Xuanguang shot straight up into the clouds from the mountain wall, thousands or even hundreds of miles away. Suddenly, above the Qingyuan Sect, pitch-black storm clouds gathered.
Li Mo looked at the Hammer Treasure that had been reborn, and felt a stirring in his inner world.
The Hammer Treasure was entirely black and red, covered with patterns of karma fire and fallen star flames. It seemed like a lotus suddenly blooming, ancient and crude yet beautiful.
Grabbing the hammer handle, he felt a sense of closeness, as if it were part of his bloodline.
“Hammer Treasure can now use the power of heaven and earth.”
“It can change freely within my inner world; to me, it can be as light as a feather, but to others, it can weigh a thousand catties.”
“It never wears out, forging soldiers and imbuing them with spirit, the power of the wind and clouds…”
In an instant, Li Mo’s mind was filled with enlightenment about the quasi-spiritual hammer, Hammer Treasure.
The hammer transmitted its spiritual vitality, as if boasting to its owner.
“The best hammer.”
Li Mo didn’t hesitate to flatter Hammer Treasure, feeling particularly happy.
Hammer Treasure sensed Li Mo’s emotions and shook a few times, not knowing that Li Mo was pleased because he could now say to Ice Chunk with confidence:
“Hammer Treasure truly can use the power of heaven and earth.”
Li Mo put the Hammer Treasure in his pocket and glanced at the two old men who looked dazed.
Elder Han He was okay; he wasn’t as skilled.
Du Wufeng was like seeing a ghost. As a divine craftsman, he knew how incredible and absurd this process was.
“What… How did you know I just forged a quasi-spiritual weapon?”
Little Li seemed surprised, as if noticing them for the first time.
“??????”
Du Wufeng confirmed his thoughts and took a deep breath of the pulse of the fire vein.
He fell silent for a long while. He wanted to praise him, but found it hard to do so.
He felt that what he saw had surpassed the scope of forging techniques.
Oh no, he, a divine craftsman, had stumbled into a blind spot of knowledge.
“Yeah, this hammer is quite something.”
“Playing around, Old Du. You’re drooling. If you want to see it, go ahead. And thank you for lending me the Unpolished Hammer.”
Li Mo smiled and returned both the Hammer Treasure and Old Master Du’s hammer.
Du Wufeng’s lips curled, but he only took back his own hammer: “Let’s not look at it for now.”
“Are you afraid that once you see it, your own hammer won’t seem impressive anymore?”
“That’s not entirely it. I wish I hadn’t come to the Qingyuan Sect.”
Du Wufeng wiped his saliva and hid his greedy expression, retreating silently behind Elder Han He.
Li Mo helplessly said: “I was just livening up the atmosphere. You don’t have to…”
Du Wufeng sighed: “When the heavenly tribulation strikes you later, will it affect me too?”
“Huh?”
Li Mo was stunned.
To be honest, he hadn’t been a craftsman for long. Without realizing it himself, he used science and hard work to create a quasi-spiritual weapon.
From what Old Master Du implied, it wasn’t hard to guess.
A quasi-spiritual weapon, with heavenly tribulation?
“Is that true, Old Du?” Li Mo’s eyes widened, excitedly asking.
“?”
This time, Elder Han He and Old Master Du exchanged glances, puzzled.
Why was this kid more excited?
…
Outside, dark clouds surged, space shattered, and rainbow lights filled the sky above Qingyuan. The world seemed to have vibrant life and boundless silence, scorching heat and icy cold. Various forces seemed like branches extending from a tree, dancing wildly in the wind and clouds stirred by the quasi-spiritual weapon.
These laws intertwined and were chaotic, yet they seemed to follow some kind of order.
…
At that moment, they all boiled under that column of light, as if boundless power was brewing within.
“Heavenly tribulation?”
Ying Bing, at the bottom of Qingyuan, lifted her head, sensing something.
Heavenly tribulation might arise in two situations: one where someone at the realm of grasping the essence of heaven and earth intends to break through and incorporate the great path into their body.
Another was when divine objects emerged, bearing the resonance of the Dao.
The former was punishment, often called heavenly retribution, while the latter was a test, known as heavenly tribulation.
Based on the current situation, it seemed more likely to be the latter…
Just then, Ying Bing seemed to sense something and suddenly lifted her head.
In the sky, another outline appeared at the edge of the three large suns.
bl**d-colored lightning flickered around it, as if it were the sun, or an opened vertical pupil, or something between the two.
…
“Divine retribution descends, and another sun appears?”
“Since ancient times, there has only been one sun. It is rumored that the other two are transformed by the royal family’s strong individuals of Da Yu. Could it be that the royal family has produced another being that embodies the sun?”
“Even if there is, what does it have to do with divine retribution?”
Countless people were astonished when they noticed another sun in the sky.
Some said it wasn’t a sun, but a spectacle formed by a powerful individual, while others claimed it was a coincidence, coinciding with a royal family member breaking through.
Others believed the mythological nine suns had always existed, hidden for the sake of the common people.
Amidst the various speculations, very few knew the truth.
In the high tower of the Yantian Sect, the old woman, despite her pale face, still took out a jade plate and began to predict the changes.
In the Imperial Capital, Emperor Jingtai walked out of the imperial study, his brows furrowed with worry, as if he had seen something he was extremely unwilling to happen, with a result already set.
…
Boom—
Above the Qingyuan Sect, a blue-purple lightning tore through the clouds, cutting into the mountain wall of the Shenbing Peak, directly heading towards the Hammer Treasure below.
Li Mo did not let go of the hammer and instantly made a decision, reversing upwards.
The hammer’s momentum surged, like a meteor falling from the sky, his strength ordinary but domineering and fierce.
Without technique, purely force.
Hammer Treasure was closely linked to his bloodline and inner world, and moreover, the Eight-Ninth Profound Technique required him to endure trials and rise against the odds.
Rip—Bang!
A loud explosion echoed, lightning and fire scattered, and the destructive aura spread across the mountaintop.
Fortunately, Li Mo had invited Divine Craftsman Du to help, taking away the disciples from the Shenbing Peak, otherwise, there would have been countless casualties.
In the Main Peak Great Hall.
When the fourth sun reappeared, everyone had gathered here to watch.
“What happened with the heavenly tribulation?”
“Why are there four suns?”
“Who got struck by lightning on the Shenbing Peak?”
The entire Qingyuan Sect was in chaos.
Du Wufeng put down the other people from the Shenbing Peak and explained the situation, the noisy hall falling into a stunned silence.
“How did he forge a quasi-spiritual weapon?”
“He already had one before, this time he just combined the Paniyao Meteor Hammer with it.”
“Where did he get it?”
Those familiar and unfamiliar with Li Mo couldn’t understand. Except for those who had been to the Imperial Capital, everyone suddenly remembered the inconspicuous fire poker in the Tianren City.
But at this moment, none of these details mattered. What was important was that Li Mo had broken through the heavenly tribulation.
The four suns still hung high, seemingly brewing even more terrifying power.
