They were all top-notch experts. Naturally, they could tell at a glance that the saber that Yun Yang had taken out was undoubtedly a divine weapon in this world. It was almost at the level of a dream-like weapon!
However, even if it was of such quality and effectiveness that it had almost turned the tide of the battle, it was still not enough to completely change the course of the war. This was because this divine weapon alone was not enough to support the consumption of the war!
There was no divine weapon in this world that could not be worn out!
The sharper a Divine Weapon was, the easier it was to be damaged!
Among the Beast Kings who had lived until now, which of their divine weapons was not a spiritual weapon that they had forged with their life's effort and nourished with their own souls?
Isn't that a Yi Grade weapon of outstanding quality? Yet, they had all perished in this battle!
It was not that the divine weapons were not strong or sturdy, but … there were simply too many demons!
In the blink of an eye, the weapons in their hands would collide with the enemy's weapons hundreds and thousands of times!
With the strength of the Beast Kings, killing dozens of demons was something that could be done with a wave of their hands in a normal battle. However, in the current atmosphere and the intense battle situation, there was no time for them to rest. No matter how powerful the weapons were, they would still be destroyed!
Not only were the mystical beasts fighting with all their might, the demons were also fighting with all their might, regardless of the cost!
After all, whether the Demon Race could come out and invade the Bound of Universe again depended on this battle.
Whether the mystical beasts could defend themselves also depended on this delicate point of time!
The saber that Yun Yang had lent had a dream-like effect, turning the tables and temporarily relieving the dire situation of the mystical beasts. However, no matter how sturdy the saber was and how it was stronger than the spiritual weapons that the Beast Kings had forged with their entire lives, it could not last more than two hours!
In spite of this, Yun Yang's declaration of 'my cultivation base is shallow, I can only lend you a few weapons to assist with one or two things' had vaguely revealed a piece of information. Yun Yang had at least one weapon like the saber in King Bear's hand, maybe even more, and he was willing to help. The news was too shocking and precious!
Although the saber had only been in King Bear's hands for a short period of time, its power had basically been displayed by King Bear. It was obviously a rare divine weapon. To the mystical beasts, it was already a great favor to be able to obtain one of these weapons. Why did this young man sound like he still had more and was willing to lend them?
Then, this battle might not necessarily be hopeless!
Of course, with only two or three such weapons, while they could temporarily turn the situation around and even gain a certain amount of buffer space, it was still not enough to completely change the overall situation. However, it was still much better than despair and hopelessness!
Yun Yang frowned slightly under the gazes of the mystical beasts, his mind working quickly. He had collected countless rare metals in the past; it should not be difficult to make dozens of similar divine weapons. However, in reality, the rare metals had to be broken down and filtered by Emmie, all of them turned into the essence of the essence. The essence obtained was actually only a small portion of the original amount. Even with Yun Yang's inventory, after taking out this saber at all costs, the remaining materials could only be used to make five or six more.
The weapons used by the mystical beasts were too costly in materials. Just the construction of this saber alone had consumed tens of thousands of catties of the essence of iron. Five or six of these weapons did not seem to be enough to completely turn the tide of the battle!
The final outcome could still be the complete annihilation of the Holy Land of Heaven's Punishment!
However, who was Yun Yang? He quickly found a way to turn the situation around. After a moment of thought, he said, "This lowly one still has two weapons like the saber from before. It's not a problem to lend them to all of you, but a few weapons is like trying to put out a burning cart of firewood. It won't help the overall situation. I'm thinking … can I ask the Beast Kings to collect all the broken weapons first? I'll see if I can think of a way."
At this moment, Yun Yang acutely found the solution to the current situation. There was not much rare metals left in his space, but the broken weapons scattered all over the place were ready-made materials that could be used to deal with the crisis!
"Does Sect Leader Yun mean to repair the damaged weapons?" The eyes of the group of Beast Kings lit up.
Mystical beasts of this level had their weapons picked from countless superior weapons. The weapons that were most compatible with them were spiritual weapons that had been nurtured and watered with blood for a long time. They were no different from a part of their bodies.
It was also because of this that everyone had suffered considerable damage when the weapons were broken earlier.
It would be great if they could be repaired.
However, was there any way to do it? Although there were cases of spiritual weapons breaking due to excessive wear and tear and being repaired by expert craftsmen, such repair work not only consumed a lot of spiritual gold and rare metals, but also took time to repair. Even if the young man before them had such a method, how could he have the time to repair the weapons in a leisurely manner?
Looking at the Beast Kings' wounded and hopeful eyes, looking at the intact flesh mill … Yun Yang was silent for a moment before he said, "This lowly one has another secret art. As long as the damage isn't too serious and it's not completely broken, it can be repaired quickly without much of its original function being depleted."
When the Beast Kings heard this, they immediately cheered in unison.
"Even those that are completely broken can be used as casting materials."
Before Yun Yang could finish his words, he saw a dozen Beast Kings turn around and roar in unison.
"Collect all the remains of the damaged weapons!"
"Even if they're broken!"
"Even if they're broken!"
"The remnants of the Demon Race? Too! Yes, yes, yes! I want all of them! "
Many hands made light work.
Yun Yang rolled his eyes as he watched the group of bruised and bruised men run away. It was only a moment later. Swoosh swoosh swoosh …
There were already thousands of broken weapons piled up in front of Yun Yang, and this was only the first batch. There were still many strong men rushing over from afar, carrying broken weapons as if they were chopping firewood. From afar, they looked like a giant porcupine …
Swoosh, swoosh …
A mountain of various weapons was piled up in front of Yun Yang at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As far as the eye could see, it was full of broken weapons and broken blades. Among them, the lightest condition was a weapon that was broken into three or four pieces. It could no longer be used. At this time, a few Beast Kings all had a flattering smile on their faces. They grabbed their weapons and came over. They had a flattering look on their faces. "Leader Yun, take a look at this. Let's see if it can be repaired quickly …"
"Sect Leader Yun, look at mine first. What a pity. You have to take a good look …"
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