, and the hammers fell with noticeably greater frequency. The golden aura became exceptionally dazzling.

Suddenly, Ye Qi'an tapped the hammer with one hand, and the Spirit Forging Silver Hammer on the other side retracted to his side. He then gave a soft shout, "Rise."

A beam of white light suddenly rose from the metal, emitting a piercing buzzing sound. After a brief pause, the rising white light trembled, followed by a melodious dragon's roar. A ball of golden light then rose from the white light once more, lasting for more than twenty seconds before gradually receding.

After the light dissipated, the fused metal had undergone a miraculous change. Ye Qi'an picked up the Spirit Forging Silver Hammer again and began a more refined forging process. With each strike, the metal gradually stretched and thinned under the hammer blows, and the prototype of the sword slowly began to emerge.

Ye Qi'an's movements were steady, constantly adjusting the force and angle of the hammer blows to ensure the shape of the sword was uniform and smooth. As the forging continued, the patterns on the sword gradually became clearer.

Ji Juechen and Jing Ziyan watched quietly from the side, deeply attracted by Ye Qi'an's focused expression and superb skills.

Time passed slowly amidst the sound of Ye Qi'an's hammering, and the outline of the sword became clearer and clearer. When the basic shape of the sword was completed, Ye Qi'an stopped using the Spirit Forging Silver Hammer in his hand, picked up the tools beside him, and began to finely polish the sword. During the polishing process, the luster of the metal became more and more dazzling.

"That's about it." Ye Qi'an nodded, holding the sword, and said, "Brother Ji, have some of your blood."

Ji Juechen was slightly taken aback, but he quickly understood Ye Qi'an's intention. Without hesitation, he cut his finger and squeezed out a few drops of blood to drip onto the sword that was about to be completed.

The blood was instantly absorbed by the sword, and the sword, which was already radiating light, seemed to be injected with new vitality. The patterns on the sword became clearer, and the light became even more dazzling.

Ye Qi'an quickly took out the heated sword, placed it on the forging table, and began quenching it. A white mist instantly rose up, accompanied by a "sizzling" sound, and the temperature of the sword dropped sharply.

During the quenching process, Ye Qi'an kept his eyes fixed on the sword, paying close attention to its changes. After the quenching was completed, Ye Qi'an picked up the sword, carefully observed the texture and color of the blade, nodded in satisfaction, and then began to inscribe an array on the sword.

After a period of carving, the formation was finally completed. Ye Qi'an breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the sword, and gently swung it a few times. A sharp whistling sound immediately rang out in the air.

Ye Qi'an nodded and handed the sword to Ji Juechen, saying, "Brother Ji, this sword is now completely finished. It hasn't been named yet, so you can come up with one."

Ji Juechen took the sword, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He held it horizontally in front of him, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said, "Let's call it 'Dragon Abyss.' I hope that with this sword, I can break through the clouds and cut through all obstacles on my future path of cultivation. Ye Qi'an, will you always stay at Shrek Academy?"

Ye Qi'an nodded and said, "Yes, but not for too long, at least until the start of the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament."

Jing Ziyan walked to Ji Juechen's side and gave Ye Qi'an a deep look. "Don't think we'll let you off the hook just because you ran back to Shrek Academy."

Ye Qi'an smiled slightly and said, "You are welcome to come and spar with me anytime, but don't lose too badly next time."

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(End of this chapter)