"I'm not just trying to scare you."
As Chu Feng spoke, he suddenly hurled the Imperial Weapon sword downward. With a sharp crack, it plunged straight into the Magma Emperor's forehead.
Then Chu Feng pressed his palms together and softly commanded, "Seal!"
Hum—
In an instant, the array binding the Magma Emperor blazed with brilliant light, illuminating all directions.
Aaaah—
The Magma Emperor let out a scream of unbearable agony.
It was a miserable sight, truly wretched. Chu Feng's array was not simply forging a weapon — it was refining the Magma Emperor's soul.
For the Magma Emperor's soul to successfully merge into the weapon, it had to be refined and tempered, forced to undergo a transformation.
Otherwise, if the Magma Emperor simply entered the weapon with its soul intact, it would clearly never obey Chu Feng. It might even turn the weapon's power against him — and that would be a catastrophic loss.
However, the process of refining, tempering, and altering the soul was exceedingly cruel. After all, the Magma Emperor's soul was a living soul, not something Chu Feng had conjured from nothing.
With anyone else, Chu Feng would never have had the heart. But with the Magma Emperor, he would show as much ruthlessness as he could muster.
Along the way, Chu Feng had questioned the Four Great Saint Beasts about many things from the old days, including the sins the Magma Emperor had committed.
Though the Magma Emperor was a buffoonish character with a voice as tender as an infant's, in its prime it had been utterly ruthless — even barbaric and merciless.
The lives it had taken were beyond counting. It would not even spare newborn babies. Whenever it wished to kill, it killed. Everywhere it went, one either submitted or was bathed in rivers of blood.
Though ten thousand years had passed, the sins of the Magma Emperor could not be forgiven. Since Chu Feng did not intend to kill it, he decided to forge its soul as punishment.
Hum hum hum—
Before long, the colossal Imperial Weapon sword began to tremble. As it shook, a torrential force started to wreak havoc across the heavens and earth, plunging the world once more into a terrifying state of darkness and upheaval.
And this time, it was not the pressure of a martial expert that caused it, but a single weapon.
This continued for ten days and ten nights. After that period, the great sword had ceased its trembling, and the Magma Emperor no longer let out its wails.
But the aura the sword now radiated was far more terrifying than it had been ten days prior. The force it unleashed upon the world was no longer Imperial-tier martial power — it was Ancestral-tier.
It was not just the aura that had changed; the appearance of the great sword had transformed as well.
The entire blade was a fiery red, with patterns flowing across it like streams of magma, wreathed in scorching flames — imposing and extraordinary beyond measure.
Crack… crack… crack…
Rumble rumble rumble—
Suddenly, the Magma Emperor's physical body shattered and plunged into the sea, slowly sinking into the depths.
That body was like an ordinary stone now, stripped of any special quality. The Magma Emperor was dead — or at least, its physical body had been utterly destroyed.
Yet the sword still hovered above the surface of the water. Its scorching heat sent the sea into roiling turmoil; the once-frigid water had long since turned to boiling.
"A half-forged Ancestral Weapon… Chu Feng, you did it. You actually succeeded."
"This is definitely a half-forged Ancestral Weapon. Its might has completely surpassed that of an Imperial Weapon."
The Four Great Saint Beasts spoke one after another, their eyes blazing with excitement.
After all, even they had never seen a half-forged Ancestral Weapon before — and this one had been forged by Chu Feng's own hands.
Chu Feng had once again accomplished something that even Qing Xuantian had failed to do.
"Four seniors, fall back!" But at that moment, Chu Feng suddenly roared.
The instant his shout rang out, an invisible force swept outward and pushed the Four Great Saint Beasts apart.
The force was powerful but gentle, instantly sending them retreating hundreds of thousands of meters. Yet it was not the Four Great Saint Beasts' own power.
It was Chu Feng's. He had used his own strength to push them back.
Rumble rumble rumble—
And just then, the half-forged Ancestral Weapon suddenly swung itself of its own accord.
The moment the half-forged Ancestral Weapon swung, a pillar of flame shot forth from within it, hurtling toward Chu Feng in a devastating slash.