brain. Zen felt as though he had been hit by a large iron hammer. His whole body shook

old fragments penetrated Zen's body. Some memories, w

on Refining

ent Weapon Refi

as the soul, temper and practice thoroug

weapon refi

arding career. Despite all the strong financial resources the Luo Clan had, they couldn't even hire a weapon refi

as a weapon? Wha

at I need to refine myself

rossed Zen's mind, somet

aled deeply with surprise when he first f

dy temperature rose. Soon he felt as tho

end of the cellar. This was where they left

the tank with

sank deeper into the tank. The

egan billowing out of the tank. Before Zen's body could cool itself, all

ature was still rising. Unable to take it anymore, he writhed at the bottom of the now-empty tank. Sl

bottom of the tank as th

s mind was also undergo

e with nine dragon reliefs o

an, black, white, purple ... Each of the dragons had bared

while the dragon at the bottom op

ens of millions of years, or hundreds of millions of years, the dragon looke

kle, cackle,

gaze of the dragon. Soon he felt as

, he heard whispers coming from the dragon. Then the giant furnac

black fl

ckered ferociously in the dark, quiet cellar. For a moment,

e blazing fire wrap itself around his soul. It happened so

in of their soul burning. Zen couldn't lose consciousness to this unbearable pain because it was his soul suffering

ah, let

in agony. He would have done anything, even embra

state, a person couldn't do anything, not

and was about to break, the furnace emitted a c

and then burning, crushing an

seemed to be repeati

this deadly pain contin

He barely had time to get over the experience

e, Zen finally s

but the black flame in the furnace never extinguished.

hat his soul and body had be

to refine weapons. Some masters committed innumerable murders to gather human blood for refining. What was wor

person's own body and turning it into a magical weapon.

e versa. After calming down, Zen figured that what

After this, the weapon would become a spiritual weapon, a fairy weapon, a sacred weapon, and a divine weapon in suc

l weapon. Even though it was on the lowest lev

f himself as a magical weapon. Ze

r, Zen saw that dawn was breaking. He had been so consum

harrowing experience, Zen didn't feel tired. I

had disappeared. What the book said was absolutely true, everything happens as per destiny. Even e

er tank back to its original place, the sound of the cellar door being un