Giving Metal Life

Quan Yi's usual forging techniques can be described as achieving miracles through sheer force.

By employing Combo Technique, the strongest power is poured entirely into the metal.

However, Quan Yi's current approach seems more like testing the waters.

Huo Wu's observation was accurate; Quan Yi was using continuous, light strikes to test the properties of the metal.

The two light hammers, though small compared to Quan Yi's large hands, were stronger and tougher than any metal.

The vibrations transmitted through the hammer handle, along with the keen perception of metallic aura attached to his Martial Soul, gave Quan Yi a deeper understanding of the metal before him.

Vibration Perception and metallic scent perception were abilities that Quan Yi did not possess two months ago.

They gave Quan Yi a different perspective on metal.

Quan Yi was not anxious. He continued to tap the metal slowly and deliberately, taking enough time to fully understand the Dark Iron.

Fifteen minutes later, Quan Yi had a complete understanding of the veins and patterns of the entire metal.

At that moment, Quan Yi's eyes narrowed, and he raised his right hand high.

"Clang!"

A very heavy roar echoed through the forest.

The bulging Dark Iron collapsed in large chunks, but this was just the beginning.

The moment the right hammer was deflected, the left hammer followed immediately.

"Clang, clang, clang"

The dull, Heavy Hammer blows set the stage for an even more stirring melody.

Under the rapid yet rhythmic hammering, the Dark Iron collapsed inward at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the metal itself began to release its own luster. More importantly, the patterns on the surface of the Dark Iron became delicate and regular.

It's like layers upon layers of underground rock that have stood for a long time.

Under the sunlight, Quan Yi's shadow gradually became frenzied, but each hammer blow did not deviate in the slightest.

The hammering force began to increase, but the dull rumble became even crisper.

After just twenty Heavy Hammer, the Dark Iron, which had shrunk by a third, suddenly let out a joyful cry and then burst forth with five feet of black light.

Such a striking phenomenon is unprecedented.

Moreover, and more importantly, throughout the entire process, Quan Yi did not input Soul Power into the metal; he simply relied on his strength and understanding of the metal to awaken its inherent spirituality.

Previously, all the Soul Guidance Metal that Quan Yi forged possessed Fire-attribute characteristics. This was because Quan Yi infused his own Ultimate Fire Soul Power into the forging process.

However, Quan Yi's method is a shortcut. While it enhances Quan Yi's connection with metals, it also negates the inherent properties of metals.

As proof, when Quan Yi previously completed the sublimation of the metal, its surface did not produce such a bright metallic sheen.

In this sense, Quan Yi's understanding of forging has undoubtedly reached a new level.

As the light from the Dark Iron began to fade, a spirituality, similar to that of the Blazing Sun Dragon Spear, emanated from within the metal; however, this spirituality was still extremely weak.

At that moment, Xiao Jin, hidden in the left hammer, unleashed a clear dragon roar.

This sound is not physical, but spiritual.

When Xiao Jin's spiritual fluctuations swept across the Dark Iron, Quan Yi could sense that the spirituality hidden within the Dark Iron began to become active.

It seems to be echoing Xiao Jin, but at the same time, they also seem to be yearning for something.

Xiao Jin's spiritual message echoed in Quan Yi's mind, saying that the metal was still very weak and longed for his infusion.

Seeing this, Quan Yi raised his left hammer again, and with an even stronger hammer blow, Quan Yi channeled his Metal-attribute Soul Power, amplified by 200%, into the Dark Iron.

That was like injecting chicken blood into the Dark Iron, instantly boosting its internal spirituality.

Huo Wu, standing to the side, saw this even more clearly than Quan Yi.

At some point, Huo Wu's pupils turned golden-red, and Phoenix phantom flashed across her eyes.

Huo Wu, with her Holy Spirit Perspective activated, can clearly see the faint Soul Light emerging from within the metal.

This light is extremely faint; compared to the human soul, it is at most a glimmer of light, and it has not even taken shape yet.

However, when Quan Yi's Soul Power was injected into the interior, the glimmer of light clearly spread out a little and became a bit brighter.

Quan Yi could sense the joy and elation inside the Dark Iron.

He couldn't help but quicken his hammering. However, Quan Yi's hammering did not become chaotic or disordered because of the speed. While injecting Soul Power, he was still combing through the original veins of the metal to find its patterns.

However, after the burst of spiritual light, the strength of the Dark Iron was significantly increased by one level, which allowed Quan Yi to increase the force slightly.

Through hammering and the infusion of Soul Power, Quan Yi continuously maintained communication with the Dark Iron.

Before they knew it, the number of hammer blows had increased from twenty to one thousand.

From the Holy Spirit Perspective, the spirituality within the Dark Iron seemed to have reached a critical point.

Huo Wu was utterly astonished, thinking to herself, "Am I witnessing the birth of a new life?"

Quan Yi had no time to care about anything else at this moment. His mind was completely immersed in the Dark Iron. At this point, even without Xiao Jin's guidance, he was able to have a deep communication with the Dark Iron's spirituality.

However, on the verge of this final step, Dark Iron showed a hint of cowardice, hesitating to take that last step.

Quan Yi showed no sign of anxiety. Relying on his immense Divine Power and Soul Power reserves, he maintained a certain output and kept smooth communication with the spirituality.

For this final step, Quan Yi gradually accumulated five thousand blows, during which the energy and Heart Power Quan Yi poured in reached an extremely terrifying level.

The volume of the Dark Iron was reduced to one-quarter of its original size, and the metal surface was covered with extremely orderly patterns. On the deep black surface, there was also a touch of dark gold fluorescence.

As the saying goes, quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

The spiritual pleasure reached its peak at this point, and when the five thousand and first hammer fell, that trace of cowardice was completely covered by the ultimate pleasure.

At this moment, spirituality also undergoes a transformation.

"Boom--"

As the final hammer fell, Golden Light erupted from the Dark Iron. At that moment, Quan Yi swiftly transformed the small hammer in his hand into a sharp blade, slicing open his palm and dripping blood onto the Dark Iron.

Vibrant blood dripped onto the scorching Dark Iron, sizzling as it fell, but at the same time, the blood rapidly seeped into the Dark Iron's interior.

When the beam of light dissipated, the Dark Iron once again revealed its pitch-black body.

Sensing the vibrant Life Aura within the Dark Iron, Quan Yi's lips finally curved into a happy smile.

Quan Yi extended his unblemished hand and gently stroked the jet-black Dark Iron. The instant he touched it, Quan Yi felt the close connection of blood ties.

Just as Quan Yi was thinking of picking up the Dark Iron to observe its properties more closely, the Dark Iron placed in his palm suddenly turned into a black light and merged into Quan Yi's body.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Quan Yi looked at his empty palm and instinctively swung his arm.