C1345 Exquisite combination sacristy
C1345 Exquisite combination sacristy
"Zi Lun, take a closer look." Zhuge Feng took a deep breath and looked at the twenty-eight Holy Sword Dao in the sky.
The green robed elder frowned, towards Zhuge Feng's words, he still did not dare to resist, and following that, the Power of The Soul blossomed, shooting towards the twenty-eight holy swords.
In the next moment, the green robed elder's face turned pale white, and his body suddenly retreated a few steps. Zhuge Feng's palm was placed behind him, and only then did he stop.
Following that, the gaze that looked at Ye Chen was filled with shock, and suddenly bowed at Ye Chen: "This one is rude, Master Ye, please forgive me!"
The old man's action caused the surrounding families and Tianqiong Prefecture people to be extremely shocked. After all, quite a few people knew the identity of this old man.
"Master Bai Zilun is the Chief Refiner of the Divine Pavilion, how can he perform the etiquette of a junior in front of Ye Chen?" The crowd was completely dumbfounded, and only after a short while did they regain their senses.
"It's fine." Ye Chen waved his hand and smiled faintly.
"Vice Palace Lord, could it be that there's some kind of history to these twenty-eight holy swords?" A bold cultivator opened his mouth and looked at the twenty-eight swords in surprise.
Zhuge Feng laughed but did not reply. The old man in green beside him took a deep breath and said, "These twenty-eight holy swords are not ordinary swords, but a sword formation."
"A sword formation is nothing, at most, it's only equivalent to a set of high grade saint artifacts. If we were to talk about sets, Ye Chen lost just now." Those from aristocratic families refused to accept this and began to interrogate him.
The other people could not help but nod their heads, but the expression of the Tianqiong Prefecture side became ugly, if these twenty-eight high grade saint swords were to be treated as a combined saint artifact, then Ye Chen would have lost the second round!
"Ignorant!" The old man in green clothes, Bai Zilun, coldly shouted, "These twenty-eight Saint Swords are indeed a set of high-grade saint artifacts, but do you know how many of them there are?"
"Doesn't that mean we can only combine fourteen sets?" The aristocratic families were all horrified. To be able to refine fourteen sets of sets in two hours, this kind of strength must be terrifying.
Only a few refiners sucked in a breath of cold air when they heard the word "arbitrary". They finally understood why these holy swords were so identical.
This was no ordinary fusion saint artifact!
"Master Bai, even if this is a powerful combination set, the third round isn't about quantity!" The old man from the supreme transcendent powers opened his mouth, as a sense of unease could be felt in their hearts.
"Humph!" Bai Zilun snorted coldly, then looked at Ye Chen and said: "Master Ye, I apologize."
"Please!" Ye Chen smiled faintly and made a gesture to invite her in.
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Bai Zilun suddenly flew into the air, appearing among the twenty-eight holy swords in a flash. His two hands formed a seal, causing the twenty-eight holy swords to immediately tremble.
Countless sword glows soared up into the skies as the void trembled. The twenty-eight swords suddenly seemed to be linked together in a strange manner.
"I got it, this is the 128th Constellation Sword Formation!" It was comparable to a Saint rank sword formation! His power, is definitely even stronger than an ordinary top quality combination set! " A slovenly weapons craftsman spoke up. His entire body was trembling and his eyes were filled with astonishment.
Hearing this, the people from the aristocratic families immediately became gloomy.
Even Ye Feiyu frowned. Top grade saint rank sword formation, that was a power that only a top grade saint artifact could wield.
"That's still only a sword formation. It's not a competition of power!" A sinister voice sounded from the crowd.
Hearing this, Ye Feiyu could not help but laugh. Just like the voice, no matter how strong this fusion Saint artifact was, it was only a high grade fusion Saint artifact.
Thinking of this, his confidence was immediately boosted!
"Keep looking!" Bai Zilun smiled indifferently, his hands forming a seal, as countless multicolored lights burst out from his body, enveloping the twenty-eight holy swords.
Clang!
Sounds of metal clashing rang out as a strange thing happened. The twenty-eight holy swords began to fuse together, emitting a pressure that was many times stronger than before.
In a split-second, the twenty-eight holy swords suddenly turned into seven swords. Each holy sword began to emit a monstrous pressure!
"A top grade saint artifact!" The slovenly refiner cried out in surprise, sucking in a cold breath, "There's always someone stronger than you, there's always someone stronger than you. Ye Chen truly deserves to be an eternally rare genius when it comes to refining!"
As the slovenly artificer's voice sounded, the faces of the members of the aristocratic families were ashen, while the people from the Tianqiong Prefecture were cheering in joy.
How powerful was that treasure? Even Zhuge Feng needed a period of time to be able to refine it, but how long did Ye Chen take to make it?
"Sigh, this old man is already old." Zhuge Feng let out a deep sigh, looked at Ye Chen and said, "You are right, I, this rotten old man am not qualified to be your Master."
"Senior, this kid was just lucky." Ye Chen laughed bitterly, he wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Zhuge Feng: "Not everyone can get lucky, if you did not have the method to train the heart, you probably would not be able to create these twenty-eight swords, but, this is also your strength!"
Ye Chen remained silent, looking at Zhuge Feng who seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, he could not bear it anymore, and immediately said: "If senior likes it, I will pass the twenty-eight Sacred Swords to Senior for your study."
"Really?" Zhuge Feng's eyes lit up. He had originally not held any hope, but it was impossible for Ye Chen to teach him the method of training the heart. As a refiner, passing on his legacy was extremely important.
However, Zhuge Feng believed that with his own strength and talent, he would be able to find a way to refine these twenty-eight Holy-ranked weapons.
"Really." Ye Chen's tone was extremely certain, and his impression of Zhuge Feng was still very good. When others were denying the Sky Locking Devil Sea, Zhuge Feng actually recognized the Sky Locking Devil Sea, and just by this alone, Zhuge Feng made Ye Chen look at him in a new light.
"Stop messing with that old man, he can't learn it." Little Treasure's disdainful voice rang out.
"Some people can only continue walking forward if they have hope in their hearts." Ye Chen didn't mind.
"Thank you very much." Zhuge Feng suddenly cupped his hands and bowed towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen immediately dodged to the side. He and Zhuge Lianying were brothers, so Zhuge Feng was still a grandfather's generation after all. Moreover, this old man was worthy of his respect.
However, in the eyes of the others, they were completely stunned. With Zhuge Feng's status, he actually bowed to Ye Chen, which completely destroyed their understanding.
"Master Ye Chen, Bai Zilong has been enlightened. On the surface, this is the twenty-eight constellations sword formation, and it can become the Beitang Seven-star Sword formation. It's really strange and unpredictable." The green clothed elder, Bai Zilun, once again descended onto the stage and looked at Ye Chen with an extremely amiable gaze.
Even he, Master Zhuge Feng, was lamenting his inferiority, what was there for him to be proud of?
"Rumble …"
Suddenly, the sky released countless of overflowing colors, purple flames soared to the sky and enveloped the entire stage, a terrifying phenomenon filled the sky, and everyone's gaze was fixated on Ye Feiyu's direction.
"This is?" The crowd looked at the sky in shock, revealing expressions of disbelief.