"I'm not just trying to scare you."
With those words, Chu Feng tossed the Imperial Weapon great sword downward. With a sharp crack, it pierced straight into the Magma Emperor's forehead.
Then, Chu Feng pressed his palms together and softly commanded, "Absorb."
Hummmm—
In an instant, the formation that restrained the Magma Emperor blazed with brilliant light, illuminating the surroundings.
Aaaahhh—
And the Magma Emperor let out a scream of unimaginable agony.
Pitiful — the situation was indeed wretched. Chu Feng's formation was not merely refining a weapon; it was refining the Magma Emperor's very soul.
For the Magma Emperor's soul to successfully fuse with the weapon, it had to be refined and tempered, forced to undergo a transformation.
Otherwise, if the Magma Emperor's complete, intact soul simply entered the weapon, it would obviously never obey Chu Feng. It might even use the weapon's power against him — and that would be counterproductive in the extreme.
Yet this process of refinement, tempering, and transformation was exceedingly cruel. After all, the Magma Emperor's soul was a living soul, not one that Chu Feng had created from scratch.
Were it anyone else, Chu Feng would absolutely have been unable to go through with it. But for the Magma Emperor, he would show no more mercy than he could possibly muster.
Along the way, Chu Feng had questioned the four Sacred Beasts about many things from that era, including the sins the Magma Emperor had committed.
The Magma Emperor, despite its comically foolish personality and its childishly tender voice, had been utterly ruthless and merciless in its prime — even tyrannically cruel.
Countless lives had perished at its hands. It had not spared even newborn infants. It killed whenever it pleased, and wherever it went, those who submitted to it survived while those who did not saw rivers of blood.
Though ten thousand years had passed, the sins the Magma Emperor had committed could not be forgiven. Chu Feng had no intention of killing it, so he had decided to forge its soul as punishment.
Hummmm hummmm hummmm—
Before long, the great Imperial Weapon sword began to tremble. As it shook, vast and terrifying power surged forth, ravaging heaven and earth. The world around them plunged once more into a nightmarish state of darkness and chaos.
But this time, the cause was not the aura of a martial expert — it was a weapon.
This situation persisted for ten days and ten nights. After those ten days and ten nights, the great sword finally ceased its trembling, and the Magma Emperor no longer let out its wails of suffering.
Yet the aura emanating from the great sword was far more terrifying than it had been ten days prior. The power that ravaged heaven and earth was no longer of the Emperor level — it was of the Ancestral level.
It was not only the aura that had changed. The sword's appearance had transformed as well.
The entire blade was a deep, fiery red, laced with patterns that flowed like molten magma. Blazing heat rippled along its surface, and searing flames licked upward from the steel. It was extraordinary in its dominance.
Crack… crack… crack…
BOOM—
Suddenly, the Magma Emperor's physical body shattered, plunging into the sea and slowly sinking into the depths.
That body was like stone now — devoid of any special quality. The Magma Emperor was dead — or at least its physical body had been utterly destroyed.
But the sword still hovered above the ocean's surface. Its scorching heat sent the sea churning into great rolling waves, and the once-frigid seawater had long since been turned to boiling water.
"A half-complete ancestral weapon… Chu Feng, you did it. You actually did it!"
"This is absolutely a half-complete ancestral weapon. This aura has completely and utterly surpassed that of an Imperial Weapon!"
The four Sacred Beasts spoke one after another, their eyes blazing with excitement and wonder.
After all, even they had never before witnessed a half-complete ancestral weapon — and this one had been forged with Chu Feng's own hands.
Chu Feng had once again accomplished something that even Qingxuantian had never managed.
"Four seniors, fall back!" But at that very moment, Chu Feng let out a thunderous shout.
The instant his commanding cry rang out, an invisible force swept outward and gently pushed the four Sacred Beasts away.
The force was immensely powerful, yet remarkably gentle. In the span of a single breath, it had carried all four of them back a distance of hundreds of thousands of meters. It was not the power of the four Sacred Beasts.
It was Chu Feng. He had used his own power to send the four Sacred Beasts retreating.