Chapter 50
The sharpness of the weapon surged like a tidal wave in an instant.
It felt as if he had stepped into a whirlpool, enduring countless torrents every moment.
“No wonder the Panjie Meteor Hammer can forge profound weapons.”
“With a single strike, even the finest artifacts might not withstand it.”
Li Mo felt as if he were the weapon itself, being baptized by this divine hammer.
The first ancestor of the Divine Weapon Peak must have been a formidable figure.
At the very least, his mastery in body refinement was beyond question.
No wonder Elder Han He allowed this hammer to rest at the bottom of the Divine Blade Cave.
Perhaps it was because he wanted to use it but lacked the strength...
“Even masters in the Observation Realm may not qualify to stand before the hammer.”
“What kind of powerhouse can wield it as if it were an extension of their own body?”
Li Mo stopped pondering.
Respect to the ancestors first.
He poured his martial insights into the perfected state of the "Extreme Weapon Slaughter Body."
[In the first year, you observed the divine weapon, gradually understanding the true meaning of transforming oneself into a weapon. You begin to emanate the sharpness of weaponry.]
[In the third year, your own weapon sharpness resonates with the divine weapon's aura, complementing each other.]
[In the twelfth year, you finally reach the pinnacle of understanding this technique, rivaling its creator.]
[Insight complete, "Extreme Weapon Slaughter Body" reaches the transformative realm!]
A total of twenty years.
From great achievement to transformation.
Li Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, a bit surprised.
What astonished him was that reaching the transformative realm took so little insight.
Having been battered by sword techniques for so long, he was somewhat unaccustomed to this.
“Transforming oneself into a weapon.”
Li Mo murmured softly.
In the next moment, his body began to emanate the weapon sharpness he had previously used to refine his physique.
It wasn’t strong, just a bit sharper than a regular weapon.
Compared to the Panjie Meteor Hammer, it was like comparing a firefly to the bright moon.
But!
The "Extreme Weapon Slaughter Body" was a supreme technique, and one he had already comprehended to the transformative realm.
This meant that with a little effort, he could achieve great results!
The oppressive feeling instantly diminished, and Li Mo could now choose how much he wanted to bear!
In the remaining fifty steps, Li Mo moved swiftly.
In the blink of an eye, he stood at the boundary of ice and fire.
At this moment, he finally had the time to examine the divine weapon closely.
The hammer seemed to be a seamless blend of hammerhead and handle, as if it were born that way.
The front of the hammerhead was sharp and pointed.
It was square like a great seal, exquisitely crafted yet seemingly effortless.
The point was as sharp as a fierce wind against strange rocks, a work of divine craftsmanship.
One side forged weapons, the other forged men...
Li Mo suppressed any dangerous thoughts.
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“I don’t know why you called me.”
“But since you’ve chosen me, I will take you away today!”
He reached out, gently grasping the hammer’s handle.
Boom—
In his mind, it felt as if chaos was breaking open, the sound like a comet crashing to earth, deafening.
Li Mo’s consciousness went blank, and his hand nearly slipped free.
I can’t let go!
He gritted his teeth.
The thirteen main meridians he had opened were now fully activated.
Every ounce of strength in his body was being squeezed out.
The Panjie Meteor Hammer was surprisingly cooperative with little Li.
It had actually been moved slightly by someone in the Blood Qi Realm.
Rumble...
In an instant, the ground shook violently.
The entire Divine Blade Cave trembled fiercely.
...
It wasn’t just the Divine Blade Cave that shook.
The Divine Weapon Peak did too.
“The ground is shaking! The ground is shaking!”
“Is the Divine Weapon Peak going to collapse?!”
“Don’t be ridiculous; it must be the earth veins about to erupt early.”
“Wasn’t there usually a few days of calm before this? Today is only the first day!”
“Run!”
Those still in the cave bolted for the exit, not daring to look back.
Fortunately, most had already chosen their weapons.
“Teacher, what’s happening?”
Xiao Qin had already exited, but he hadn’t seen Li Mo come out for a long time.
The voice of Qianxing Wuzun grew solemn:
“This cave shouldn’t collapse.”
“But that is... the aura of a divine weapon?”
Xiao Qin didn’t quite understand what this meant.
But hearing his teacher’s grave tone, he couldn’t help but feel worried.
“Master! Junior Brother Li is still inside!”
Murong Xiao was getting anxious, but the entire Divine Blade Cave was enveloped in a powerful pressure.
“It really is him...”
Elder Han He’s expression changed.
He had suspected this earlier.
When the ancestor’s weapon stirred last time, he had vaguely guessed it was related to Li Mo.
But he hadn’t expected the fluctuations of the Panjie Meteor Hammer to be this intense!
A nearly absurd thought crossed his mind.
Could it be... it was about to recognize its master?
“Oi, old man.”
“What you said earlier better hold true.”
Shang Wu crossed her arms, her almond eyes narrowed like a fox that had successfully stolen a chicken.
“If he can truly wield it, what’s the harm in letting him take it!”
Elder Han He’s eyelids twitched as he stepped into the Divine Blade Cave.
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Chapter 45: Elder Han He let out a sharp explosion.
Li Mo exerted all his strength.
The good news was that he had indeed moved the Panjie Meteor Hammer.
The bad news was that he could only shift it a little.
This was still the result of the Panjie Meteor Hammer ‘lowering itself’ and cooperating with him.
That little bit was likely the divine weapon using his strength to move itself.
“This hammer isn’t very big, but it’s terrifyingly heavy.”
“I can easily lift the Spiked Back Turtle now, but I doubt I could lift even ten thousand pounds.”
Li Mo relaxed, letting out a sigh.
Fortunately, he hadn’t planned to lift this thing by himself.
If he could move it at all, this divine weapon wouldn’t be resting at the bottom of the cave, hidden from the world.
No worries.
He still had a backup.
“World Seed.”
“I can now channel a portion of its power onto myself.”
“The duration is short, so I need to act quickly...”
Li Mo hadn’t come alone.
Behind him was an entire world.
Though this world had just been born, it was still fragile and chaotic.
But.
It was still a world.
Crack—
In an instant, as he channeled the World Seed, every bone in his body crackled like popping beans, his blood surging and roaring, the thirteen main meridians like furious dragons soaring through the sky.
An endless torrent of immense power flowed through him.
Li Mo even had the illusion that if there were a ring on the divine weapon mountain for him to grasp, he could lift the entire mountain.
“Rise!”
Boom—
The sound of the hammer was a hundred times louder than before.
The Panjie Meteor Hammer.
After hundreds of years, it was once again held in someone’s hand.
In just a moment.
Li Mo quickly stored it in his small world.
Then, feeling utterly drained, he collapsed to the ground, not wanting to move even a finger, letting sweat pool around him.
“Thank goodness... thank goodness divine weapons aren’t alive.”
“Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to store it in my small world.”
“I just lifted a divine weapon!”
Little Li was now panting like a bellows, his eyes sparkling with stars.
Various chaotic thoughts surged forth uncontrollably.
Having used power that didn’t belong to him, the backlash was immense; if it lasted any longer, his body would likely start to collapse.
But, in the end, he had succeeded...
Li Mo’s consciousness was fading; he now felt waves of drowsiness washing over him.
Just as he was about to fall asleep.
He heard a sharp, aged explosion.
It sounded somewhat familiar...
Was it Elder Han He?
...
Night fell.
At Divine Weapon Peak, the elder’s residence.
All around, one could see various iron materials and semi-finished weapons; rather than an elder’s residence, it resembled a weapons cache.
“Where’s the hammer?”
“Where’s the ancestral weapon of my Divine Weapon Peak?!”
Looking at the unconscious Li Mo snoring away, Elder Han He paced back and forth, questioning his life.
The usually composed elder was now a picture of confusion.
“Stop your incessant muttering.”
“You’re driving me crazy.”
Shang Wu crossed her legs, a hint of leg visible beneath her palace attire, resting her chin on one hand and said:
“Tsk, you useless disciple, sleeping so soundly. We agreed to roast a whole lamb today...”
“What time is it, and you’re still thinking about food!”
Elder Han He’s temper flared, shaking with anger.
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