At the summit of the Blacksmith Association headquarters in Heaven Dou City, central Douluo Continent.
At this moment, Lu Fa was wholly immersed in the world of Forging. Sweat rolled down from his forehead like rain, falling onto the blazing metal and instantly turning into wisps of steam.
Black, black, black, red, red, red, red, orange-gold—eight Soul Rings coiled around him, dancing rhythmically with Lu Fa's movements.
Boom— The final strike was complete, and lights of various elements began gathering in the air. It was time for the Elemental Tribulation to descend once more.
This time, Lu Fa had not used Fusheng Brand metal. He was Forging with ordinary Heaven-Forged Metal.
Seven-colored halos flowed and shifted through the air. Whenever bolts of tribulation lightning descended, Lu Fa would proactively bear part of them.
After several consecutive days of Forging, his understanding of the metal's limits had grown increasingly precise, so his Heaven Forging success rate was not low.
Zhen Hua stood nearby, occasionally covering his mouth as he coughed softly, but his eyes remained filled with admiration.
To be honest, Zhen Hua had initially held reservations about Lu Fa attempting Heaven Forging at this time. He had even firmly opposed it.
In his view, the Heaven Forging process was full of unknown risks and challenges. For a young blacksmith to rashly attempt it could inflict immeasurable harm upon his body.
However, as time passed, he personally witnessed Lu Fa's terrifying vitality, far beyond what ordinary people could imagine, as well as the deeper Soul Power foundation he possessed compared to Spirit Masters of the same rank. Zhen Hua's resolve began to waver.
Only after allowing Lu Fa to attempt Heaven Forging once and seeing that it would not cause too much damage to his body did he feel reassured enough