Wang Yue was racing toward Fireworking Peak when a shout suddenly came from the mountain path. "True Disciple Wang, wait!"
His steps halted, and when he turned around, he saw a Fireworking Peak disciple running over, panting heavily, a scorching forging hammer still clenched in his hand.
"The artifact has already been forged. Peak Master Zhu told me to find you—I didn't expect to run into you here!"
"It's finished?"
Wang Yue's eyes lit up at once. The urgency in his heart grew even fiercer. After thanking the disciple, he gathered his qi and accelerated, his figure sweeping down the mountain path like the wind, even the gravel beneath his feet sent flying by his force.
After passing through three heavily guarded stone gates, a wave of heat rushed at his face from the forging hall.
Wang Yue immediately spotted Zhu Chaoying standing in the center of the hall. The old man's bare upper body was covered in dried bloodstains, and his once-condensed Great Grandmaster aura had weakened considerably.
Even his black beard had acquired a few strands of gray-white, yet his gaze remained exceptionally bright as he stared fixedly at the black-blue bronze bell as tall as a man before him.
Complex patterns covered the bell's surface, with six grooves evenly distributed across it as faint streams of light circulated within. Wang Yue swallowed, and a Golden Finger prompt instantly appeared before him:
Sixth-Tier Divine Weapon · Resounding Abyss Six Qi Bell (Incomplete). Requires essence blood and Six Qi Essence for activation.
"Peak Master Zhu, are you... all right?"
Seeing Zhu Chaoying's condition, Wang Yue could not help asking. Only three days had passed, yet the old man seemed to have aged several years.
Zhu Chaoying did not turn around. He merely reached out to stroke the