Calamity Meteor Hammer

Little Li still had no idea someone had set their sights on him.

The fourth level of Divine Blade Cave.

Weapon Intent rippled, fierce winds howled, making the cave seem as if ghosts were wailing.

If someone whose body had not been tempered, and who had no special method, were here, they would likely have their bones and flesh blown apart by the sharp wind in an instant.

Yet the youth's body stood unmoving as a mountain.

Through his clothes, which had long since been reduced to rags, one could see skin faintly flickering with a treasured glow.

"Exhale..."

"Inhale..."

Li Mo, whose physical body was in the midst of breaking through, was no different from a weapon being polished.

Under the grinding of that sharp energy, the rust gradually peeled away, revealing its edge...

Most disciples of Clear Abyss Sect used ordinary weapons.

Only a small number of inner sect disciples could possess a fine weapon.

Some had obtained theirs in Divine Blade Cave, while others had purchased them outside on their own.

And now, Li Mo's physical body was moving toward the level of a fine weapon.

Suddenly.

The aura spilling out abruptly became even more biting.

The treasured glow on Li Mo's body grew stronger and stronger, and finally reached its critical point.

He suddenly opened his eyes. A fierce edge flashed within them, and he parted his lips to exhale softly.

Pfft—

A small pit actually burst open in the opposite cave wall.

One mouthful of turbid breath was like a sharp arrow.

If it struck someone at the early Blood-Qi Realm, it would likely leave them gravely injured even if they did not die.

Li Mo stood up, paying no mind to his tattered clothes. He clenched his hand, feeling the abundant strength within it.

He picked up a piece of bluestone and exerted just a little force.

Silently, without a sound, stone powder slipped down through the gaps between his fingers.

"A physical body comparable to a fine weapon."

"Let alone ninth-rank strange beasts, even eighth-rank ones would probably find it extremely hard to break my defense."

Li Mo brushed away the stone powder in his palm and examined himself by the faint light, growing more and more satisfied.

Mm, my skin color didn't change. It even seems a little whiter?

Like I turned on skin smoothing...

"Many thanks."

Facing the six Mystic Weapons, including the Crimson Firmament Sword, Li Mo gave a proper, solemn bow.

Buzz—

The Mystic Weapons gave off faint hums, as though responding.

Afterward, Li Mo walked to the end of Divine Blade Cave's fourth level.

He held the Night-Shining Pearl in his left hand and tapped his right index finger against the stone wall. The sound was crisp, not dull.

"Hollow?"

Li Mo raised an eyebrow.

By the glow of the Night-Shining Pearl, he discovered that the stone wall before him was slightly different in color from the surrounding cave walls. It looked more like something that had been constructed later by human hands.

After pondering for a moment.

Bang—

Li Mo's fist shot out like a dragon, the power of eight meridians in the Blood-Qi Realm erupting together with a physical body comparable to a fine weapon.

That mighty force directly made the stone wall collapse with a thunderous crash.

"As expected, there's a path!"

Li Mo's eyes lit up.

Yet before he could rejoice.

The fierce wind roared in fury, as if countless sharp arrows were blasting straight at his face. The surging Weapon Intent seemed to have condensed into substance!

Li Mo: "!"

In great alarm, he swiftly circulated the Extreme Weapon Slaughter Body with all his might.

He forced his eyes open.

In the passageway that allowed only one person through, an intense red and blue glow could be seen faintly coming from the other side.

Inside a cave the size of a basketball court, there were two pools.

One pool was like molten lava; the other was like bone-piercing frost, both flowing toward the outside of the cave.

And at the place where the two pools met...

A jet-black hammer stood upside down in silence, splitting the converged waters of the Ice Fire Pool apart.

Boom—

It was clearly only a single hammer that was shaking.

But as if heaven and earth had been split apart and stones had shattered the sky, the entire Divine Weapon Peak began to tremble.

With just one glance, Li Mo felt his mind explode.

In a daze...

He saw a burly man with a full beard holding the hammer, smashing a sword billet on an anvil until sparks flew in every direction.

Crimson Firmament?

Heavenly Frost?

These two Mystic Weapons had both been forged by this hammer?

The thought had only just risen in Li Mo's mind.

The scene before his eyes changed again.

He saw that the hammer was still gripped by the bearded man, smashing down onto the head of a flood dragon as large as a small mountain. The latter's skull burst apart on the spot, leaving only its dragon horns behind.

He also saw that, later, this hammer fell into the hands of other mighty figures, smashing all kinds of powerful foes to death.

There was even a strike that came down and directly reduced an entire mountain to dust.

Rumble—

"Not good. It really does seem like an earthquake."

Only after Li Mo came back to his senses did he realize.

What had happened just now was not an illusion—the entire Divine Weapon Peak was truly shaking!

He hurriedly ran outside.

As he ran, a voice somehow rang out in the depths of his heart.

It was not human speech, yet he could understand its meaning:

"I'll wait for you."

Was it... that hammer?

Divine Weapon Peak, Forging Courtyard.

Hiss—

A plume of white smoke rose.

Han He took off his upper garment. Though his face looked old, the corded muscles of his upper body were truly lean, powerful, and terrifying.

He took out the weapon that had finished quenching. It was a three-pointed blade with a beast's maw swallowing the edge, gleaming with cold light.

"Master, you've forged another famous weapon."

Murong Xiao eased his strength and said, his eyes filled with reverence.

Recently, he had been practicing the Cloak Hammer under Han He's guidance.

"Ah, a famous weapon."

"In the past, the peak elders of our Divine Weapon Peak produced many true master craftsmen. Every one of them could forge Mystic Weapons."

Elder Han He took a sip of tea and lightly stroked the three-pointed spear he had just forged.

"Master, you'll definitely be able to do it in the future too."

"I'm old. I'm afraid it'll be difficult in this life."

Han He shook his head, then looked toward Murong Xiao with anticipation on his face.

"You possess a half-demon body. Train properly, and in the future, perhaps you may be fortunate enough to wield the Calamity Meteor Hammer..."

Before his words had fallen...

Rumble—

The earth shook and the mountains swayed. Cries of alarm rose everywhere.

Elder Han He shot to his feet, his brows instantly knitting tight.

He seemed to have thought of something, and his figure suddenly shot out like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, Han He's figure appeared at the entrance of Divine Blade Cave.

"The ground shook!"

"Run, hurry up and run!"

Everyone still inside the cave broke into a mad sprint toward the outside, wishing their parents had given birth to them with two extra legs.

Li Mo also ran out with them.

His clothes were in rags, making him look like a savage.

Murong Xiao came over from the front. Seeing his clothes torn to such a state, he hurried up to check on him.

"Brother Li, what happened to you..."

"Uh, I just accidentally tore my clothes while practicing."

Li Mo answered aloud, but his heart was all over the place.

He could be certain that today's commotion had been caused by him.

"The elders are all here. What happened?"

Murong Xiao suddenly said.

Following his gaze, Li Mo saw that nine figures were already standing at the entrance of Divine Blade Cave.

"Even Master is here."

Li Mo realized how serious the matter was.

The strange movement in Divine Blade Cave should have been caused by that hammer.

Just what grade of weapon was it?

"Brother Li, why don't you come with me and change into another set of clothes?"

"Mm, that works."

After the two of them left, at the entrance of Divine Blade Cave.

"Han He, could it be..."

Qian Bufan asked tentatively.

Elder Han He nodded.

"That's right. It was the Calamity Meteor Hammer."

"You don't look like you've become a great craftsman either. What exactly is going on?"

A middle-aged man whose face bore a seventy percent resemblance to Yin Huacheng spoke.

It was none other than the peak master elder of Rare Beast Peak—Yin Huaxuan.

Shang Wu's eyes were half-lidded as she chuckled softly.

"Old things do love throwing tantrums, don't they."

As soon as those words came out, the other eight people all glared at her in fury.

Han He snorted coldly.

"Shang Wu, do not speak recklessly of my Divine Weapon Peak's ancestral treasure."

The reason Divine Weapon Peak had this name was naturally because it possessed a true divine weapon.

The Calamity Meteor Hammer.

Before the Clear Abyss Sect had even been founded, it had already existed within Divine Blade Cave.

Later, only when successive elders of Divine Weapon Peak reached the level of great craftsman and needed to forge a Mystic Artifact would they "invite" it out.

They merely used it, rather than controlled it.

And the only people who knew of this matter were the Sect Master and the peak master elders of each branch.

"No point saying more. Why don't we go down and take a look?"

Xue Jing said, stroking the long beard before his chest.

The elders looked at one another, then all nodded.

No one spoke along the way.

Before long, everyone had already reached the fourth level of Divine Blade Cave, the place where Mystic Artifacts were kept.

When they saw that huge hole, their pupils could not help but shrink.

"This hole looks like it was blasted open by someone using brute force?"

"There are no traces of Internal Breath or Form-Will being used."

"Who did it?"

The elders looked at one another, each seeing the bewilderment in the others' eyes.

Clearly, whoever had opened this cave was not any one of them.

Just as they were puzzling over it, they noticed that Elder Han He's expression had turned somewhat off.

Immediately afterward, they, too, looked toward the lowest level of Divine Blade Cave, where ice and fire met.

Shang Wu raised an eyebrow and said with a beaming smile:

"Han He, this antique old hammer seems to have acknowledged a master."

Everyone: "!"

Upon realizing this fact, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.

A divine weapon.

Han He's face twitched, and he stood there foolishly, as if his soul had left his body.

"Acknowledged a master—who?" Qian Bufan struggled to calm his emotions.

No one answered.

"Now this is interesting. Someone made a divine weapon acknowledge them as master, yet left it here."

Yin Huaxuan's eyes flickered.

"It can't be that they couldn't lift it, can it?"

"Impossible. Absolutely impossible. How could a divine weapon acknowledge someone who can't even lift it as master?"

Han He trembled uncontrollably, his voice hoarse.

For a moment, the scene fell into silence.

After a long while, it was Han He who spoke first:

"I will investigate this matter. If I find any leads, I will report them to the Sect Master and ask the colleagues of the various peaks to discuss it together."

"Should this cave be sealed up?"

"Mm. After the sect trial, the newly advanced true disciples and inner disciples will all come to Divine Blade Cave to choose weapons."

"I don't think that's necessary."

"True. Newly advanced disciples probably won't be able to make it here anyway."

After briefly discussing it for a few more lines, the elders of the various peaks walked out of Divine Blade Cave one after another.

Only Elder Han He remained standing there, letting the light of ice and fire cast his figure onto the wall.

After a long time, his expression forlorn, he sighed faintly and said:

"You are not content with being only a forging hammer, are you..."