Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

Zen was certain that James was not simply turning his life vitality into a sword. Just now, when the weapons melted into his life vitality and formed a vortex, a hint of milky-white color could be seen. It was… Heavenly essence! Zen gazed in the direction of the heavenly essence looming in the vortex, his eyebrows snapping together.

Heavenly essence was not easy to obtain. When a weapon refiner was about to temper a weapon, he could come to realize a few earthly and heavenly rules, that then could be used to forge the weapons.

The more superior a weapon was, the larger number of heavenly laws it contained.

So far, he knew of many weapon refiners in the Burning Sky Empire who had a knack for deciphering the Heavenly Law, and refining mysterious and spiritual weapons with it.

But there was only one person who had the ability to disintegrate a weapon and extract the heavenly essence from it—it was Zen himself.

Zen could get his hands on the heavenly essence using the black fire in his mind to melt a weapon.

How could James create it so easily?

The weapons he had thrown at Zen were not real; they were virtual ones formed with the help of his life vitality. Did James obtain the heavenly essence by dissolving the virtual weapons made out of his life vitality?

No, absolutely not. Impossible!

If James really could work such wonders, the Mo Clan wouldn't have collapsed into a decline.

Zen assumed that the heavenly essence he was seeing was not the real deal. It was something James had summoned through his life vitality—an element of illusion. It was definitely not the same thing as the heavenly essence Zen had.

Even so, Zen still marveled at the technique. Those qualified to enter the Illuminating Soul Realm must undoubtedly have extraordinary skills.

the vortex and smashed to pieces, releasing James' life vitality and the

cohesion, the level of the life vitality sword upgraded continuously.

morphed to medium-level,

medium-level, then to a high-level

Buzzz…

sudden, the sword dazzled with a brilliant, blue light. The crowd which

eyes with his hands too. When he opened them to look at James, the

light lit up the surface of the long, blue sword. A tremor

is a

indeed

conjure a variety of different weapons, like knives, swords, hammers...

a lot of power, but they were large in

vitality and the essence to form a fairy weapon. It was indeed spellbinding to watch it happen.

still a difference between this contrived fairy weapon and a true one. One could use the real fairy weapon at any time. It could be used to defend oneself against the enemy and even

could be only used by himself. If he stopped the supply of his life vitality at any given moment,

just about the same

long as James was granted enough strength and life vitality, he had the potential to cultivate a

this was only feasible in theory.

magic weapon went up a level, the heavenly essence

likely he couldn't upgrade it to a medium-level one. No one had that kind of endless strength and power. Every time James summoned a weapon, he could only