A mountain range burning with blazing flames spanned across the earth.
The flames never ceased throughout the year, turning the region near this mountain into a terrifying furnace.
And it truly was a furnace.
Moreover, it was the best furnace in all of the mortal realm.
The flames within it were the Six Ding Divine Fire, which Lord Lao specially used to refine pills.
Wang Ming, who knew the origin of this mountain, directly refined his weapon right here.
Under Wang Ming's unremitting efforts, all the forging processes for the weapon had already been completed, and it only needed one final step before it could emerge from the furnace.
At that moment,
Wang Ming's trouble arrived as well.
The Great Strength Bull Demon King rallied fifty thousand members of the Demon Clan, surrounded this section of the Flaming Mountains where Wang Ming was located, and clamored to start a great battle with Wang Ming.
A war of tribal fortune belonging to the Human Clan and the Demon Clan.
Wang Ming could not quite tell whether this was a tribulation belonging to himself or a tribulation belonging to the weapon in his hands.
However, Wang Ming did not delve deeply into these questions.
No matter what kind of tribulation it was, he only had one path to walk, and that was to survive the tribulation.
The moment the battle began, it attracted the attention of various powerful beings across the Three Realms.
The sacred beasts guarding the four extremes of heaven and earth—the Azure Dragon, the White Tiger, and the Vermilion Bird—cast their gazes simultaneously, a sense of inexplicable desolation rising in their hearts.
The Black Tortoise sacred beast, which suppressed the heaven and earth's four extremes together with them, felt the strange fluctuations emanating from the other three extremes.