Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 250: Contrast Between the Rising Sun and the Setting Sun, First-Grade Supreme Sword – Swallow Returns to the Nest (2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The furnace that had forged countless swords was naturally extraordinary. According to the grade, it could be considered a third-grade treasure.

Although it was not a real Dharma treasure, too many swords had been born in this sword furnace. As the number one swordsmith in the Sword Pool Lake, Wang Yansheng’s status was noble, and his qualifications were incomparable to ordinary swordsmiths. Therefore, his sword furnace could be said to be the sword furnace with the most swords.

But now, the furnace exploded. The sword qi and spirit contained in every sword that was produced were no longer restricted at this moment. They swept and whistled, causing a violent wind to blow in the Sword Forging Workshop!

As the sword embryo, which seemed to be still flowing with liquid on the surface, was burned red, it moved out of the furnace and landed under the huge hammer that An Le tightened his muscles and raised.

The thousand-pound hammer that was heavily raised fell with a bang. The scorching air seemed to be distorted. When the heavy hammer smashed down, it let out an indescribable whimper, like a sword qi infant who was still in swaddling clothes, letting out a miserable whimper.

Even An Le’s heart couldn’t help but tremble. His heart went limp, and he couldn’t bear or even dare to drop the hammer.

“Maintain your mental power! Smash!”

“Don’t hesitate! The most important thing now is to forge the sword!”

“Everything else is fake. Everything else is illusory!”

“Smash!”

“Smash!”

However, just as An Le’s heart trembled slightly, Wang Yansheng’s powerful voice exploded in his ears.

It swept away all of An Le’s chaotic thoughts.

The Qi Blood in An Le’s body increased again. His Qi Blood, which had been tempered to become stronger, roared like an angry beast.

The Ancient Demon Five Animals’ Mystic Intent dispersed in the surroundings at this moment!

The hammer smashed down and collided fiercely with the flowing pulp sword embryo that was controlled by Wang Yansheng and fused into the essence spirit iron embryo!

Clang—

A loud bang instantly swept out like a storm. Vaguely, it was as if invisible fire waves spread densely and attacked the surroundings!

Even An Le, the instigator, felt as if his eardrums were about to explode at this moment, and blood oozed out!

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An extremely miserable cry came from the sword embryo on the sword forging platform.

An Le’s hammer seemed to have hit the baby instead of the sword embryo!

At the same time.

Wang Yansheng slammed the hammer down without hesitation. A crisp sound helped An Le sweep away all the confusion and soft-heartedness in his heart.

Beside the Sword Furnace, Wan Jieliu, who was controlling the fire of the Earth Immortal Fire, was dumbfounded.

Even… his eyes almost popped out of their sockets!

“Teacher!”

Wan Jieliu growled.

But what responded to him was Wang Yansheng’s angry scolding. “Shut up!”

“If you don’t want to do it, get out!”

Wan Jieliu immediately shut up and did not dare to say anything else. Even though he was scolded by his teacher, he had no regrets.

He knew how critical this moment was. That was the foundation of the sword embryo that had been refined for decades. Wang Yansheng planned to use it to break through to the first-grade Supreme Sword.

However, today, Wang Yansheng did not hesitate to explode the furnace to take the sword embryo and fuse it into the sword embryo that An Le had hammered.

It was too crazy and decisive!

Once he failed, his decades of hard work would be wasted. Moreover, he would completely lose the possibility of forging a first-grade Supreme Sword. He might regret it for the rest of his life!

Even if he succeeded, this first-grade Supreme Sword did not belong to Wang Yansheng, but An Le!

Wan Jieliu’s heart was trembling. He did not expect his teacher to take this step and make such a decision!

However, he had no right to dissuade him at all, nor could he dissuade him.

Wan Jieliu’s eyes instantly turned red. He knew too well what this meant.

Teacher wanted to grasp this trace of fate between heaven and earth!

This fate was on this young man who had forged a sword for the first time in front of him!

He did not dare to say anything else.

Naturally, he was unwilling to get out. At such a moment and opportunity, he had to do his best, even if… he was only controlling fire.

Wan Jieliu focused his mental power and began to control the Earth Fire that surged because of the furnace explosion without any regrets.

Outside the Sword Forging Workshop, everyone was stunned.

This young man… What kind of charm did he have? He actually had two sword forging masters supporting him!

The swordsmiths of the Sword Pool Palace were all trembling in their hearts. They all felt that Wang Yansheng was crazy. What was the difference between this and madness?

It was a first-grade Supreme Sword. How many swordsmiths must pursue it? However, Wang Yansheng had bet everything on a young man!

Su Muzhe’s expression changed drastically, and worry appeared in her eyes.

Zhao Huangting’s eyes were not shocked, but complicated.

Perhaps only Zhao Huangting understood Wang Yansheng’s current mood.

Although Wang Yansheng’s lifespan was not up yet, he had not reached the tenth realm. He could only gamble everything so that he would have no regrets in the future.

When a trace of fate passed in front of him, if he could not grasp it, he would live in frustration in the future and would never be able to find opportunities again.

Just like how he, Zhao Huangting, wanted to fight and seek thrill in his final moments.

It was just to allow his life to be complete and without regrets.

Even if Wang Yansheng really failed to forge a sword, at least Wang Yansheng had gone crazy for it and risked his life for it.

Because he had fought before, he had no regrets.

A smile appeared on Zhao Huangting’s lips as he looked at the Sword Forging Workshop. The old man was sweating profusely, and his eyes emitted a sharp light, as if he had recovered his youthful temperament. The Nirvana Fire suppressed by the Heart Sword seemed to be jumping non-stop, as if it wanted to rush out and burn everything..