Aside from a soft human skin mask, there was also a set of clothes belonging to a mighty northern clan disciple in Broken Thousand's box. The clothes had the emblem of Sword Crafting Hall on them.
Once he was dressed, Thousand Destruction tidied Happy up a little before he took out a bronze mirror from the box.
"This is your current image. 'Mu Li' is your identity in the mighty northern clan. You are a disciple who delivers materials to Sword Crafting Hall. With your arm strength, you should have no problem doing so. But you need to be careful. The temperature in Sword Crafting Hall is incredibly high! "You'll need to spend a lot of qi, and each Sword Crafting Hall disciple uses a unique mantra and qi cultivation technique to ensure that their qi circulates. Sword Sect disciples and normal martial artists can't get close to them. At that time, don't give yourself away."
Thousand Destruction's reminder made Happy feel even more at ease.
How could Nine Yang Divine Skill be afraid of heat? Could it be that the environment in Sky Demon Secret Cave was even worse?
He nodded to show that he remembered everything. Thousand Destruction marked the specific location of Sword Crafting Hall on the map and said, "Go there first and find Ten Thousand Swords. With him around, he will tell you what to do."
"Got it."
The second part of the mission was easily completed! Happy bade farewell to Thousand Breaker, and with his other identity, he walked in the aisle in a grandiose manner based on the marks on the map. He leisurely admired and observed the structure of Heaven Shaker Fortress while he headed to his destination.
No player had entered the inner castle of Heaven Shaker Fortress before, and there were even fewer battle replays.
Naturally, Happy would not record these things. It would be better if fewer people knew about Heaven Crystal.
He moved along the long corridor and passed through a few courtyards. He already had a general understanding of the situation inside Heaven Shaker Fortress. The corridors were in the shape of a circle, and no matter where he went, he could see a tall and grand circular building standing tall inside Heaven Shaker Fortress. It was as majestic as a temple of heaven, and it was incredibly grand and glorious.
Furthermore, the closer he got, the warmer he felt …
The temperature of the snowstorm seemed to have dropped a lot.
It was only then that Happy understood why his clothes were so thin. He was very far away, and the temperature had already changed. The world was cold, but it felt as if it was spring. By the looks of it, that was the core of Heaven Shaker Fortress — Sword Crafting Hall!
…
When he arrived at Sword Crafting Hall, he truly understood just how insignificant humans were!
The huge circular building was as big as a football stadium and tens of meters tall!
There was not a single snowflake within a circular area of 328 feet around Sword Crafting Hall. Before they could even get close, they were evaporated by the heat wave that surged into the sky. In fact, not even a hint of water vapor could be seen.
The surrounding ground was also as clean as if it had been washed!
"Amazing!"
Compared to the Murong Clan, which was a nobody in the bustling city, the mighty northern clan was much grander. Sword Crafting Hall alone made them worthy of being one of the eight aristocratic families.
It was no wonder then that even the Murong Clan, the descendants of the former dynasty with a great foundation of power, acted as if they were facing a great enemy.
The mighty northern clans indeed had the capital and strength to be arrogant!
The entrance to Sword Crafting Hall was very wide. There were a total of twelve doors, but there were still endless waves of heat coming out of them.
Every disciple who came near had a solemn expression on their faces and did not utter a single word!
Among them were the mighty northern clansmen who stood at the entrance. They were dressed to the waist and revealed their red, well-developed chest muscles, the Sword Sect disciples who were dressed in snow-white robes and had an extraordinary bearing, and the Nangong Clan disciples who were dressed in brocade robes and were dressed in luxurious robes.
There were six rows of thirty-six people. They stood in a row at the spot where the heat wave was incredibly hot. Their gazes were firm, and they refused to give in to each other. It was as if they were competing against each other in secret, and no one wanted to admit defeat.
Naturally, the mighty northern clansmen did not give in. Since they had stayed in Sword Crafting Hall for a long time and had the unique qi cultivation technique to resist fire, while they competed against each other, they paid more attention to the strength of the Sword Sect disciples and the Nangong Clan disciples.
A group of Moksha Realm disciples had been standing at the entrance for a long time.
The Sword Sect disciples' faces were covered in sweat. Their robes were drenched, and the sweat on their hands rolled down their swords to the ground. However, their gazes were firm, and they did not move.
It was the same for the Nangong Clan disciples. Even though the heat wave was so hot that it was suffocating, they refused to admit defeat. They gritted their teeth and stood their ground, causing the mighty northern clansmen to admire them.
The thirty-six people's qi realms might not be high, but in Happy's eyes, they were a pretty good sight!
He circulated Nine Yang Divine Skill slightly, and like a normal disciple who came in and out of Sword Crafting Hall in an endless stream, he withstood the heat and walked into Sword Crafting Hall.
…
Sword Crafting Hall was indeed even more majestic!
What entered Happy's eyes was a huge sword pool that had a diameter of more than sixty-five feet. There were more than thirty weapons of various shapes and sizes stuck in boiling water. There were at least four furnaces and sword crafting platforms beside each sword pool.
On each sword crafting platform were two strong and bare-chested men. They were drenched in sweat as they swung the huge and heavy hammers in their hands.
Clang!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The sonorous and sharp knocking sound was very rhythmic and shocking.
There were more than one hundred such sword pools!
This meant that there were more than four hundred mighty northern swordsmiths working in Sword Crafting Hall!
The sonorous and forceful sounds gathered together to form a deafening sound wave in the air. Booming sounds rang nonstop, and they crashed heavily into the ears and hearts of all the people in Sword Crafting Hall.
A feeling of looking up to a great mountain instantly rose in Happy's heart!
This was the mighty northern clan's true foundation.
It was no wonder why they could stand tall in the Chinese server for so many years and be respected by all the sects in the world.
The astonishing scene alone was enough to explain everything!
…
"Mu Li!
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why are you only here now?"
Right when he walked in, Happy suddenly heard a voice that made his heart race. He turned his head around and saw a few young men dressed the same as him standing there. They had their hands on their waists, and they stared at him indignantly.
The man in the lead pointed at the wooden bucket beside him.
"Hurry up, move these things to Sword Pool 68 …" A few people at the side had gloating smiles on their faces.
Happy's spiritual senses were very sharp. When he entered, he quickly discovered a secret at the edge of the sword pool. There was a number plate at the edge of each sword pool, and there was a number plate carved beside each sword crafting platform. They were numbered from one to four.
At the same time …
Happy also noticed from the young men's expressions that the Sword Crafting Hall disciple he pretended to have a very low status in this place. He was the one who was teased and toyed with, and he had to do a lot of heavy work.
If that was the case …
Happy quickly gathered quite a lot of information from the young men's expressions, tone of voice, and the things he noticed from the environment around him.
He swept his gaze over the dozen huge wooden buckets filled with black charcoal beside the young men, then looked at the actions of a few people in the distance who carried the buckets, and an idea instantly formed in his heart.
He quietly walked over and grabbed the buckets that weighed more than one hundred kilograms. He carried one in each hand and headed to Sword Pool 68.
The young men stared at Happy's back, and their expressions quickly stiffened, as if they had received some sort of shock!
Happy had been paying attention to their reactions, and his heart instantly sank.
'This is bad!
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