After a long while, Wei Yang turned his gaze toward the Chaos Stone that had been continuously tempered by Chaos Flame.
His transformation into true Innate Chaos this time owed much to this stone.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that this stone was the greatest opportunity of his life.
Next, he would forge it into a Peerless Sacred Object.
"What should I forge it into?" Wei Yang pondered.
Sabers, spears, swords, halberds—those were naturally out of the question.
He had never been in the habit of using weapons.
Besides, such material was best suited for forging a heavy artifact.
A bell, a cauldron, or a tower.
He quickly made his decision.
At once, Wei Yang fully activated the greatly empowered Chaos Flame and began intense tempering.
The new Chaos Flame was not only blazing and tyrannical, but also heavy as mountains, as though it could burn down space and time.
Its power was more than ten times greater than before its transformation.
Under the intense tempering, the Chaos Stone, which had already turned somewhat red after being continuously refined for over half a year and had been wholly refined once by Wei Yang's mind, gradually began to soften as time passed.
He did not stop until the Chaos Stone had completely melted into a liquid, hovering there like a mass of condensed Chaos Energy, unlike an ordinary melted ore.
Only then did Wei Yang slightly lower the temperature.
Then, not daring to be careless, vast mental power surged forth. Like a pair of invisible hands, yet also like two iron hammers, it began shaping it.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
A series of invisible sounds, seemingly like metal striking metal, continuously rang out in the depths of the Magma World.
That mass of condensed Chaos Energy slowly changed shape,