Unrivaled Tang Sect: The Dragon King Guards the World!

Chapter 87 Dragon Abyss Forging

It has been a long time since Ye Qian'an got his first battle armor. His strength has grown by leaps and bounds during this period. For him, battle armor is not only a powerful equipment, but also the key to improving his strength.

It was a shoulder armor with the prototype of an arm armor, the two were connected together by a formation, and the joints were cleverly fitted together, which would not affect the flexibility at all. He had already completed the carving of a simple version of the formation, and now the only thing left was the last step.

Ye Qian'an walked to the table, the Sword of Living Beings' Watch appeared in his hand. A green-gold light appeared lightly under the battle armor, carrying it up slowly.

The light passed by and landed on the shoulder armor. The formations that had been engraved on it began to be gradually deepened, engraved, carved, and linked, and gorgeous patterns appeared one after another.

As time passed, more and more golden lights lit up on the shoulder armor, gradually gathering on the upper arm armor. On the surface of the shoulder armor, dragon patterns could be vaguely seen. The surface of the diamond-shaped armor pieces had protruding ridges, just like scales.

"It's done."

Ye Qian'an's eyes flashed with excitement. He took a step forward and came to the front of the battle armor. He tapped his shoulder and upper arm twice with his right hand, piercing the skin. Two streams of blood spurted out and sprayed onto the battle armor.

Suddenly, the golden color emitted by the battle armor instantly turned into red gold. Ye Qian'an quickly mobilized the power of his blood and soul, and raised his right hand. At the same time, light burst out from the back of his hand, releasing his forearm armor.

The formations echoed each other, and the shoulder armor hummed, rose into the air, and covered his shoulders directly.

Ye Qian'an's shoulder, which was already covered in blood, suddenly sank and merged perfectly with the shoulder armor and upper arm armor. The armor was retracted, wrapped, and rolled up, and the front end and the forearm armor were hooked together, completing the fit in an instant.

The energy of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline exploded, and soul power was injected madly. The metal was made by Ye Qian'an himself, and a feeling of blood connection arose spontaneously. The soul power in his body began to be injected madly into the battle armor, connecting every node. The scales lit up one by one, and Ye Qian'an's own aura began to grow along with the battle armor. With one more piece of battle armor, his aura became more condensed.

The golden light gradually faded, Ye Qian'an moved his arms, his face full of joy. He could clearly feel the explosive power contained in his left arm, the golden dragon claw and gauntlet were perfectly combined together.

After coming out of the void space, Ye Qian'an planned to go to the arena of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy. Along the way, he was unable to calm down. The newly fused battle armor seemed to have produced a wonderful resonance with his body and soul. With every step he took, he could feel the powerful force surging in his body.

"Where are you going?" Jing Ziyan, looking harmless, asked Ye Qian'an with a smile. The person following her was none other than the sword fanatic Ji Juechen.

Seeing these two people, Ye Qian'an's facial expression suddenly became a little stiff. Ever since that sword fight at the beginning, he had been recognized by Ji Juechen. Coupled with Jing Ziyan who was extremely unwilling to accept her defeat, the two of them hit it off and came to him to practice whenever they had time.

"I'm going to fight in the arena of your Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy." Ye Qian'an replied helplessly.

Jing Ziyan chuckled and said, "It's better to fight us than to fight those people. Since we meet today, let's have a fight. I have gained some experience recently."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Ziyan leaned over and stood in front of him. Ji Juechen was even more ruthless. He took out his meteorite sword from behind and pointed it at Ye Qian'an.

Ye Qian sighed helplessly, his eyes becoming serious. "In that case, come on, both of you, come together, it's a good opportunity for me to try out my new equipment."

Suddenly, a thick purple mist emerged from Jing Ziyan's body, completely covering her and Ji Juechen. The next second, a black shadow emerged from the purple mist almost at the same time, drawing an arc at a tricky angle and heading straight towards Ye Qian'an. At the same time, thick purple smoke also erupted on the other side.

Without much hesitation, Ye Qian released his left arm armor and grabbed the black shadow with his left hand. At the same time, his whole body was shining. The light was as dazzling as the sun, instantly dispersing some of the purple mist around him.

When his left hand grabbed the black shadow, a strong recoil force came, but Ye Qianan relied on the power of the battle armor to resist this force steadily. He swung the black shadow aside with force. At this time, several more black shadows rushed out of the purple smoke and quickly attacked Ye Qianan.

Ye Qian'an snorted coldly, and his soul power surged. The dragon pattern on his left arm's battle armor seemed to come alive, flashing with golden light, knocking away the black shadows one after another. The moment those black shadows touched the battle armor, it was like hitting a solid barrier, and they shattered and dissipated in an instant.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, just when Jing Ziyan had to give up, the sword fanatic Ji Juechen moved his meteorite sword. It was still an extremely simple movement, a slash, and the sword, with a sharp aura, attacked Ye Qian'an like a black lightning.

Ye Qian'an's eyes shone, and he quickly dodged to the side and said, "Interesting, it seems that Brother Ji learned a lot that day."

Ji Juechen nodded slightly, and swung the meteorite sword in his hand again. The sword's force became even sharper, as if it could cut the air apart.

Jing Ziyan watched from the side, her eyes flashing with excitement. The purple mist surged again, and black shadows appeared and disappeared, ready to attack again at any time.

The dragon pattern on Ye Qian'an's left arm armor quietly emerged, and the golden light instantly became stronger. The dragon pattern seemed to come alive, baring its fangs and claws, emitting a powerful pressure. Ye Qian'an's eyes focused, and he swung his left arm violently. A golden dragon shadow whistled out and rushed straight towards Ji Juechen.

Seeing this, Ji Juechen changed the momentum of his sword from a sharp slash to a steady block. The Meteorite Sword collided with the golden dragon shadow with a loud bang. The powerful impact force made Ji Juechen take a few steps back, but he quickly stabilized his body and swung the sword again.

At this time, Jing Ziyan also controlled the black shadows in the purple mist to launch an attack. Those black shadows shuttled like ghosts and attacked Ye Qian from all angles.

Ye Qian'an was not in a hurry. He fended off Jing Ziyan's attacks while dealing with Ji Juechen. The light on his battle armor flickered. Every collision with the black shadow or intersection with Ji Juechen's sword made him more familiar with the reactions and characteristics of the battle armor.

"Be careful."

Ye Qian'an let out a low roar, and his soul power surged more violently. The light on his battle armor became more and more dazzling, and the dragon pattern on the battle armor on his left arm seemed to want to break free. He took a step forward suddenly, and the powerful force caused the ground to shake slightly.

At this moment, Ye Qian'an shouted loudly and gathered all his strength into his left arm. The dragon pattern on the battle armor shone brightly to the extreme. He swung a punch suddenly and rushed towards Ji Juechen with an indomitable momentum.

The wind from the fist whistled like thunder, and the air was filled with a strong pressure. When the fist collided with the sword, a shocking sound erupted, and powerful power waves spread in all directions, and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart.

The extremely hard meteorite sword in Ji Juechen's hand actually began to crack under this terrifying force. The cracks spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the whole sword "clicked" and completely shattered, turning into countless fragments that flew everywhere.

Ji Juechen was shocked by the recoil force and retreated repeatedly, with a look of shock on his face. He never expected that Ye Qian'an's punch was so powerful that it could actually shatter his meteorite sword.

Jing Ziyan was also stunned by this sudden scene. She stared at Ye Qian'an with eyes wide open, her heart filled with disbelief. "Let's stop here." Ye Qian'an slowly retracted his fist, and the light on his left arm gradually faded, but the powerful aura still lingered around him.

Ji Juechen frowned slightly, looking at the broken sword in his hand, but there was no frustration in his eyes, instead, there was a gleam of excitement, "Your strength has improved far beyond my imagination, this battle has benefited me a lot. I will go find a more suitable sword, and next time we fight, I will be stronger."

"Does your academy have a forging room?" Ye Qian'an said, looking at the broken sword in Ji Juechen's hand.

Jing Ziyan came back to her senses and answered Ye Qian'an's question, "Yes, our academy's forging room is in the building to the east of the academy. Why? What are you going to do in the forging room?"

"The exchange life between Shrek Academy and Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy seems to be coming to an end. I will naturally go back with them. Before I leave, Brother Ji, let me help you forge a sword." Ye Qian said with a deep breath.

Ji Juechen was slightly startled, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded solemnly, "Okay, thank you."

The three of them walked towards the building on the east side of the academy and came to the forging room, which was filled with various tools and materials, and a hot breath filled their faces.

Ye Qian'an walked to the forging table, and the soul guide storage ring glowed. He took out three different kinds of metals from it. These three metals exuded a unique luster and aura, and obviously had their own extraordinary characteristics.

Sunken silver, black gold, and gold of life, Ye Qian'an looked at the three pieces of metal in his hand and had a preliminary forging plan in his mind. He placed the three pieces of metal on the forging table and pressed the button to slowly sink them in for calcining.

There was a flash of light in Ye Qian'an's hands, and two spirit-forged silver hammers appeared in his hands.

Three pieces of red-hot metal slowly rose up, and the spiritual forging silver hammer in his left hand lightly tapped the silver in front of him, making a "clang" sound. The crisp sound attracted the attention of Ji Juechen and Jing Ziyan.

Then they saw that Ye Qian'an turned his body halfway, and swung a pair of spirit-forged silver hammers at the same time, smashing down on the three pieces of metal on the forging table.

"Dangdang!" Two loud noises sounded at the same time, and the entire forging table emitted two violent roars.
The two spirit-forged heavy silver hammers bounced up, and the huge recoil force also drove Ye Qian'an's body to move. His body rotated, and the two hammers fell down again.

"Dang, dang, dang..." The spirit-forged silver hammer in Ye Qian'an's hand kept hitting the three pieces of red-hot metal. Every strike brought up a brilliant spark. The metals gradually deformed under the hammering, and their luster continued to blend and change in the high temperature and hammering.

Ji Juechen and Jing Ziyan watched intently from the side. They were attracted by Ye Qian'an's focused expression and superb forging skills.

The temperature in the forging room was getting higher and higher, and the hot breath filled every corner, but Ye Qian'an was not affected at all. As the hammering continued, the three pieces of metal began to slowly merge into a new block of metal.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Qian'an's eyes suddenly lit up, and a strong wave of energy and blood suddenly burst out from his body. Six soul rings shone one after another. Ye Qian'an's body shook violently, golden scales covered his arms, and his entire skin was covered with a layer of golden light.

The two hammers fell again, and the golden light on the metal suddenly shone brightly. The power of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline once again raised the temperature in the room a few degrees, and the speed of the two hammers falling became obviously more frequent. The golden halo became extremely dazzling.

Suddenly, Ye Qian'an hammered with one hand, and the spirit-forged silver hammer on the other side was retracted to his side, and shouted softly, "Rise."

A white light suddenly rose from the metal, making a sharp "buzzing" sound. After a pause, the rising white light suddenly trembled, and then a pleasant dragon roar sounded. A ball of golden light rose from the white light again, and the rising light lasted for more than twenty seconds before gradually disappearing.

After the light dissipated, the fused metal had undergone miraculous changes. Ye Qian'an picked up the spiritual forging silver hammer again and began to forge it more delicately. With each hammer strike, the metal gradually stretched and became thinner under the hammering, and the prototype of the sword began to slowly emerge.

Ye Qian'an's movements were steady. He constantly adjusted the force and angle of the hammer to ensure that the shape of the sword was even and smooth. As the forging progressed, the texture on the sword gradually became clearer.

Ji Juechen and Jing Ziyan watched quietly from the side. They were deeply attracted by Ye Qian'an's focused expression and superb skills.

Time passed slowly with the sound of Ye Qian'an's hammering, and the outline of the sword became clearer and clearer. When the basic shape of the sword was completed, Ye Qian'an stopped the spirit-forged silver hammer in his hand, picked up the tools beside him, and began to polish the sword carefully. During the polishing process, the luster of the metal became more and more dazzling.

"Almost done." Ye Qian nodded while holding the sword, and put it back into the calcination furnace for the final heating treatment. "Brother Ji, give me some of your blood."

Ji Juechen was slightly stunned, but soon understood Ye Qian'an's intention. Without any hesitation, he cut his finger and squeezed out a few drops of blood that dripped onto the sword that was about to be completed.

The blood was instantly absorbed by the sword. The sword, which was already emitting light, seemed to be injected with new vitality. The patterns on the sword became clearer and the light became brighter.

Ye Qian'an quickly took out the heated sword, placed it on the forging table, and began to quench it. A white mist instantly rose up, accompanied by a "sizzling" sound, and the temperature of the sword body dropped sharply.

During the quenching process, Ye Qian'an stared at the sword body, paying close attention to its changes. After the quenching was completed, Ye Qian'an picked up the sword, carefully observed the texture and color of the sword body, nodded with satisfaction, and then began to engrave the formation on the sword body.

After a period of carving, the formation was finally engraved. Ye Qian'an breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the sword, and gently waved it a few times. Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound was heard in the air.

Ye Qian nodded and handed the sword to Ji Juechen, saying, "Brother Ji, this sword is completely finished. It has not been named yet. You can give it a name."

Ji Juechen took the sword, his eyes flashing with excitement. He held the sword horizontally in front of him, pondered for a moment, and slowly said: "Let's call it 'Longyuan'. I hope I can hold this sword and break through the clouds and cut through all obstacles on the road of future cultivation. Ye Qian'an, will you always stay in Shrek Academy?"

Ye Qian nodded and said, "Yes, but not for too long, at least before the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition begins."

Jing Ziyan walked to Ji Juechen and looked at Ye Qian'an deeply. "Don't think we will let you go if you run back to Shrek Academy."

Ye Qian smiled and said, "You are always welcome to come and spar with me, but don't lose too badly next time."

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(End of this chapter)