Zen was certain that James was not simply turning his life vitality into a sword. Just now, when the weapons melted into his life vitality and formed a vortex, a hint of milky-white color could be seen. It was… Heavenly essence! Zen gazed in the direction of the heavenly essence looming in the vortex, his eyebrows snapping together.
Heavenly essence was not easy to obtain. When a weapon refiner was about to temper a weapon, he could come to realize a few earthly and heavenly rules, that then could be used to forge the weapons.
The more superior a weapon was, the larger number of heavenly laws it contained.
So far, he knew of many weapon refiners in the Burning Sky Empire who had a knack for deciphering the Heavenly Law, and refining mysterious and spiritual weapons with it.
But there was only one person who had the ability to disintegrate a weapon and extract the heavenly essence from it—it was Zen himself.
Zen could get his hands on the heavenly essence using the black fire in his mind to melt a weapon.
How could James create it so easily?
The weapons he had thrown at Zen were not real; they were virtual ones formed with the help of his life vitality. Did James obtain the heavenly essence by dissolving the virtual weapons made out of his life vitality?
No, absolutely not. Impossible!
If James really could work such wonders, the Mo Clan wouldn't have collapsed into a decline.
Zen assumed that the heavenly essence he was seeing was not the real deal. It was something James had summoned through his life vitality—an element of illusion. It was definitely not the same thing as the heavenly essence Zen had.
Even so, Zen still marveled at the technique. Those qualified to enter the Illuminating Soul Realm must undoubtedly have extraordinary skills.
Weapons were constantly sucked into the center of the vortex and smashed to pieces, releasing James' life vitality and the heavenly essence that gathered to form a sword in James' hand.
In this process of cohesion, the level of the life vitality sword upgraded continuously.
The low-level mysterious weapon morphed to medium-level, then to a high-level one...
Low-level spiritual weapon turned to medium-level, then to a high-level spiritual weapon.
Buzzz…
All of a sudden, the sword dazzled with a brilliant, blue light. The crowd which stood there gawking instinctively closed their eyes when they saw it.
Zen covered his eyes with his hands too. When he opened them to look at James, the long sword had already come into shape.
Glimmers of light lit up the surface of the long, blue sword. A tremor of shock passed through him at the mere sight of it.
"It is a fairy weapon!"
James was indeed powerful!
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