Law Treasure Completed: Thunder Firmament Dragon-Slaying Spear!

Purple Firmament Peak, within the Purple Pivot Secret Realm.

Thunder roared like a waterfall, and purple-gold arcs of electricity intertwined in the void.

Shi Jian sat cross-legged above a thunder pool. Around him were piles of Xiaoshan Jade Slip, all of which were refining techniques he had collected from various sects and cultivation Lineage in the four Human Race kingdoms over the years.

The foundations of the One Qi Dao Gate, Supreme Purity Sect, Righteous Qi Gate... these top Human Race have now all become books on his desk, the bear demon's desk.

"The Human Race's weapon-forging methods are indeed exquisite."

Shi Jian casually crushed a Jade Slip, and the array pattern inside dissipated in his mind. "What a pity, it's too flashy."

For him, all talk of nurturing spirituality, intricate array patterns, and ever-changing forms was utterly meaningless.

In battles among Demon Race, the emphasis is on large, sweeping movements, using brute force to overcome skill.

The Law Treasure he wanted didn't need to have any strange effects; nor did it need to be able to unleash all sorts of fancy Law Technique.

He only needs two things: to be tough enough to withstand his Purple Pivot Lightning!

"The main feature is its durability." Shi Jian grinned and waved his hand casually.

Three Nascent Soul skeletons, each hundreds of feet long, crashed down at the edge of the Thunder Pool.

These are the remains of the three Dragon Lords, Ao Hai, Ao Feng, and Ao Xiao; their flesh and skin have been completely removed, leaving only their crystal-clear skeletons, exuding a faint aquatic aura...

"Rise!"

Shi Jian clapped his hands together, and the purple-gold lightning transformed into raging flames, instantly enveloping the three dragon skeletons.

The first step in weapon crafting is bone tempering.

Human Race often use true fire and earth fire for weapon forging; Shi Jian doesn't use those, he only has the purest and most violent Purple Pivot Lightning.

Under the scorching heat of lightning, the three dragon skeletons emitted a series of cracking sounds as they could no longer bear the strain.

The impurities and water-based essence remaining in the dragon bone were gradually stripped away and refined under the domineering impact of the thunder.

This process is extremely tedious and lengthy.

One year, two years, five years...

Shi Jian sat motionless on the Thunder Pool, like a statue.

His Divine Sense was divided into three, precisely controlling the intensity of the lightning; if it was too strong, the dragon bones would shatter; if it was too weak, the impurities within would be impossible to remove.

This refining process took a full ten years.

The three hundred-zhang-long Nascent Soul dragon bones were forcibly compressed and melted; in the end, they were transformed into three sections, each about ten zhang long, with a purple-gold jade-like texture.

"Melt!"

Shi Jian's eyes widened, and the Nascent Soul bear within his body emerged, allowing Nascent Soul to manipulate the lightning with even greater precision, refining it.

The violent source of Dao of Lightning poured out, forcibly fusing the three sections of the skeleton together.

Dragon bones are inherently incredibly hard, and the fusion of three Nascent Soul dragon bones makes them even more sturdy than most of the world's finest spiritual materials.

The skeleton is formed, about twelve feet long, as thick as a goose egg, and its surface is naturally covered with fine dragon scale patterns...

"Next, the spearhead."

Shi Jian opened his mouth and spat out three dragon pearls; these were the crystallization of the life cultivation of the three Dragon Lords.

The lightning once again transformed into a heavy hammer, relentlessly forging the three Dragon Balls.

Each strike contained Shi Jian's understanding of the Dao of Lightning; he forcefully slammed the destructive True Intention of the Purple Pivot Lightning into the Dragon Ball.

Another ten years have passed.

The three Dragon Balls were completely shattered and fused together, forming a sharp spearhead; the spearhead was purple-gold in color.

It has barbs on both sides, the tips of which gleam with a chilling light.

Shi Jian then fused the spearhead and the shaft together as one.

Boom!

The moment the two merged into one, a powerful resentment swept across the entire secret realm.

The thousands of thunderous waters were forced to disperse in all directions by this pressure, creating a vacuum zone tens of feet wide across the entire thunder pool.

"One last step remains: soul infusion."

With a wave of his sleeve, Shi Jian caused the eighteen jade bottles to shatter in mid-air.

The eighteen Golden Core Flood Dragon spirits let out mournful roars as they tried to escape.

"Enter!"

Shi Jian showed no mercy, using lightning to form chains that forcibly restrained the eighteen dragon souls and shoved them into the shaft of his spear.

In the art of crafting artifacts, the Human Race emphasizes the importance of the artifact spirit recognizing its master and nurturing it gently.

Shi Jian was too lazy to do any of that. He simply used the most brutal method to erase the consciousness of these eighteen dragon souls, preserving only their most primal ferocity and instincts, and then refined them into the Thunder Spear.

"Roar--!"

The Thunder Spear trembled violently, and eighteen illusory Flood Dragon phantoms roamed and roared on the surface of the spear shaft, trying to break free of their restraints.

"Suppress this for me!"

Shi Jian gripped the gun barrel tightly, and purple-gold lightning surged wildly into the gun shaft along his arm; the eighteen dragon souls let out a mournful cry before being completely suppressed by the lightning.

It transformed into eighteen lifelike dragon patterns, imprinted on the shaft of the spear.

At the tassel of the spear, pure lightning and the resentment of the dragon soul intertwined, transforming into a dazzling purple lightning bolt and red tassel.

Buzz--!!

The Thunder Spear was fully formed, and a powerful aura soared into the sky; it directly tore apart the dome of the secret realm, transforming into a purple-gold pillar of light that pierced through heaven and earth above Purple Firmament Peak.

After thirty years of development, this peerless weapon, crafted from the bones of three Nascent Soul dragons and imbued with the spirits of eighteen Golden Core dragons, has finally appeared in the world!

Shi Jian held the Thunder Spear in his hand and casually swung it.

Without using any Law Power, relying solely on the weight and sharpness of the Law Treasure itself.

Laugh!

The void ahead was easily ripped open like a tattered cloth, leaving a black crack over ten feet long that took a long time to heal.

"Great gun!"

Shi Jian stroked the gun barrel, feeling the same, yet incredibly violent, power within it that shared the same origin as his own...

This spear has no fancy magical Divine Ability; nor does it have any ever-changing formations. Its only characteristic is its hardness!

It is hard enough to withstand the full power of Shi Jian, Nascent Soul Middle Stage.

It's so tough it can directly clash with the Human Race's Supreme-Grade Law Treasure; combined with Shi Jian's Purple Pivot Lightning, this spear becomes the purest killing weapon.

From now on, I will call you: Thunder Firmament Dragon-Slaying Spear!

Shi Jian grinned, and the gun emitted a high-pitched dragon's roar, as if in response.

Thirty years of seclusion, and the Law Treasure is complete!

[Chapter 400, a new milestone, congratulations! Thank you all for your companionship along the way. I am grateful to all fellow Daoists for reading this Cang Hai!]

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