"Qi Zhou's ability to forge the Supreme Ancestral Dragon Seal at the Dao Artifact level back then is enough to show its profound foundation in the art of weapon forging."
"Although it was precisely because of this event that it suffered intervention and heavy damage from a mysterious powerful expert, causing Qi Zhou to be severely weakened and unable to recover, Qi Zhou's foundation is still there. Perhaps it can allow my Supreme Ancestral Dragon Seal embryo to be completely refined into a peerless Imperial Weapon. This way, my strength will increase a hundredfold, a thousandfold. Even if I still cannot compare to a Celestial Venerable, it will at least make me invincible below the Celestial Venerable realm."
Ling Fan's eyes flashed with a strange light.
His figure disappeared.
Qi Zhou.
Myriad Artifact Palace.
This was the only supreme king sect in Qi Zhou, occupying almost the most core and abundant section of the Heavenly Eye Ancient Mountain.
Legend had it that within the Myriad Artifact Palace.
There were as many as three super heavenly veins.
And.
Beneath the Myriad Artifact Palace, there was an inexhaustible supply of high-grade terrestrial fire. It was said to be a high-grade terrestrial fire that even Emperor Venerable experts would covet. Not only could it be used to cultivate powerful Imperial Arts, but it could also double the efficiency in weapon forging, greatly improving the quality of the weapons forged.
However, the Myriad Artifact Palace had strict hierarchy.
These had always been mere legends.
Apart from a few core members of the Myriad Artifact Palace, others had no idea about the reality or truth.
The Heavenly Eye Ancient Mountain was like a massive ancient dragon, billions of miles long, stretching across the land.
In the middle section, at the foot of a certain mountain.
A prosperous city, tens of thousands of times larger than Plum Mountain Ancient City, lay dormant like a giant beast.
From a distance.
Ling Fan could feel the incredibly dense atmosphere of weapon forging.
The sounds of clanging and banging were incessant.
Ling Fan couldn't help but smile.
As if he could see countless weapon smiths, bare-chested, sweating profusely, wielding heavy hammers to strike the weapon embryos.
"This feeling, it's been a long time."
Ling Fan couldn't help but stretch his muscles.
He felt his hands itching.
In his previous life, he was extremely fond of the art of weapon forging and had extraordinary attainments in this field. However, after reincarnating, he became engrossed in rapidly increasing his strength, neglecting weapon forging somewhat.
Now, to forge the Supreme Ancestral Dragon Seal, the supreme weapon of the Dragon race, into a peerless Imperial Weapon, it made him excited all over, as if his blood was about to boil.
"I remember that in my previous life, when I was at the Heavenly Emperor realm, I once attempted to forge the Supreme Ancestral Dragon Seal, the supreme weapon of the Dragon race, but ultimately failed. Now, I have merged the Supreme Ancestral Dragon Seal into my body. I am the Ancestral Dragon Seal, and the Ancestral Dragon Seal is my body. This time, I can only succeed, not fail!"
"To forge a Supreme Ancestral Dragon Seal of peerless Imperial Weapon level requires an astronomical amount of resources. Only by infiltrating the core of the Myriad Artifact Palace can I act conveniently."
But he heard that the Myriad Artifact Palace was extremely strict and its identity verification for blacksmith members was extremely rigorous. If I were to enter rashly, I'm afraid even if I could infiltrate the Myriad Artifact Palace, I wouldn't be able to get close to its core.
Ling Fan stepped into this city.
How to infiltrate the Myriad Artifact Palace was something that troubled him a bit.
Just as he had no clue.
Ahead, there was a clamor of voices.
It seemed like some grand event was being held.
Ling Fan's mind moved.
He soon appeared at the front.
He saw in a huge circular coliseum-shaped square, countless people were crowded, each with a fanatical expression, staring intently at the center of the square.
What surprised Ling Fan was.
Most of these spectators were blacksmiths.
Of course, they were not high-level blacksmiths.
Most of them were Earth-grade blacksmiths at the Saint realm, or low-grade Heaven-grade blacksmiths at the Yuan Emperor or Xuan Emperor level.
There were very few mid-grade Heaven-grade blacksmiths.
But with so many blacksmiths gathered together, the scene was still quite spectacular.
Ling Fan looked at a thin, monkey-faced youth beside him and asked, "What kind of大会 is this?"
The youth looked at him strangely and said, "Brother, where are you from? You don't even know about our Luo Yun City Divine Weapon Assembly!"
"Divine Weapon Assembly?"
"I can tell you're not a blacksmith. The Divine Weapon Assembly is the highest-level blacksmith competition in Luo Yun City. The winner has a chance to enter the Myriad Artifact Palace, and even meet the young master!"
Speaking of this.
The youth's eyes showed an incomparably fanatical and admiring light.
Ling Fan couldn't help but smile and said, "Why don't you participate?"
The youth pouted and said, "Easy for you to say! Do you know how high the standard of this competition is? At least Heaven-grade mid-tier blacksmiths are qualified to participate. Heaven-grade mid-tier blacksmiths, they are Grandmasters who can forge mid-grade Imperial Weapons, let alone Heaven-grade top-tier Grandmasters! I am currently only an Earth-grade blacksmith, and I don't know when I'll have the qualification to participate. And even if I can participate one day, with such fierce competition, my chances of standing out are slim, slim! Alas!"
"Young man, show some spirit."
Ling Fan smiled faintly and patted the thin youth's shoulder.
When the youth turned his head back.
Ling Fan had already disappeared.
He suddenly scratched his head vigorously.
Because he suddenly couldn't remember Ling Fan's appearance or voice, he even doubted if he had just spoken to someone.
His head became more and more confused.
Until he found a very complex and profound "True Explanation of Weapon Forging" appearing in his mind, he was dumbfounded.
"I... I think I just met a noble person! This is the True Explanation of Weapon Forging that countless blacksmiths dream of! But who was that person, why don't I have any impression of them!"
...
Inside the circular square below.
Just as many participating Grand Blacksmiths were showcasing their life's learning.
A young figure arrived late.
An old man with a goatee, who was presiding over the competition, said with a stern face, "Who is disturbing the competition ground? Leave quickly."
"I'm here to participate in the competition."
Ling Fan answered honestly.
"Nonsense! The competition has already entered the second round, and even this round is nearing its end. How can one participate midway? Is that fair to others? What makes you think you deserve me to make an exception for you? You..."
The old man with the goatee lectured him.
But his words were not finished.
Ling Fan's hand suddenly ignited with an extremely terrifying flame. It was a flame mixed with the Demonic Fire Red Lotus and High-grade Dragon Flame, and even a trace of Nirvana Tribulation Fire, forming the shape of a furnace, burning fiercely in the air.
Ling Fan casually took out some materials.
And began to refine them like this.
"What a high-grade flame! What kind of Imperial Fire is this? Could it be Heavenly Fire?" The old man with the goatee was stunned, his mouth agape.
Soon.
One by one, blacksmiths completed their works for this round of the competition.
At this time.
Ling Fan's work was also completed.
A miniature short sword, only the length of a forearm, floated out of the flames.
A total of one hundred and one golden artifact patterns shone with dazzling brilliance.