Chapter 2875 - 2851: On the Eve of the Great Battle

Chapter 2875: Chapter 2851: On the Eve of the Great Battle

Chapter 2851: The Eve of Great War

Looking at the irregular silver metallic liquid within the Eternal Divine Flame, Lin Feng stabilized the Eternal Divine Flame and continued the smelting process. He then isolated the Indestructible Flame, which transformed into a vibrant blaze. With a wave of his hand, the Indestructible Flame surged towards the remaining metals on the ground, instantly enveloping them all.

In no time, these metals were wrapped into a mass of liquid metal several zhang high, suspended in front of Lin Feng by the Indestructible Flame. The metal within the Indestructible Flame was of various colors, with many incompatible elements; however, this posed no significant issue. Seeing this situation, Lin Feng reintroduced both the Indestructible Flame and the encased liquid metal back into the Eternal Divine Flame.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the silver liquid metal seemed averse to incorporating foreign elements, causing a disturbance that sent flames shooting outwards from the previously stable Eternal Divine Flame. Witnessing this, Lin Feng shifted his Divine Sense, regaining control over the Eternal Divine Flame.

He was truly surprised by the metal’s rejection response, something he had never encountered before. Gazing into the Eternal Divine Flame, the silver metallic liquid quickly enveloped and absorbed the other colorful metal liquids, integrating them into the silver liquid, as if the other metals had never existed.

Observing the silver metallic liquid within the Eternal Divine Flame, Lin Feng expanded his Divine Sense, then infused a Formation and the saber’s prototype into the silver liquid metal. The silver liquid separated into countless silver droplets, with the Formation resembling a transparent rune attached to these tiny silver droplets. Gradually, these droplets visibly coalesced into the shape of a saber.

Seeing this, Lin Feng intensified the Eternal Divine Flame, causing the blaze to suddenly become more fierce. The surrounding Yuan Energy surged relentlessly outwards, accompanied by an intangible wave of heat, pushing the temperature in the entire space to the extreme.

After a full six hours, the over one hundred weapons within the Eternal Divine Flame gradually began taking shape, with the saber’s silhouette clearly visible. Once the Eternal Divine Flame stabilized and fully solidified these sabers, Lin Feng reduced the fire’s intensity; promptly, the surrounding temperature eased down, and the space around returned to its original state. This process was all about merging the contours of these Dharma Treasures, thus haste was not an option.

After a few more hours, Lin Feng retrieved the previously found Crystal Stones and some Demon Cores from his Space Ring, introducing them into the Eternal Divine Flame. He then closed his eyes again, intending to inscribe the sect’s totems on these sabers, symbolizing the identity of the Ascenders.

He attached Crystal Stones of various elemental attributes onto the blades of each treasured saber. Subsequently, he inscribed the character "Dragon" in a bold yet solemn script, thereafter integrating the Formation into the saber bodies. As the sabers’ outlines gradually became clear, it appeared as though a thin membrane had encased the blades. This Formation could enhance the Cultivation Technique and Yuangang of the Ascenders.

Having completed all this, Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction at the over one hundred weapons within the Eternal Divine Flame before collecting the Eternal Divine Flame. All these treasured sabers floated orderly in the air, radiating dazzling silver brilliance.

Lin Feng smiled faintly and gathered all the sabers except for one. He extended his hand, and the saber, several zhang in length, landed in his hand. He examined the saber carefully, noting that both the hilt and blade were entirely silver, emitting a gentle silver glow. The blade, like a mirror, exuded a chilling aura, with a thread of cold light continuously swirling at the center of the edge, enhancing its sharpness. At the base of the blade, a light blue Crystal Stone sparkled radiantly, with an engraved "Dragon" character beside it. The entire saber emitted an imposing pressure that was chilling, undoubtedly a fine blade.

Rising Dragon Sky-Burning Saber.

In his heart, Lin Feng gave this treasured saber a name. This name encapsulates the sect’s name, and "Sky-Burning" indirectly hints at the defiance of the Myriad Heavens Divine Realm. Nodding in satisfaction, he stored the saber in his Space Ring.

He then retracted the surrounding Barrier, and upon doing so, saw Bage Tower standing like a statue, staring blankly at Lin Feng. Lin Feng walked over and patted Bage Tower’s shoulder, saying, "Summon all Ascenders for a meeting."

Bage Tower stared at Lin Feng for a moment before snapping back to reality, declaring in admiration, "Sect Master, were you refining weapons for us? That’s amazing!"

"Yes. By the way, has there really been no activity at the Ascension Hall? Nothing unusual?" Lin Feng turned his head, looking towards the Ascension Hall, which he had moved earlier. It had been a long time with no new Ascenders. Could something have gone wrong in the move? He felt he needed to study this thoroughly once the sect stabilized. Perhaps a method to reach Earth could be found through the Ascension Hall.

"No, it’s been very quiet, and I keep watch daily," Bage Tower assured, yet he was unsurprised. After all, the Ascension Hall had only been relocated for two years, and despite the Myriad Heavens Divine Realm’s long existence, there have been only a few Ascenders. Ascending is not an easy feat.

Lin Feng nodded and walked with Bage Tower towards the rear hall...

Inside the Rising Dragon Hall.

The Ascenders had been gathered here, all standing in the grand hall, gazing up at Lin Feng, standing high atop the stairs. At this moment, they all speculated that this might be the last meeting before the sect’s great battle, making it very crucial.

Lin Feng looked down at the crowd and then directly addressed the more than one hundred Ascenders below, smiling as he spoke, "Everyone need not be so grave. The reason for gathering you here today is to discuss the sect’s battle matters. Truly, there’s no need to be so tense—just relax."

Truthfully, Lin Feng himself was quite worried, but as the Sect Master, he could not show it. Moreover, he did not hold a surefire victory in this war, nor did he want to burden the sect’s Ascenders with pressure. He had also considered the worst-case scenario: if resistance proved futile, Rong City would still offer refuge. He had vowed to protect the Ascenders and would not let them be entirely obliterated.

Listening to Lin Feng’s words, everyone exchanged glances and breathed a sigh of relief. They were all aware of their own strength—wanting to compete against the entire Myriad Heavens Divine Realm felt like an insurmountable challenge. Yet, with Lin Feng by their side, they were no longer afraid; as long as Lin Feng stood with them, they were willing to advance and retreat with him, regardless of life or death.

Lin Feng saw the flicker of determination and trust in the eyes of the crowd, and his heart gradually eased. Then he took more than a hundred weapons out from his Space Ring, letting them float in the air.

"What is this?"

"Are these weapons refined by the Sect Master?"

"Are these for us? That’s amazing!"

...

The Ascenders saw these weapons and excitedly began to chatter among themselves, unable to contain their emotions. They had always wanted a Dharma Treasure of their own. Having been in the Myriad Heavens Divine Realm for so long, as cultivators, it was indeed embarrassing to not even have a decently weapon. Seeing the treasures floating in the hall, everyone’s eyes lit up, never imagining that the Sect Master would personally refine weapons for them.

Lin Feng commanded Ma Biaohu: "Dashan, give everyone a demonstration."

"Yes, boss!" Ma Biaohu immediately responded, then soared into the air, grabbed one of the Rising Dragon Sky-Burning Sabers in mid-air, and swung it.

"Swish!"

Suddenly, something unexpected happened—a faint saber energy flew out. The saber energy resembled a crescent moon, and accompanied by the surrounding Yuan Energy, it surged outward like tumultuous waves. Instantly, a circle of silvery-white halo flickered around him, and in the blink of an eye, clear saber marks several zhang deep appeared on the stone pillar a hundred zhang away, leaving everyone stunned!

"What a fine saber! What a fine saber!" Ma Biaohu spun and landed, gripping the hilt and touching the blade, exclaiming. Even though this saber wasn’t as powerful as his Seven Stars Thunderclap, its power was sufficient. He was only demonstrating with a tenth of his strength; if he used full force, the saber energy could cut through the pillars of the entire hall.

"Wow, how impressive without using Yuangang! If Yuangang were used, the power would be unimaginable!"

"A treasured saber indeed! The Sect Master’s artifact refining skills are truly extraordinary!"

"This is incredible!"

...

Seeing the saber marks on the pillar a hundred zhang away, all the Ascenders stood there with their mouths agape. If they could possess such weapons, their strength would greatly improve. Thinking of this, they were all exhilarated.

Lin Feng then made a gesture, and the sabers fell into the hands of the Ascenders. Seeing their fondness for the precious blades, he revealed a slight smile and continued, "I named these sabers Rising Dragon Sky-Burning Sabers. The character ’Dragon’ on the blade signifies that you are members of the Rising Dragon Hall and are forever Ascenders. I want everyone in the Myriad Heavens Divine Realm to raise their heads, no longer subject to previous oppressions, so that you can feel proud to be part of the Ascenders’ sect!"

At this point, Lin Feng’s emotions also became heightened. He felt that all the pressure since arriving in the Myriad Heavens Divine Realm was now being released. His journey had been arduous, but seeing the hundred-plus pairs of trusting eyes, he realized that everything he had done was worth it. He finally understood the heavy responsibilities he carried and the mission and significance of coming to the Myriad Heavens Divine Realm.

"Long live the Sect Master!"

"Long live the Rising Dragon Hall!"

"Long live the Ascenders!"

...

The hall was silent for a moment as everyone absorbed Lin Feng’s words. Then, someone started to cheer, and instantly everyone’s spirits soared, following suit with cheers. Their emotions were high, as if they had already won the sect war. In their hearts, winning or losing was no longer important; they only knew that Ascenders had found a place in the Myriad Heavens Divine Realm and cultivators had a place on their cultivation path. Regardless of how others viewed them, they had to respect themselves—this was what Lin Feng had taught them.