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The second spine fell onto the forging table, and the entire foundry shook once again.

The ancient blacksmith stared at the material in front of him, his forging pliers lingering in his hand.

He quickly recognized the origin of the second vertebra.

"The spine of an Immortal Star Beast?"

"Just the main ingredients."

Lin Feng looked at the forging table.

"If that's not enough, I have more."

The ancient casting master remained silent for a few breaths before raising his hand to close the external passage of the casting room.

Immediately afterwards, all twelve layers of isolation formations were activated.

That's enough.

"If these materials are not enough, there are very few people in the entire empire who can gather even better ones."

At this moment, the ancient blacksmith grabbed the forging pliers, and his entire demeanor changed completely.

He has been here for decades, repairing countless Dominator-level weapons and also building complete sets of combat equipment for the First Fleet.

This was the first time he had ever encountered a psychic weapon forged simultaneously from the main spine of a complete bone dragon, high-purity star abyss crystal marrow, and spatial mother gold.

Moreover, there was an Immortal Star Beast spine lying next to it as a spare material.

If he misses this kind of order, he probably won't get another one like it.

"Let's make this clear first."

The ancient casting master raised his hand and brought up hundreds of structural diagrams.

"Once casting begins, it cannot be stopped halfway."

"The spatial mother metal will diffuse under high temperature, and the spatial activity within the bone dragon's spine will also erupt simultaneously."

"If either of these gets out of control, the entire three underground levels will be torn apart by the spatial turbulence."

Lin Feng nodded.

"start."

The ancient blacksmith glanced at him.

"Don't you ask how much you'll lose if you fail?"

"If you run out of materials, you can always grab more."

Raymond Lam answered very decisively.

"First cast."

The ancient foundry worker paused for a moment, then immediately turned the main furnace to full power.

"good!"

"Today, I'll fight alongside you!"

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen smelting furnaces were lit up at the same time.

The high-temperature primordial flames converged along the array patterns and poured entirely into the central main furnace.

However, the space mother metal did not melt immediately.

The metal piece constantly shifted its position in the flames, and with each flash, it avoided the hottest area.

The ancient craftsman pressed down on the control panel with both hands, continuously adjusting the thirty-six spatial array patterns.

"The mother metal has no fixed form."

"Ordinary smelting furnaces can't hold it in place."

"It must first be cut off from the outside world."

Lin Feng raised his right hand.

A 50-meter absolute no-go zone was immediately established.

The Space Mother Vajra was about to be transferred again, but was instead fixed directly in the center of the main furnace.

The spatial layers on the metal surface extinguished one by one, and it could no longer move even a fraction of an inch.

The ancient casting master immediately increased the intensity of the attack.

"Keep it up!"

"It will take at least three minutes!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the spatial mother metal began to soften rapidly.

Three seconds later, the grayish-white metal turned into a clump of liquid and hung quietly in the center of the flame.

The ancient foundry master stared at the temperature record of the main furnace.

"How could it be so fast?"

Lin Feng looked into the furnace.

"If it doesn't move, it will burn faster."

The ancient blacksmith opened his mouth, but couldn't find a reason to refute it.

Conventional foundry workers smelt the master metal in space by constantly calculating its jumping trajectory and then using arrays to block it layer by layer.

Lin Feng directly suppressed the spatial rules.

The complex smelting process was reduced to simply increasing the heat in his hands.

The ancient blacksmith took a deep breath and then activated the second forging table.

"Cut the main spine of the bone dragon."

As the array patterns descended, the hundreds-of-meters-long spine of the bone dragon was lifted into the air.

Immediately afterwards, thirty-six dominant-level cutting lines simultaneously landed on the spinal joints.

The ear-piercing scraping sound echoed throughout the foundry.

After the first round of cutting, only a few dozen shallow marks remained on the bone dragon's spine.

The ancient blacksmith immediately adjusted the angle of the array pattern.

"The bone dragon's spine was tempered by the spatial origin before its death, making it far stronger than ordinary overlord-level materials."

"At this rate, it will take at least two days to complete the division."

Lin Feng walked to the forging table and grasped the broken halberd.

"Where should I cut?"

The ancient casting master raised his hand and marked out 108 nodes.

"You must start from these positions, and the deviation cannot exceed half an inch."

Lin Feng scanned it once.

The next moment, the broken halberd slashed down.

clang!

The first spinal joint snapped open.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng launched a series of attacks.

A series of afterimages covered the forging table.

In less than ten breaths, all 108 nodes were cut.

The separated joints hang in mid-air, each cut surface falling precisely at the position marked by the ancient blacksmith.

The ancient casting master stepped forward and inspected each item one by one.

He became more and more silent as he looked at it.

The formation could cut materials for two days, but Lin Feng finished cutting them in ten breaths.

And there wasn't a single mistake.

The ancient blacksmith put away the cutting array diagram.

"Bring out the master metal from the space."

At this moment, he stopped explaining the process.

Because he had already figured it out.

The normal casting process is meaningless to Lin Feng.

Press down on what you can.

If you can't cut it, just chop it.

If there aren't enough materials, there are spares.

This is not a casting technique.

This is about forcibly pushing things forward using resources and power.

Immediately afterwards, the liquid space mother gold flowed out from the main furnace, splitting into 108 fine lines, which were wrapped around the surface of the joints.

The moment the two made contact, an anomaly occurred.

hum!

All joints vibrated simultaneously.

The spatial activity within the bone dragon's spine erupted in full force, attempting to expel the spatial mother metal.

Hundreds of spatial misalignments appeared inside the foundry.

Three smelting furnaces had a corner cut off on the spot.

Cracks also began to appear on the main forging table.

[Warning: Spatial stability has decreased.]

[Warning: The material fusion failure rate exceeds 80%.]

[Residual will of the Star Abyss Bone Dragon detected.]

A dark golden bone dragon phantom rose from the spine.

It spread its bony wings, and all its remaining pressure pressed down on Lin Feng.

The ancient casting master immediately activated the mental protection array.

"This skull dragon died with extreme resentment."

"It left its last will in the main spine."

"If this will is not extinguished, the joints will not accept other materials."

However, the bone dragon phantom had already locked onto Lin Feng.

It recognized the aura that had killed it.

The next moment, all the joints flew up at the same time, carrying the spatial mother metal as they crashed into Lin Feng.

Lin Feng did not back down.

The absolute restricted area has shrunk again.

Fifty meters.

Thirty meters.

ten meters.

As the restricted area pressed down, the riotous joints stopped in mid-air one by one.

The spatial dislocations disappeared rapidly.

Even the illusory bone dragon was suppressed and unable to get close to Lin Feng.

The remaining will still resists.

The entire spine vibrated continuously, trying to break free of the spatial mother metal.

The ancient blacksmith stared at the fusion data and immediately spoke.

"Suppression can only temporarily quiet it down."

"It will still reject the parent gold as long as your domain is removed."

"The remaining will must be completely eradicated."

Lin Feng raised his hand and directly grabbed the head of the bone dragon phantom.

"Then clear it out."

The reverse devouring process is activated instantly.

A powerful suction force erupted from Lin Feng's palm.

The bone dragon phantom struggled desperately, but its power was simply insufficient to leave the absolute forbidden zone.

Immediately afterwards, strands of dark golden spiritual essence were forcibly extracted and flowed into Lin Feng's body along his arm.

[Residual will of a fourth-tier Star Abyss Bone Dragon at the Dominator Realm has been detected.]

[Stripping away cluttered consciousness.]

[The spiritual essence is being transformed.]

The bone dragon phantom rapidly shrank.

It opened its mouth and let out a silent roar, but it couldn't move even a single bone.

Three breaths later, the last trace of unwillingness was drawn away.

The dark golden phantom vanished on the spot.

At the same time, the spiritual energy refined by the system nourished Lin Feng's sea of ​​consciousness.

His Dominator-level mental power increased once again, and the range of his psychic control also expanded accordingly.

Lin Feng ignored the changes in himself.

He raised his hand and re-injected the refined spiritual power into the 108 joints.

The joints, which had been violently repelling the spatial mother metal, instantly quieted down.

Immediately afterwards, the grayish-white mother gold successfully seeped into the bone.

The two materials began to truly fuse.

The alarms on the casting table kept disappearing.

Spatial stability has been restored.

Material fusion rate: 60%.

Material fusion rate: 80%.

Material fusion rate: 100%.

One hundred and eight joints simultaneously lit up with two colors: dark gold and grayish-white.

The ancient blacksmith stood in front of the forging table, staring at the weapon body that had been fused together, without making a move for a long time.

The most vulnerable step has passed just like that.

Spatial repulsion, direct suppression.

The dragon's might backfired, and it devoured the dragon on the spot.

Even the remaining will of the bone dragon was refined by Lin Feng into his own spiritual power.

The ancient blacksmith exhaled and raised his hand to activate the next round of forging array patterns.

"I have been casting for thirteen hundred years."

"I've finally come to understand a truth today."

Lin Feng asked, "What's the reasoning?"

The ancient blacksmith looked at the immortal-grade materials scattered all over the ground, and then at the spatial mother metal that was being suppressed and subdued.

"Enough materials, strong enough fists."

"The success rate of casting can be increased to 100%."