Jiang Mo Takes Center Stage: Forging Heavenly Forged Metal and Summoning a Lightning Tribulation

Morning mist lent a soft dampness to the grass outside the Worship Hall. The Tree of Life's pale green glow drifted on the wind, mingling with the forging furnace's crimson flames in a strange tapestry of colors.

Jiang Mo stood bare-chested, fine beads of sweat covering his bronze skin. They slid along the contours of his muscles and struck the flagstones, splashing into tiny droplets.

He gripped a hammer in each hand, red Soul Power swirling around their heads, his gaze locked on the furnace-a piece of Deep Sea Silver the size of an adult's fist had been heated dark red throughout. Its surface gleamed with a molten sheen and radiated suffocating heat, making even the surrounding air warp slightly.

This was the final core component needed for the Life Soul Bone Replacement Crystal Platform. Once this piece of heavenly forged metal was successfully forged, assembly of the Level 10 Soul Tool could officially begin.

Jiang Mo drew a deep breath. The calluses on his palms whitened under his grip, and his knuckles turned bluish-he knew this was not merely the ultimate test of his forging skills, but the key to whether Spirit Hall's Soul Tool capabilities could break through their bottleneck.

"Little brother, steady! You succeeded with all those earlier pieces of heavenly forged metal. This last one won't be a problem!"

Qian Jun stood nearby with his personal forging hammer in hand, his voice carrying steady encouragement. He understood Jiang Mo's tension better than anyone-from Soul Forging to heavenly forging, every step was like walking on a knife's edge. The slightest mistake could not only ruin the metal, but also subject the smith himself to a backlash.

The three Enshrinements, Golden Crocodile, Azure Luan, and Lion, stood a short distance away, their eyes fixed intently on the furnace.