Prehistoric "Reinforced Concrete"! Gonggong: My Fist Is Wrecked, and It Didn't Even Lose Its Color!

Gonggong's shock did not last long, because an even greater problem had already appeared before another ancestral shaman.

In the core region of Buzhou Mountain, within a massive volcanic furnace personally carved out by Zhurong, crimson Southern Bright Lihuo churned like a raging sea.

"Fuse for me!"

Zhurong stood bare-chested, his bronze muscles covered in flame totems. He crudely tossed a pile of Geng Metal Divine Iron into the furnace, then grabbed a mass of Mysterious Yellow Mother Qi as heavy as the earth itself and threw that in as well.

He intended to smelt an entirely new super construction material, which Xuanzheng had named "Pangu Divine Concrete."

"Boom—!"

The instant the two supreme divine materials came into contact, a muffled explosion erupted inside the furnace! Geng Metal's peerless sharpness violently clashed with the Mysterious Yellow Mother Qi's immense carrying power, and the rampaging energy currents nearly blew the furnace lid away!

Zhurong's expression changed. He slammed both palms against the furnace wall, pouring his power into it like mad and forcibly suppressing the turmoil within.

"Damn it, you think you can rebel against me?!" Zhurong roared, intensifying the flames.

Yet the fiercer the fire became, the more violent the rejection between the two materials grew. The entire volcanic furnace began to shake violently, and savage cracks split open across the mountain walls.

"Zhurong, stop! Are you trying to blow this place up?"

Gonggong stood not far away with his arms folded, gloating. Xuanzheng's blueprints had just taught him a lesson, and seeing Zhurong suffer now inexplicably made him feel better.

"Get lost! I, Zhurong, have played with fire my entire life, and I can't smelt two lousy rocks?" Zhurong cursed without turning around, sweat sliding down his resolute face.

Xuanzheng approached at an unhurried pace. He glanced at the violently shaking furnace, then at Zhurong.

Data from the [Manual] flashed through Xuanzheng's mind: [Material incompatibility warning: The energy models of Geng Metal's sharp qi and Mysterious Yellow Earth's power have a 97.3% conflict rate. Forced fusion will result in a high-order law annihilation explosion.]

"Brother Zhurong, that isn't how fire should be used," Xuanzheng said.

Zhurong abruptly turned around, his fiery eyes glaring at Xuanzheng. "You're teaching me how to use fire?!"

"No." Xuanzheng still wore that harmless smile. "Father God is teaching us how to 'build' houses. Follow the formula. First lower the temperature and temper the Geng Metal Divine Iron with Samadhi True Fire for seventy-two hours. Then wrap the Mysterious Yellow Mother Qi in Southern Bright Lihuo, allowing the two to initially acclimate to each other's aura."

Zhurong's chest heaved violently. He was clearly deeply resistant to instructions so precise they bordered on tedious.

"What a pain!" he squeezed out through clenched teeth, but he still followed the instructions unwillingly.

He withdrew his origin fire and used only Samadhi True Fire to temper the materials slowly.

Gonggong shook his head as he watched. "Tsk, tsk. I told you to learn from Thirteenth Brother, but you wouldn't listen. Now you've suffered for it, haven't you?"

Zhurong's face reddened, but he had no rebuttal.

Time passed bit by bit. Under Xuanzheng's precise instructions, Zhurong added more than a dozen auxiliary mineral powders in succession, with the timing and quantity of each addition accurate to the smallest fraction.

The energy storm within the furnace gradually settled, yet the two core materials remained distinctly separate, like two stubborn old men refusing to acknowledge one another, incapable of fully merging.

Just as another failure seemed imminent, the aura within the furnace became chaotic once more and was about to spiral out of control.

Zhurong was drenched in sweat. Veins bulged on his hands as he nearly lost control.

Within the [Script Mirror], countless scenes of failure flashed past. Every single outcome ended with the furnace exploding.

A completely new variable had to be introduced—one capable of reconciling metal and earth while withstanding the tempering of fire... Among the five elements, wood gave rise to fire, and fire overcame metal... They also needed a force to neutralize Geng Metal's killing intent and the Mysterious Yellow's lifeless stillness...

Life force!

Xuanzheng's gaze instantly fell upon Jumang, who had remained silent at the side.

"Brother Jumang."

Jumang raised his head, a trace of confusion on his gentle face.

Xuanzheng pointed at the furnace on the verge of losing control, his tone more solemn than ever. "I need your Heart of Jianmu Fragment."

Jumang's expression instantly changed.

That fragment was part of his bonded spiritual treasure. It contained the purest Life Origin and the Great Dao of Wood; it was his most precious reserve.

"Thirteenth Brother, this..." Jumang looked troubled. That item was far too important to him.

"Zhurong can't hold on!" Gonggong shouted from the side. He had already activated the laws of water, forming a curtain of water around the furnace, ready to put out the fire at any moment.

The energy inside the furnace had already reached its peak and was about to erupt completely the very next second!

"Brother Jumang!" Xuanzheng's tone brooked no argument. "This is the only chance for Pangu Divine Concrete to succeed! It is also crucial to the Buzhou Mountain project!"

Jumang looked at the furnace that was about to explode, then at Xuanzheng's resolute face. He clenched his teeth.

He suddenly struck his chest and spat out a crystalline green wooden fragment radiating endless vitality.

"Take it!"

The moment the fragment left his body, Jumang's face turned several shades paler.

Xuanzheng caught it in one swift motion. Without the slightest hesitation, he tossed it straight into the furnace!

"Zhurong, activate your origin fire! Gonggong, use the gentle force of water to assist with cooling the outer walls and maintain the balance!"

"Boom!"

The instant the Heart of Jianmu Fragment entered the furnace, a miracle occurred!

That boundless life force instantly transformed into a green ocean, gently enveloping the sharp Geng Metal and the heavy Mysterious Yellow Mother Qi.

Wood gave rise to fire! Zhurong's Southern Bright Lihuo received an unprecedented boost. Its power surged, yet it was no longer violent. Instead, it became gentle and brimming with creative force.

The power of the flames acted precisely upon the Geng Metal, while Jianmu's vitality continuously neutralized Geng Metal's sharpness and the heaviness of the Mysterious Yellow Mother Qi, driving them to transform into an entirely new form.

A profound and powerful aura spread from the furnace.

Everyone held their breath.

After a long while, the furnace fire gradually died down.

A massive block, Mysterious Yellow in color yet flowing with a faint blue-green radiance across its surface, floated quietly in the center of the furnace. It was incomparably hard, yet carried a trace of life's flexibility. The utterly opposing auras of heaviness and sharpness had been perfectly united within it.

The first batch of "Pangu Divine Concrete" had succeeded!

Gonggong walked forward curiously. He examined the concrete block, then suddenly drew a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and threw a vicious punch at it!

"Clang—!"

A deafening boom rang out like a great bell!

Gonggong's punch, capable of shattering an Archaic Divine Mountain, was actually sent flying back by the block, leaving his arm numb from the impact! Yet only a faint white mark, nearly invisible, remained on the divine concrete.

"This... How is this possible?!" Gonggong's eyes widened as he stared at his own fist, his face filled with disbelief.

Zhurong also walked over. He opened his mouth and spewed forth a stream of the purest Southern Bright Lihuo, scorching the divine concrete. The flames licked at it for a long time, but the block merely grew slightly warm. Its internal structure was terrifyingly stable.

"What a treasure! What a treasure!" Zhurong stroked the concrete block, his eyes filled with fervor. All his previous frustration and anger vanished, replaced by boundless admiration for this super construction material.

He abruptly turned toward Xuanzheng. For the first time, genuine respect appeared on his soot-blackened face.

"Thirteenth Brother... How should this Pangu Divine Concrete be used?"

Xuanzheng smiled and patted the concrete block.

"Very simple. Turn it into reinforcing bars and precast slabs, then give Buzhou Mountain a full renovation."