"So it failed, just like that?!"
Looking at the Sacred Fire Sword with its tip missing, Liu Yu's pupils contracted, and his heart shook.
It seemed almost unbelievable, yet on reflection, it was only natural. Still, regret was unavoidable.
If a Spirit Treasure, an existence powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth, could be forged so easily, this world would have long since descended into chaos.
The seven stepped onto the central floating island again. As they gazed at the damaged Sacred Fire Sword, the silence grew frightening.
"How could it come to this?!"
Staring blankly at the broken blade, Tang Tianbao's eyes reddened slightly, his emotions in turmoil.
A dignified cultivator at the foundation establishment peak wore utter dejection on his face. That alone showed how devastating a blow this was to him.
"..."
Faced with this scene, Uncle Yang, Zhou Ziwen, and the others also looked grave, their spirits deeply depressed.
Though they did not shoulder a mission as heavy as Tang Tianbao's, their feelings for the cult were entirely genuine. They could feel his pain as their own.
Looking at the Sacred Fire Sword whose forging had failed, Liu Yu recovered from the succession of upheavals, and a thought stirred in his mind.
The failure might not be a bad thing for me.
The thought flashed through his mind.
A Spirit Treasure's might could destroy heaven and earth. Even Nascent Soul Cultivators faced numerous restrictions when wielding one and could unleash only a tiny fraction of its power, let alone use it repeatedly.
Only upon reaching Spirit Transformation could one wield a Spirit Treasure with relative ease.
If the Sacred Fire Sword had been successfully forged, Liu Yu would still have been unable to wield it even after reaching the Golden Core Realm, much less refine it.