Mysterious Will, Unseen, Unheard, Unspeakable

Yuanen Zhentian was now convinced that the War God Temple Master might truly be capable of Heavenly Forging.

However, why was the War God Temple Master's expression so grave?

The forging had clearly been a success.

"Hum, hum, hum."

The metal emitted a series of vibrations, seemingly resistant to this surge of spiritual power entering its core.

Yet, Xie An's spiritual power could now be described as the greatest in the world.

Gradually, under the soothing influence of his immense spiritual power, the metal began to accept this presence.

The intent of the World-Breaking Spear was officially condensed into the metal.

As the Soul Forging succeeded, Xie An's expression did not relax; instead, it grew increasingly solemn.

He knew that the most difficult part had only just begun.

A mouthful of vital blood was suddenly spat out by Xie An, coating the metal.

The metal accepted the blood naturally, even appearing to show a hint of delight.

Sure enough, just as Xie An had expected, as the vital blood was absorbed, the elements in the air became violent.

A wisp of thunderclouds began to gather in the sky.

"Is this Heavenly Forging?"

Yuanen Zhentian whispered to himself.

But soon, he noticed something was wrong.

The thunderclouds in the sky kept gathering, but whenever they reached a certain point, they would suddenly dissipate.

Xie An felt the thunderclouds gathering and dispersing, and the intent of the World-Breaking Spear surged straight into the sky once more.

It was at this moment that a terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly descended.

Yuanen Zhentian felt a powerful spiritual force constantly battering his sea of consciousness, and he looked back behind him.

The members of the Yuanen Clan were already lying on the ground; the only one left standing was Haori Douluo.

Xie An's spiritual power was like a lone boat in the ocean, struggling bitterly.

Before his spiritual power had advanced, every time Xie An attempted God Forging, he would be suppressed by this irresistible spiritual pressure, leading to the failure of the Heavenly Forging.

But now, he was able to withstand it.

The forging continued.

Xie An kept hammering the metal, and the thunderclouds in the sky seemed not to have anticipated that the forger could withstand the spiritual pressure.

Perhaps it was a loophole, or perhaps some other reason, but regardless, the thunderclouds broke through that threshold and began to converge into a lightning tribulation.

Energy from all directions gathered toward the thunderclouds, and as the energy accumulated, a bank of smoke and clouds slowly formed.

Red, blue, cyan, and purple lights were visible to the naked eye; the lightning tribulation seemed truly about to manifest.

By now, Yuanen Zhentian's eyes were bleeding, but he remained transfixed.

A sudden realization dawned on him: he seemed to have touched upon some incredible secret.

At the same time, feeling the unyielding, transcendent will of the War God Temple Master, his own cultivation realm seemed to loosen under this magnificent heavenly might.

This was an opportunity, and also an unspeakable secret.

"Is it about to succeed?"

Xie An felt the lightning tribulation constantly gathering in the sky, and a trace of anticipation rose in his heart.

A gentle breeze blew, and a certain thing—or rather, a certain will—descended and appeared, though it could not be perceived.

Yuanen Zhentian felt his head go blank, and after that, he knew nothing more.

At the same time, at Shrek Academy.

The leaves and branches of the Golden Ancient Tree suddenly shook violently, as if some great terror had descended.

Yun Ming walked out of the Sea God Pavilion once again, his brows furrowed as he looked at the Golden Ancient Tree.

In another dark underground location.

A man with a pale complexion, wearing gray armor and a gray cloak, raised his head and looked in the direction from which that feeling originated.

It was as if his gaze could pierce through the soil and reach the sky.

Behind him, twelve Skeleton Knights seemed to sense their master's intent, their eyes following his gaze toward that same direction.

In the core area of the Star Dou Forest.

A Silver Dragon suddenly let out a whimper, and a handsome man with golden pupils appeared by her side.

"Master, what has happened?"

A lock of golden hair drifted before his brow, looking exceptionally striking.

The scene returns to the present, at the Yuanen Clan, where Xie An is forging.

Xie An had a feeling that if he continued to forge, his soul might be completely annihilated.

A bitter smile appeared on his face; in the end, he had thought things were too simple.

Just as he was preparing to stop forging and give up, a sigh that even Xie An failed to notice emerged from the system.

The pressure on his body suddenly eased, and the forging was able to continue.

A purple figure appeared solidly behind Xie An, yet Xie An could neither see nor even perceive it.

"The constraints of the law of causality?"

The purple figure let out a voice that only he himself could hear.

"Even if the process is entirely correct, the result is still being forcibly corrected?"

"No, this law of causality seems to contain a backdoor targeting a specific person."

The purple figure continued to speak, as if talking to himself, or perhaps as if speaking to the will that had just descended here.

That will also sensed the presence of the purple figure; it seemed somewhat angry, but more so, it was fearful.

Ultimately, that will seemed to have made up its mind, and a thought was transmitted to the purple figure who seemed not to exist.

"You want me not to interfere in this matter?"

The purple figure seemed to have heard a joke and laughed out loud without the slightest restraint.

Seeing that the purple figure paid no attention to it, that will became somewhat anxious and then transmitted another thought.

After the purple man felt that thought, his brows furrowed slightly, but they soon smoothed out again.

"Under the eaves, one must bow one's head."

"How about this: this junior has a connection with me, so let him forge one set of what he calls Four-Word Battle Armor every year, how about that?"

That will seemed still somewhat dissatisfied and transmitted another thought.

The purple figure suddenly laughed in extreme anger.

"Who do you think you are? After nearly ten thousand years, you haven't even been able to clear away the trace of power left by her and me."

"I am making a concession because of the face of that person in your family, not because of you."

That will fell silent and eventually seemed to compromise, slowly dissipating.

The purple figure likewise vanished.

Xie An only felt that some kind of shackle on his body had been unlocked.

The threat of soul annihilation had quietly dissipated, and the forging continued steadily.

The Four-Colored Lightning Tribulation finally condensed successfully in the sky, and bowl-sized lightning bolts crashed down.

Heaven and earth were venting their immense power.

Terrifying laws descended along with the lightning.

Feeling the lightning imbued with laws, Xie An felt no fear on his face, only a slight smile.

He gripped the World-Breaking Spear in his hand, guiding the lightning to strike the metal.

The metal was cheering and leaping, and a soft four-colored light appeared upon it.

The four-colored lightning was constantly cleansing the metal, and the laws contained within were continuously being infused into it.

The four-colored halo gradually grew dense, moving from just the surface of the metal to eventually being contained within.

Accompanied by the infusion of lightning, that piece of metal was evolving and sublimating.

A spear intent that could shatter everything and transcend everything erupted forth.

As the light gradually faded, Xie An carefully sensed the metal, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his face—Heavenly Forging had finally succeeded!

Yuanen Zhentian could also follow him now!

Thinking of this, Xie An turned his head, only to discover that everyone else had already fainted on the ground.