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 heavenly essence that gathered to form a sword in James' hand.

level of

low-level mysterious weapon morphed to medium-level, then to a high-level

turned to medium-level, then to a

Buzzz…

crowd which stood there gawking instinctively closed their eyes when they

covered his eyes with his hands too. When he opened them to look at James, the long sword had already

long, blue sword. A tremor of shock passed

is a fairy

indeed

a variety of different weapons, like knives,

they were large in number, and each of them held a trace of the

and the essence to form a fairy

fairy weapon at any time. It could be used to

in James' hand could be only used by himself. If he stopped the supply of

but its power was just about the same

granted enough strength and life vitality, he

course, this was only

a level, the

weapon. It was 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 generate a tiny bit of the heavenly essence. Unfortunately, the life vitality within him was hardly enough to manifest a sacred weapon.