Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 1191: Chapter 1191: Artifact Refining Contest

After the initial shock, all the Artifact Refiners participating in the refinement competition had already taken their designated seats in the plaza.

The artifact refining competition does not differentiate between strength levels; everyone only gets one chance!

Failures are eliminated, even Heavenly Grade Artifact Refiners who fail will be disqualified.

Artifact refining is extraordinarily difficult and exceedingly complex, requiring attention to countless details.

Therefore, with only one opportunity, even Refiners of high realms may encounter failure.

In this way, it is relatively fair to those of lower realms.

The presiding elder stepped forward and declared loudly, ”Let me remind you all—you only have one chance. No matter who it is, failure means elimination. So, try your best to refine an artifact or weapon you are most adept at.”

In the first round of the competition, as long as one successfully crafts an artifact, they will have the chance to advance.

”The refinement competition begins now,” announced the elder loudly.

The Artifact Refiners in the plaza immediately began their refinement processes.

True flames and soul power surged forth, pouring into the Refinement Furnace, while powerful waves of soul energy spread throughout the plaza.

After witnessing the previous rounds, everyone present had been deeply impressed by Feng Wuchen, and at this moment, all eyes inevitably turned toward him.

Even Bai Hun and others wanted to see if Feng Wuchen’s artifact refining truly lived up to the terrifying reputation of his realm.

Of course, Bai Hun and the others understood that Feng Wuchen only possessed the realm of a Heavenly Grade Artifact Refiner, but his soul power was at the Heavenly Immortal Grade.

Though they couldn’t fathom why that was the case, their curiosity and anticipation grew.

”Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Within just ten minutes of the competition starting, numerous Refinement Furnaces began to detonate one after another, plumes of black smoke rising into the air.

This clearly indicated their failure.

”What terrible luck, I was too careless!”

”I’ve already failed right at the start, sigh.”

”It seems relying on luck to get into the top ten is utterly impossible.”

Defeated Artifact Refiners left the competition one by one, shoulders slumped.

Watching the departing Refiners, Feng Wuchen mused to himself, ”I’ll casually refine an Immortal Sword. Advancing is enough; no need to scare them too much.”

To avoid being overly extraordinary, Feng Wuchen merely used his fire attribute power to condense true flames and introduced them into the Refinement Furnace in the most primitive manner, adding the refining materials one by one.

His hands formed intricate seals as Feng Wuchen began refining the artifact.

”Ordinary flames, but the technique is extraordinarily profound and mysterious. His refinement methods are definitely anything but simple,” Bai Hun murmured as he frowned slightly, feeling disappointed, hoping to have seen what kind of flames Feng Wuchen had summoned earlier.

”His fire manipulation is incredibly precise, adjusting the intensity effortlessly. His refinement techniques resemble a graceful dance; truly extraordinary,” Yang Qianxiao exclaimed in admiration, faintly feeling unworthy by comparison.

Su Xuan praised, ”Such masterful techniques—none of the Artifact Refiners at the Innate Grade Realm could compare to this.”

”Even those at the Innate Grade cannot match him?” Yun Wuying furrowed his brows, observing Feng Wuchen’s technique, and, comparing it to his own, couldn’t help but notice the gap.

Though seemingly ordinary, Feng Wuchen’s refining process left even the more powerful Artifact Refiners astonished at the seamless flow of mastery—utterly extraordinary and flawlessly executed.

Such depth in refinement signified he had truly reached the pinnacle of the craft.

Watching him carefully, Bai Hun and others grew more and more shocked, until their astonishment rendered them utterly speechless, transfixed in disbelief.

”The refining materials have melted already? How is he doing it?” the elder asked in disbelief, his wide eyes glued to Feng Wuchen.

”He’s already starting to form the artifact’s prototype! How is this possible? What kind of refinement technique is this?” Yun Wuying was struck dumb, his eyes bulging.

”This speed of refinement is unheard of—even President Bai himself wouldn’t be able to accomplish it, would he?” Su Xuan exclaimed again, his back drenched in sweat from the shock.

”It’s simply unbelievable,” Bai Hun muttered stiffly, completely losing his composure.

Feng Wuchen’s astonishing refinement speed had reached such a point that his Refinement Furnace began emanating an enormously powerful aura within mere moments.

Qiao Sanfeng’s mind was already utterly blown; Feng Wuchen’s overwhelming expertise had once again shattered his expectations.

Perceiving the crowd’s astonishment and frenzy, Feng Wuchen silently sighed inwardly, ”This is already my slowest speed. Is artifact refining in the Heavenly Realm really this inferior?”

While others were still burning and refining their materials, Feng Wuchen had already crafted an Immortal Artifact—the disparity was like heaven and earth.

”An Immortal Artifact!” Li Yun frowned deeply, his gaze fixed on Feng Wuchen.

”That fast?” The Artifact Refiners across the plaza cast him looks of utter disbelief.

A Heavenly Grade Refiner exclaimed, ”I’m still tempering the Immortal Spirit Stone, yet he’s already crafted an Immortal Artifact?”

”That’s the aura of an Immortal Artifact! How is that possible? Has he really completed it already?” Chi Qingshan shouted in shock, his expression filled with disbelief.

”How could this be... Less than fifteen minutes, and he’s refined an Immortal Artifact? And he seems so casual about it.” Yun Wuying’s heart trembled again and again, his wide eyes staring at Feng Wuchen as if looking at a monster.

Despite being the number-one genius Artifact Refiner of the Heavenly Realm, Yun Wuying could not accomplish such a feat.

”An Immortal Artifact of Immortal Grade—the finest of the fine!” Yang Qianxiao exclaimed in shock.

”His refinement seems so simple, yet it’s reached perfection. Crafting an Immortal Artifact is extremely challenging, but his expression remains so composed, as though he’s merely refining a Spiritual Artifact. Such mastery and refinement state—this old man pales in comparison,” Bai Hun observed in amazement.

”How does it feel like he refined it in the blink of an eye?”

”It truly is an Immortal Artifact! An Immortal Grade Immortal Artifact! Is crafting Immortal Artifacts really this easy? Am I dreaming?”

”Feng Wuchen’s refining skills are terrifying! He’s simply a genius among geniuses—even scarier than Young Master Yun. I believe he’s truly the number-one genius Artifact Refiner of our Heavenly Realm!”

The crowd erupted in a frenzy of exclamations, utterly stunned by Feng Wuchen’s soul power, his extraordinary true flames, and now his unparalleled artifact refining capabilities. It felt as though Feng Wuchen was endlessly overpowered.

”Open!” Feng Wuchen formed a hand seal and shouted, the lid of his Refinement Furnace flying open.

A gigantic wave of energy surged forth, radiating blue light bright enough to fill the entire plaza. An Immortal Grade Immortal Sword, shimmering with azure brilliance, floated above the furnace.

Every stunned gaze locked onto the Immortal Sword.

At this moment, it felt as if the entire world had gone silent.

One Immortal Sword—shaking the heavens and earth.

Having crafted the Immortal Sword, Feng Wuchen left the plaza.

Others exited in failure; Feng Wuchen departed in triumph, becoming the brightest star of the competition.

”The aura of such a powerful Immortal Grade Immortal Sword—this old man could never refine it!” Yang Qianxiao exclaimed abruptly after lingering in shock for what seemed like forever.

Yang Qianxiao’s outburst rattled the crowd.

Under fifteen minutes, Feng Wuchen crafted a supremely powerful Immortal Artifact. Among the Artifact Refiners present, could anyone else achieve such a feat?

If they knew of Feng Wuchen’s Thought-Forming Instrumentation techniques, wouldn’t they be scared out of their wits?