After the Emperor Gate had been intimidated by Chu Feng, it did exactly as he had predicted — it began to shrink, reducing into a gate only three meters tall.
But even so, the gate was still far too large, so Chu Feng employed a Condensation Formation to shrink it further.
Clearly, Qing Xuantian had once used the same technique before, so the formation deployed with remarkable smoothness. The once-colossal Emperor Gate, a spectacle that had shaken the world, was reduced to the size of a sword hilt.
Once everything was ready, Chu Feng deposited the Emperor Gate into the Fusion Grand Formation.
However, before doing so, neither the giant sword nor the Emperor Gate was made to recognize him as its master.
The reason was simple — only objects without a master possessed the purest essence, and it was precisely that purity Chu Feng required.
After the Fusion Grand Formation was sealed and officially set into motion, a full thirteen more days passed.
Boom—
Finally, after thirteen days and nights of being sealed shut, the grand formation opened.
And when it did, a long sword over two meters in length materialized before Chu Feng, hovering in midair.
The long sword was pitch black in color. Although the previous patterns still remained, they were no longer as distinct — it resembled an Emperor Armament freshly forged.
But this was no ordinary Emperor Armament. It was an Emperor Armament born from the fusion of the giant sword and the Emperor Gate. Chu Feng had succeeded. He had accomplished what even Qing Xuantian had failed to do — merging these two Emperor Armaments into one.
The moment this Emperor Armament appeared, even the Coiling Dragon Rage Slash in Chu Feng's grasp began trembling uncontrollably on its own.
It was fear. The aura emanating from this Emperor Armament was enough to frighten even Chu Feng's Coiling Dragon Rage Slash. Yet the Coiling Dragon Rage Slash was itself an ancient relic — a supreme-grade artifact among Emperor Armaments.
But that long sword could make even the Coiling Dragon Rage Slash tremble in fear. Just imagine how powerful an Emperor Armament it truly was. It was likely that in the entire Martial Sacred Land, no weapon of such terrifying might could ever be found again.
This was the true King of Emperor Armaments.
"I never imagined that you, young one, would actually pull this off."
"Not bad at all. You've truly broadened the horizons of us four old fogeys."
"If Qing Xuantian knew, he would surely be overjoyed."
"Indeed. After all, both of these weapons were supreme treasures recovered from those ruins."
Just then, four voices suddenly rang out by Chu Feng's ears. Upon hearing these four voices, Chu Feng's heart lurched.
Though he had not heard them for a very long time, they were as familiar as ever now that they had returned. And… they were the four voices he had most longed to hear.
They belonged to the Azure Dragon Swift Movement Technique, the White Tiger Attack Technique, the Vermilion Bird Revival Technique, and the Xuan Martial Armor Escape Technique.
"Junior Chu Feng respectfully welcomes the four seniors."
Without hesitation, Chu Feng dropped to one knee and performed a grand bow toward the sky. Though he knelt in the most reverent of postures, his face was beaming with a smile.
For this was a moment he had waited a very long time for.
"Hahaha…"
And in the very next instant, four bursts of laughter echoed from within Chu Feng's body. Soon after, four luminous figures streaked out from inside him.