If one were to say that this Hokkaidōjin was way too strong, the poison in his body would be even more terrifying.
That was because even after 5,000 years, the Hokkaidōjin had still lost.
If the poison in the Hokkaidōjin's body was terrifying enough, the thought of the ruin he had barged into was enough to send chills down one's spine!
"Two years ago, I met you."
The Hokkaidōjin said, "However, you weren't a cultivator back then. To think that you would be a Foundation Establishment Cultivator two years later. "
"Someone has defied the heavens and changed your fate for you. Such methods are truly admirable."
Su Zimo was silent.
If not for Die Yue, he wouldn't have been able to reach where he was today.
Even though this Hokkaidōjin was powerful, he was subdued by Die Yue as well.
"My treasures are all in my storage bag. You don't have spirit consciousness and can't open them. Furthermore … your cultivation realm is too low and you won't be able to use them. You can keep my storage bag and open it when you're at Void Reversion in the future. "
Su Zimo finally realized that the reason why the Hokkaidōjin called him down was to make arrangements for his death.
"I brought this black stone out from the ruin and can't put it in my storage bag. I don't know what use it has either. Take it with you."
Beside the Hokkaidōjin's pillow was his storage bag and a black stone the size of a goose egg.
The black stone was smooth and shone with a sparkling light.
Su Zimo stared at the black stone and felt as though his gaze was being pulled in by it!
Instinctively, Su Zimo picked up the black stone.
The moment Su Zimo's fingers touched the black stone, it suddenly disappeared.
It was as though it had entered his body through his palm!
All of a sudden!
Su Zimo felt a sharp pain in his head that was unbearable and almost fainted.
Su Zimo did not realize that right at this moment, his right eye had turned completely black.
His eyes were as black as ink, without the slightest white!
In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo's right eye returned to normal as the stabbing pain gradually weakened.
At the same time, a secret technique appeared in Su Zimo's mind.
To be precise, it was a sword formation technique — the Candlelight Sword Formation!
Su Zimo only skimmed through the sword formation once, and he couldn't help but be secretly shocked.
Although he had yet to cultivate or comprehend it, Su Zimo speculated that the power of the Candlelight Sword Formation was enough to crush the Liuhe Sword Formation!
The Candlelight Sword Formation was divided into nine stages.
A Grade 1 Candlelight Sword Formation required a total of nine flying swords!
If it was a Grade Two Candlelight Sword Formation, it would require 18 flying swords, and so on.
If he were to truly cultivate the Candlelight Sword Formation to Grade 9, he would require 81 flying swords to activate it successfully!
Su Zimo set aside the Candlelight Sword Formation for the time being and lowered his head to check his entire body.
When the black stone disappeared, Su Zimo had an illusion that the stone had drilled into his body.
However, after searching for a while, he found nothing.
"There's also a demon beast egg at the foot of the bed. I brought it out from the ruin as well. Take it away and nurture it well. Who knows, it might give birth to an extraordinary spirit beast."
Su Zimo took two steps back and saw an oval-shaped egg that was about the size of a fist beneath the stone bed.
If one didn't pay attention, it would be easy to overlook it and think that it was just an ordinary stone.
But now, Su Zimo focused his gaze and was shocked to discover that there were extremely complicated and mysterious patterns on the surface of the demon beast egg.
Su Zimo did not head forward to touch the demon beast egg.
Everything in the ruin was a little strange and Su Zimo was worried that the egg would drill into his body if he touched it …
"You're a Sword Formation Master, right?"
Suddenly, the Hokkaidōjin asked, his voice even weaker than before and almost inaudible.
"Yes."
Su Zimo nodded.
Previously, when he was fighting against the wolf pack outside, he had summoned the Eight Tribulations Sword Formation – Hokkaidōjin must have seen it.
"I don't know about sword formations, but I know that the most important thing for a Sword Formation Master is their flying swords! There are many of them and they have to be the same in terms of weight and grade. It's best if they're identical. "
Su Zimo nodded. "That's right. I'm a Weapon Refinement Master as well. The flying swords I use are all refined by myself."
"Oh?"
Suddenly, there was a hint of joy in the Hokkaidōjin's tone. "What grade spirit weapons can you refine?"
"I can only refine inferior-grade spirit weapons," Su Zimo replied honestly.
The Hokkaidōjin said, "Actually, I'm from one of the four unorthodox groups … Hundred Refinement Sect. In Tianhuang Mainland, Hundred Refinement Sect reigns supreme in the art of weapon refinement! It's a pity that you're not a disciple of my sect and I can't impart to you many of our secret weapon refinement techniques. "
Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat.
He had once unintentionally heard Demoness Ji mention that there were four unorthodox groups among the top factions of Tianhuang Mainland.
They were on par with the seven fiend sects.
"However …"
The Hokkaidōjin continued, "I can refine a weapon in front of you. Watch the entire process carefully. How much you can comprehend will depend on your capabilities."
Hundred Refinement Sect reigns supreme in the art of weapon refinement!
Those words were enough to prove how strong Hundred Refinement Sect was in terms of weapon refinement. Furthermore, the person before him was a Dao Lord of Hundred Refinement Sect.
It was a rare opportunity.
Suddenly, a figure flew out from Hokkaidōjin's glabella.
It was also wearing scarlet robes and was almost a miniature Hokkaidōjin. Its appearance and features were identical!
"This is my Essence Spirit. It's about to dissipate."
Hokkaidōjin said and waved his hand gently. A gigantic tripod and many materials flew out from the storage bag at the bedside.
Swoosh!
Raging flames rose from beneath the tripod.
Warming the tripod, selecting materials, smelting, molding …
The steps were roughly the same. However, the details and techniques displayed during weapon refinement were far from the same.
In Su Zimo's eyes, every single step of Hokkaidōjin's weapon refinement was smooth like flowing water. It was as though he was not refining a spirit weapon, but creating an unparalleled treasure.
Su Zimo was already an Elementary Weapon Refinement Master.
However, at that moment, he realized that his weapon refinement standards were like trash compared to true experts!
After molding, it was tempering.
It was also Su Zimo's weakest link.
Su Zimo widened his eyes and looked at Hokkaidōjin's technique.
Hokkaidōjin controlled his ten fingers with incomparable agility and tapped on the sword bit by bit.
The moment his fingertips landed, it was as though an exquisite hammer was condensed on his fingertips.
Cling! Clang!
Clang! Clang! His ten fingers tapped on the sword rhythmically and there was a crisp sound. The intervals between the sounds were exactly the same!
"This is one of the secret skills of Hundred Refinement Sect … Thousand Tempered Finger."
Hokkaidōjin's voice sounded. "I can't tell you the secret behind it. Watch more, think more and practice more. You'll definitely gain something …"
Before long, the tempering was over and spirit gathering began.
"Om!"
Almost instantly, the first spirit pattern appeared on the sword.
Su Zimo was dumbfounded.
Wasn't the speed of spirit gathering way too fast?!
"This is another secret skill of Hundred Refinement Sect, the Hundred Refinement Spirit Gathering Technique. This secret skill requires an incantation and mental cultivation technique. You won't be able to comprehend anything just by observing. "
Before he finished his sentence, a second spirit pattern appeared.
Immediately after, a third!
A fourth!
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