"Clang, clang, clang! Clang, clang, clang! Clang, clang, clang!"
Yang Ming focused intently, swinging the Clear Sky Hammer in one hand and striking the iron billet again and again. A string of deafening clangs rang out, seeming to form a beautiful, stirring composition.
With every strike, Yang Ming seemed to resonate with the iron billet. Even the onlookers could feel that mysterious throb, a most peculiar sensation. The billet, which incorporated ten-thousand-year cold iron, heavy silver, demon silver, blue nurturing copper, and various other rare metallic minerals, seemed to have come alive.
When Yang Ming breathed, the billet breathed with him. Every hammer blow was like a massage, drawing feelings of comfort from it. As that comfort rose toward its utmost peak, the billet underwent a qualitative change, ascending to a higher state, washing away its earthly tarnish and parting the clouds to reveal the clear sky!
Everyone present stared at the scene, dumbstruck, questioning everything they knew about life.
"This... is this actually the legendary hammer-stacking effect?"
Had Divine Craftsman Lou Gao possessed a beard, he would probably have torn it to shreds by now.
There was no way he could remain calm in the face of what was happening before him.
Hundred Forging was the limit Divine Craftsman Lou Gao could achieve after incorporating the Hundred Refinements Steelmaking Method from the Tang Dynasty of Yang Ming's previous life.
Thousand Forging was an unbridgeable chasm in the eyes of countless blacksmiths, including Divine Craftsman Lou Gao. Yet Yang Ming had crossed it effortlessly, and this was his very first time hammering an iron billet. He looked nothing like an inexperienced fool. Every movement bore the mark of a grandmaster, handling the heavy as though it were light and the light as though it were heavy. It was simply absurd!