MAXIMUM COMPREHENSION: TAKING CARE OF SWORDS IN A SWORD PAVILION - Chapter 1915: 791, Heavenly Frost Hammer, one of the Seven Treasures!
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- Chapter 1915: 791, Heavenly Frost Hammer, one of the Seven Treasures!
The Core Elder of the Armament Alliance.
Counting Han Muye, the Armament Alliance had a total of nineteen core elders.
Each of these nineteen core elders could be said to hold high positions, significant authority, and endless wealth.
In Wanjin City, outside the divine realm, each core elder of the Armament Alliance possessed supreme authority.
Yet at this moment, in Heavenly Secret City, there were people disrespecting a core elder of the Armament Alliance.
In front of Han Muye, the elderly man in a gray robe wore a look of distress on his face, shook his head, and turned away.
The Divine Refining Master who had spoken wore an increasingly arrogant and dismissive expression.
“In my opinion, the blacksmiths of Wanjin City are all half-baked, and the Armament Alliance is nothing more than something bred by my Heaven’s Secret City—”
Before he could finish, his body suddenly trembled.
He could feel the chilling intent pressing down from behind him, and knew that if he dared utter another word, he would be struck by a bolt of lightning.
The chill had already erupted, and within a radius of thirty feet, a layer of frost condensed.
“If you look down on the blacksmiths of Wanjin City, have the guts to compete against me!”
A booming voice rang out.
Everyone turned their heads to see a burly man with a long beard, clad in half-armor and over ten feet tall, standing not far away.
The burly man did not wear any badges on his chest, but there was a smoky aura about him, as well as the power of qi and blood surging.
“Qian Zhan, if you want to compete in refining skills with me, then put up your Heavenly Frost Hammer as the wager,” the Divine Refining Master sneered, extending his hand to point at the burly man.
“If it weren’t for that Heavenly Frost Hammer, you wouldn’t even have the qualifications to stand before me, Xun Tao.”
“Do you understand the prestige of the seven families of the divine realm?”
Although his words were disdainful, there was an evident wariness of the burly man.
When the middle-aged man named Xun Tao spoke, he even shifted a few steps backward.
Many in the surrounding crowd, most of whom were of no ordinary status, turned their heads away at the mention of the seven families of the divine realm by Xun Tao of the Heavenly Dao.
Among the seven families of the divine realm, the Xun Family did indeed possess extraordinary refining strength.
An elder of the Xun Family, unconvinced of Zheng Yaoyang’s refining talents, had once personally visited the Zheng Family to request instruction.
Of course, the elder lost, but Zheng Yaoyang also admitted that the Xun Family’s refining skills were among the top in the entire divine realm.
With that acknowledgment from Zheng Yaoyang, the Xun Family took defeat with grace.
Over the years, many refining experts from the Xun Family had come to Heaven’s Secret City to delve into the Ancient Refining Technique circulating there, striving to take their family’s refining skills to the next level.
“The Xun Family is one of the seven families, and their refining skills are extremely strong, not to be provoked,” whispered Qiao Da, who stood beside Han Muye, slightly bowing as he spoke.
The others around them were mostly of the same opinion.
“Although the Armament Alliance is a sought-after entity in both the divine realm and beyond, it lacks adequate foundation and strength here in Heaven’s Secret City.”
“To tell you the truth, a core elder of the Armament Alliance really isn’t much in Heavenly Secret City,” Qiao Da said, shaking his head with a hint of ease on his face.
Over there, the burly man named Qian Zhan’s expression changed, his eyes bulging, his chest heaving.
The core elder of the Armament Alliance hastily reached out to tug at his arm: “Qian Zhan, don’t be tricked; they’ve been coveting your Heavenly Frost Hammer for a long time.”
Without mentioning the Heavenly Frost Hammer, it would have been fine, but once Elder Yu Changdao mentioned it, Qian Zhan could no longer hold back and flung out a hammer wrapped in frost with a sweep of his hand.
“Boom—”
Within a hundred feet, everything was encompassed by freezing cold!
This was an extremely powerful treasure!
At the moment the frost-coated hammer smashed down, everyone around panicked and retreated.
Those who didn’t move back would have been frozen before the power of Frost, even if they were divine-level powerhouses.
“This hammer…” Standing a hundred feet away, Han Muye’s eyes sparkled with recognition.
He knew this hammer.
He had not expected to encounter such a treasure so soon.
He had thought to witness such a treasure, one would need unimaginable luck.
This hammer was one of the seven treasures his soul avatar had refined in the Liantian Sect!
Containing the Power of Frost and using the coldness to reinforce the Extreme Sun.
The frosty power exhibited by this hammer was merely the first layer; its deepest level of power was the most yang and rigid.
The world’s powers have always been such that extremes meet.
This Heavenly Cold Hammer was the epitome of power use.
From the memories of the Purple Sun Cauldron, Han Muye had seen this hammer shatter an entire majestic world with one strike.
“Let’s bet,” said Qian Zhan.
“Really?” Xun Tao exclaimed in delight.
“Of course it’s true,” Qian Zhan retorted with his eyes wide and a cold huff, “Do you think I, Qian Zhan, am someone who goes back on his word?”
This made Xun Tao’s joy visibly bubble to the surface, his face twitching as he chuckled, “In that case, shall I accompany Brother Qian in a match right away?”
Such words from Xun Tao clearly showed his impatience.
It was as if he had Qian Zhan all figured out.
“Heh, I am well aware of my own capabilities,” said Qian Zhan, looking toward the hammer in front of him with a trace of reluctance, speaking softly, “I also know I do not deserve this hammer.”
“Let our fellow daoists of Heavenly Secret City bear witness today,” Qian Zhan declared, raising his voice, “I bet against Xun Tao in a contest, limited to three matches, whoever can emerge victorious for our Armament Alliance, the hammer shall be theirs.”
Putting up the Heavenly Frost Hammer as the stake to bet on a match for the Armament Alliance’s victory!
No matter the outcome, the hammer would be brought out.
Qian Zhan was indeed decisive and willing to let go.
Such a treasure showed true courage.
Everyone around was momentarily stunned.
Xun Tao’s expression shifted, his initial elation turning into solemnity.
Indeed, the other side wouldn’t let him get the Heavenly Frost Hammer so easily.