Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 178 Interrogation of the Holy Spirit Cult, Fists and Hammers Forging Souls, The Holy Craftsman's Wind Rises Again (3k3)

The concerns of Lin Yuhan and her apprentice are unnecessary and represent a serious misunderstanding of Feng Zaixing.

"Although I, Feng, am determined to eradicate evil, I will not slander good people. Since you are not an accomplice, you can rest assured."

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In the interrogation room, Feng Zaixing comforted Lin Yuhan and her apprentice with a few words, then gave the prisoners a very kind smile.

"Where are your accomplices? Confess!"

"I was ordered by the Ghost Emperor to assassinate Zhenhua. I only obey his orders and have no accomplices returning to Douluo Continent." The prisoner looked honest.

Feng Zaixing nodded, his Spirit Realm spiritual power confirming that the other party was not lying, and continued to ask, "Where are the Two Emperors of the Underworld? How much strength has the Holy Spirit Cult recovered? How are the Four Heavenly Kings?"

"I don't know where the two lords are. Our sect has slaughtered countless people in the Douling Empire and recovered a lot, but there are still many vacancies for high-level Soul Masters."

The prisoner replied, "Dark Phoenix Leng Yulai has made great contributions and has temporarily replaced Dark Bell Nanali as the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings. The two lords are doing their best to nurture her and Nanali and help them break through their limits."

"Dark Blood Eyes has been promoted to the Third Heavenly King for his merits and is currently aiming for level 98; the last Heavenly King was given to Dark Angel, but I don't know where she is now —"

"As expected."

Feng Zaixing frowned and pondered for a moment, then looked at the three ultimate limits and Zhenhua, "What do you all think?"

Yuan Entian coldly uttered a single word: "Kill!"

Long Tianwu frowned: "Both my side and the War God Temple need to be on high alert."

Leng Yaozhu's face was frosty: "Those who offend the Federation will be killed without mercy!"

Zhenhua rubbed his hands together: "I don't think there's much I can do. If you need any forging, just contact me anytime."

"There really is one." Feng Zaixing replied with a smile, and gestured to Zhenhua with his eyes towards Yuan Entiandang.

Zhenhua's lips twitched. You didn't come back to see me just because of this, did you?

"By the way, should I find a place to chop him up?" Zhenhua took the initiative to change the subject, and said very solemnly, "The people of the Federation have a lot of opinions about the Holy Spirit Cult right now. If you return and use his head as a sacrifice, the effect will be very good."

The prisoner shivered, and tears of fear streamed down his face.

"We must kill them, but not now, to avoid alerting them. We must keep today's events a secret as much as possible."

Feng Zaixing waved his hand: "He doesn't know where his accomplices are, but I do. I'll arrest them all and chop them up together."

Feng Zaixing tilted his head and smiled, pretending to ponder: "Shi Tang lost badly. It's not unreasonable for me to promote him to lieutenant general to save face for the Federation, is it?"

Zhenhua shook his head and chuckled, pointing at him and saying, "You really are desperate for a promotion. There has never been such a young lieutenant general in the history of the Federation."

"Therefore, I need real, tangible achievements in battle."

Feng Zaixing clapped his hands, stood up and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. It's been a long time since we've forged anything. Let's practice."

As he finished speaking, Zhenhua revealed his expectations, and Lin Yuhan and her teacher's expressions changed.

Noticing the gazes of Lin Yuhan and her master, Feng Zaixing smiled faintly: "The two of you who came with the Star Luo Empire delegation seem quite afraid of me. Is my reputation in the Star Luo Empire really that terrible?"

Just like in the original timeline, the Sun and Moon Federation extended an invitation to the Star Luo Empire. Lin Yuhan was the most outstanding genius of the Star Luo Forging Masters Association, and her teacher, Chang Gongyan, was the vice president of the Star Luo Forging Masters Association.

Lin Yuhan muttered softly, "Princess Yun'er said that the FBI is full of fierce and unreasonable people who don't know any manners."

Feng Zaixing was slightly taken aback. Years ago, they had made things very difficult for Dai Yun'er and the two kings of Monster Academy at the Spirit Ascension Platform.

Chang Gongyan looked somewhat embarrassed: "The Tang Clan holds an extremely high position in our country. Your FBI has been causing a lot of trouble for the Tang Clan recently, so in the minds of our people, you can stop a child from crying."

"That's not surprising."

The Sun Moon Federation members present unanimously agreed that it was an open secret that the Tang Sect provided the Star Luo Empire with soul-guided weapons.

"The more the enemy opposes, the more it proves that I am doing the right thing. Thank you for the feedback. After I deal with the evil spirit masters, I will intensify my efforts to reorganize the Tang Sect."

Feng Zaixing muttered to himself for a while, while Lin Yuhan and her apprentice turned pale.

Oh no, this has brought trouble to the state religion.

"Hey, can we make up? We were invited here to visit by your invitation." Lin Yuhan cautiously stuck out her tongue, trying to make amends.

Chang Gongyan nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, with the development of the times and soul-guided weapons, our grudges are no longer so strong. We can develop peacefully."

Feng Zaixing revealed a very amiable smile: "I am a hawk, I advocate war; the Angel Family's family precepts state that there is a long-standing feud with the Star Luo Empire, and the grudges can be traced back to 20,000 years ago."

"The Tang Clan even tried to assassinate me. What a coincidence! With such deep-seated hatred and conflicting interests, it wouldn't be right not to deal with the Tang Clan."

"Oh, this—"

Lin Yuhan and her apprentice felt as if they were in an ice cellar, with the biting cold wind blowing through their hearts, making them shiver.

Feng Zaixing curled his lip in a disdainful smile: "Shi Tang betrayed us, sabotaging the grand plan to wipe out the Holy Spirit Cult, and now he's been beaten to a pulp. What are we waiting for if not to deal with them?"

"As for you two, since you enjoy forging so much, why don't you stay a few more days?"

After saying that, Feng Zaixing asked Zhenhua to find a place to lock them up to prevent them from leaking secrets.

The lessons of the past and the present are still fresh in our minds; we must never follow in their footsteps.

"Ugh... You can take my soul-guided communicator, but please leave me the forging hammer, okay? I'm a blacksmith, I can't live without it..."

Lin Yuhan was reluctantly dragged away, all her communication devices were forcibly confiscated, and she begged pitifully to leave her a hammer.

"No problem, no problem. We'll arrange for you and your apprentice to be quarantined at the Master Craftsman's Studio so you can do thorough research and learning."

Feng Zaixing smiled as he saw off the Xingluo forging master and apprentice. Then, he flipped his hand, took out a piece of heavy silver, stood up, walked outside the interrogation room, and laughed heartily at Zhenhua.

"Teacher, I have come up with some forging techniques while I was away. Please take a look."

"A self-created forging method?" Zhenhua smiled and nodded slightly.

The three limit masters also cast their gazes with great interest. They had never seen Feng Zaixing forge before and were very much looking forward to seeing what level this renowned prodigy had reached in his secondary profession.

He's probably a level six blacksmith? That's definitely a record.

The next moment, their pupils changed color, and Feng Zaixing's aura dissipated, as if his entire being had vanished into the world, but his body was still clearly there.

His eyes could see it, but his mind could not detect it; his integration with the world had reached an extremely deep level.

"The Unity of Heaven and Man of the Body Sect?" The four pondered. Reaching this realm would be of great benefit in battle. Ancient geniuses who reached this realm could easily fight across ranks.

A gentle breeze brushed past his ear, and Feng Zaixing threw out a silver object. Once it had flown more than ten meters above his head, his actions changed.

He raised his hand, clenched his fist, and unleashed the Overturning Sea Divine Fist.

"The first move of the Overturning Sea Divine Fist: Bloodfall."

"Boom—" A surge of blood energy erupted, like rocks piercing the sky, waves crashing against the shore, sweeping across the air and surging upwards.

Aruheng, Na'er, and Yuanen Yehui had some understanding of Feng Zaixing's boxing techniques, and they were all watching with rapt attention, reflecting on their own fighting skills.

The crimson fist force pierced through the void of the sunken silver, and in an instant, the sunken silver emitted a dazzling silver light, exceeding ten feet, like a bright star suspended in the sky.

Zhenhua suddenly stood up, which meant he knew all too well.

A super-grade forged item, its radiance shines for a mile!

This punch was already at the limit of a thousand refinements; even his attack was nothing more than this.

"Second move, Dark Tide."

"Boom—!" The second layer of fist energy was unleashed from the inside out, with dark currents rising and continuing endlessly, like hundreds of giant hammers striking one after another. The heavy silver emitted a series of crisp sounds, and the system rapidly shrank.

Silver light danced like a dragon, evolving into a state of unity between heaven and earth. Within a short minute, the aura of the silver light subsided, as if shaping a new form with the intention of rising again with the wind, transforming into a perfectly round sphere.

Soon, the metal emitted a new sound, and Zhenhua's eyes lit up. This was the level of spiritual forging creation, which was much, much faster than that of ordinary blacksmiths.

Leng Yaozhu muttered to herself, "The force of the punches is layered, somewhat similar to the Tang Clan's Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique, but the way it is generated is far stronger."

Yuan Entian proudly declared, "This is a fusion of our family's Titan Fist."

"The third move, Emptiness Annihilation."

With wings outstretched, the wind rose again, gathering the power of the sky, and with fists as hammers, it slammed down heavily.

The silver trembled, emitting a series of clear, echoing sounds, as if Feng Zaixing was inspiring its spirituality and endowing it with wisdom.

"The Soul Forging Echo, the first of the three great trials of Soul Forging? He's attempting Soul Forging?" The Three Limits also stood up, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Not bad." Zhenhua nodded, then chuckled softly. "It seems he has already ventured into that realm. That's normal; the Spirit Realm signifies extraordinary comprehension."

One of the key reasons Zhenhua was able to become a master craftsman was his high spiritual talent, which reached the Spirit Realm. Only those at the Spirit Realm level can complete the Heavenly Forging.

In the sky, the enormous azure fist shadow, carried by the wind, struck the sunken silver again, completing the second step of soul forging and solidifying life.

"Fourth Form, Holy Flower!"

The holy light that reached the heavens erupted, and a storm of soul waves surged around Feng Zaixing, almost changing the color of the sky and earth, and impacting the surrounding remote soul guides.

The divine source erupts, awakening the metal soul and pushing towards the final step!

Zhenhua's expression changed, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Why do I feel that his soul power is just as refined as mine?"

The three limitless beings looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, Long Tianwu spoke up to comfort them: "That's how geniuses are. If Mu Ye hadn't allowed him to obtain his Martial Soul True Body after he came of age, he would have been able to break through to the Soul Saint realm long ago."

Pointing to the evil soul master prisoners below, Long Tianwu clicked his tongue and said, "He killed too many evil soul masters, so he had to keep compressing his soul power."

Yuan Entian also said, "He has been in seclusion for half a year, and his soul power has become even more refined. His origin is also stronger, enough to rival a Super Douluo."

The evil spirit master prisoner sobbed, for the most terrifying nightmare in the world was encountering a six-winged angel, and even more terrifying was encountering Feng Zaixing, who was about to become his cultivation resource.

Beyond the silver, wisps of gold shimmered, and humanoid light patterns emanated outwards, gradually becoming clearer, as they cheered and rejoiced around the metal and the wind.

Soul Forging Completed.

At this point, Feng Zaixing's forging level was revealed: his unique forging skills had achieved the ultimate limit of a Saint Craftsman. Then, his eyes shone with intense light.

"No wonder he promised my father and me to forge the four-word battle armor. It turns out that even if Zhenhua is no longer viable, you will step in." Yuan Entian was filled with emotion.

Leng Yaozhu secretly rejoiced: "Feng Zaixing will stand on the continent for two hundred years and become the most powerful divine craftsman. The younger generation of the Phoenix family will all rely on him. I made a very correct decision."

Long Tianwu gloated: "Meng Jun's four-word battle armor is finally secured. Shi Tang has offended the future master craftsman; he has truly brought about his own destruction."

Whoever controls the Divine Craftsman can control the future, which is why the Divine Craftsman lineage has always been neutral.

Now, the new master craftsman has a stance.

"Fifth Form, Celestial God."

The forging in the sky was not over. Feng Zaixing murmured to himself, his fist imprint changed, and with the momentum of oneness with heaven and man, he unleashed the final punch, a new fist technique he had developed in seclusion.

His thoughts materialized around him, manifesting two illusory, imposing figures, one golden and one purple, appearing as figures in their early twenties. They were clearly his grown-up self, full of vigor and divine presence.

One figure exudes a kingly air, with a warm smile; the other possesses a domineering and unparalleled presence.

The two Venerable Ones threw punches simultaneously, and as their fist imprints were unleashed, the heavens and earth changed, seemingly about to pierce through them.