Sword Venerable Ling Tian

On top of the meetingplace, Ling Tian quietly stood there, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.    

    

In all the lands around Meng Hao, there was only one sword in his heart.    

    

At this moment, within Ling Tian's body, the A hundred thousand sword intents was trembling as it started to gather in his dantian.    

    

"The sword is created from the heart and forged from blood. The artifact of blood and sweat is created from the heart."    

    

Suddenly, Ling Tian muttered these words. In the next moment, he slowly removed the purple sheath by his waist and held it in his hand.    

    

"I have waited so long for this day. It is my fault that I have let you suffer for so long. Today, all eyes are on you, and that is your compensation ? "    

    

Ling Tian reached out and grabbed the hilt of sword that was exposed, and with a sudden pull, he pulled it out!    

    

"Tssssssssss ?"    

    

The Sword blade was unsheathed, it was densely packed, like ten million streaks of star lightning and fire, it suddenly blossomed from within the scabbard!    

    

Just like a star exploding in the night sky, the intense dazzling light effect caused waves of exclamations within the medicinal fragrant valley.    

    

This was the Spirit that Ling Tian had forged in advance, in order to refine his own life's spirit weapon!    

    

"It's this sword!"    

    

In the audience seating, the gaze of a Monk suddenly grew fierce.    

    

Since the creation of this sword was successful, it had only been unsheathed once. And at that time, a single sword strike broke the golden cover of Xingyi!    

    

"A sword? What do you mean? What the hell is Ling Tian doing? "    

    

"I don't know. Could it be that he wants to reforge it? But there is no Array on this sword, and I have never seen one either? "    

    

On the viewing platform, everyone looked at the sword in Ling Tian's hand and was confused.    

    

"This sword seems to be made from chrysotile and Thunderstar Stone! Ling Tian is not trying to forge a Thunder Sword, but to challenge it! "    

    

Just then, Yue Dinglun clenched his fists and spoke each word.    

    

Seeing the aura of a chrysotile in Ling Tian's sword, his eyes reddened. If he had it, he would be more confident in levelling up the fire seed.    

    

"What?" chrysotile! He wants to challenge the Thunder Sword, this Ling Tian, is crazy! "    

    

"chrysotile, that's a sacred object out of Spirit Materials. It's not used to level up fire seed, but it wants to forge swords. Truly a complete madman!"    

    

The faces of everyone present could already be described as shocked.    

    

Thunderstar Stone, triptyloxine, were simply incomparable to chrysotile. They could not imagine what kind of power Ling Tian actually had to dare to use these three top tier materials to forge swords and use them to challenge the Thunder Eradication that was ranked number one on the Sword Ranking!    

    

Ling Tian stood in the middle of the Array, unaffected by anything.    

    

His hand gripped the Spirit Channeling sword embryo, and after being nurtured by the Purple Fault for so many days, a thin golden thread swam within the faint golden colored transparent sword blade.    

    

This was the spiritual item from the Ziji Sword.    

    

After being nurtured, although they were still far from being comparable to Soul of Artifact, they could already be seen.    

    

"Blood Refinement ?"    

    

Ling Tian placed the sword embryo on top of the Furnace, and then the acanthopanax surged out, entering the Furnace and wrapping it up.    

    

Just then, Ling Tian made another terrifying move.    

    

He actually took out a dagger, cut open the ten fingers on his hands, and dripped a drop of fresh red blood onto the acanthopanax!    

    

"What forging method is this?"    

    

"Refining with blood essence? Are there any records of them in the ancient texts? "    

    

Everyone looked at each other, but their eyes were filled with doubt and puzzlement.    

    

"Great Clan Elder, did you teach Ling Tian the refining method?" Dugu Jianhan also frowned and asked. He had never known that there was such a thing.    

    

"No, I don't know. What's the matter with him? "He never revealed anything to me ?"    

    

Yue Dinglun shook his head, his brows knitted tightly. He felt that he had probably underestimated Ling Tian's harvests in the Wuhui Valley.    

    

"It seems that I have to find some time. I need to make a trip to Lingnan." Yue Dinglun thought in his heart.    

    

The five hundred Refiner s all started refining, but among them, only Ling Tian was the only one who could cause others to stare.    

    

They wouldn't have been able to see that the drop of blood essence was tightly wrapped by the sword shadow. After going through the high temperature of the acanthopanax, not only did it not evaporate, it was instead turned into a faint golden color as if it had been refined, dropping onto the sword embryo and merging into the sword body.    

    

Inside the sword body, the thin thread was like a hungry child, as it directly swallowed the blood essence that dripped onto the sword body. Then its body, visible to the naked eye, swelled up.    

    

Time passed very quickly, and gradually, the sound of the sword embryo being forged began to ring out.    

    

However, in this process, there were also people who were constantly failing. If it was a smelting mistake, the furnace would explode, or there would be a forging mistake, and the embryo would break. This caused the Refiner to be in a sorry state, and retreated with a gloomy face.    

    

Yuwen Ting and Qi Lei also finished melting the materials one after the other.    

    

Both of them were extremely experienced in the art of martial arts and could be said to be the norm in a textbook. Until now, neither of them had made any mistakes or mistakes.    

    

An hour later, Yun Yang, who was drenched in sweat, finally finished refining the Spirit Materials, and condensed it into the shape of a blade.    

    

Different from everyone else, Yun Yang was holding a green gold hammer in his hands. It danced like the wind, and with jingling sounds, it moved as fast as a sudden rain.    

    

"Rainstorm Hammer Technique!" The son of Yun Yang, is really a Successor Disciple of the Master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion! "    

    

"That's right, the name of this Torrential Rain Hammer could move the Yun State. I see it in the Crown Prince's hands today, it is truly admirable!"    

    

Everyone held their breaths. This powerful hammer technique originated from Dugu Jian Han. It was also Dugu Jian Han's signature hammer technique, and was extremely powerful.    

    

Dugu Jian Han looked at Yun Yang, who was still forging his blade, with extreme gratification. Before he even had the chance to laugh, he was attracted by the shocked cries of the audience.    

    

The Ling Tian below had already pulled out the sword embryo s from the acanthopanax, and the current sword embryo was far from being as gorgeous as before. Even the sword had been melted and taken shape.    

    

However, when Ling Tian raised the ordinary forging hammer and struck the sword embryo, every single strike seemed to be neither fast nor slow. Every single strike was flawless and natural, as if they were made in heaven, and every single strike would bring about tens of thousands of sparks.    

    

"This is no ordinary hammering technique. Although it doesn't seem like a good falling hammer, each and every hammer-like shadow is illusory. His actual falling hammer speed is actually almost at the limit!"    

    

"That's right, Ling Tian's hammer technique seems to have... "He has already reached the peak of perfection. Could it be that this boy has been practicing his hammer since he was born? Otherwise, how could he be so powerful?"