novelbin Chapter 1551 796: Strength, Weakness, Life and Death
Chapter 1551 796: Strength, Weakness, Life and Death
The next day, between the sea and the sky, waves echoed.
Right between Tianshu and You Sui, countless earth, stone, gold, and iron soared up like torrential rain, rising against the sky, flowing, colliding, and causing countless sparks to fly.
The grand and magnificent scene enveloped everything, with countless spiritual substances rising and transforming; the gathered earth, stone, and Illusion Light continuously changing, entwining together.
Ascension and descent; Purification and complexity; extraction and conflict; Integration and dissociation... the essence of Alchemy burst forth continuously within the flashes of countless refinements.
The rising and falling spiritual waves pierced every pair of eyes, making every craftsman under that vast wave seem insignificant like ants.
It was as if hundreds and thousands of hands were constantly contending, constructing, and destroying.
Through this refinement, they contended for dominance, competing for control over themselves, yet constantly suppressing their opponent's performance, with strategic attacks even beginning during the construction of the arena.
And right before the Heavenly Furnace and Elder Anvil, a complete Crack Realm actually emerged from the void, rising from the ground, with internal Thunderbolts and storms constantly transforming. Finally, barren and lush circulated, forming an arena modeled after the present world.
Amidst open strife and veiled struggles, who knows how many calculations and battles lay behind, destroyed and rebuilt repeatedly?
Creating for Destruction; constructing for ruin.
Ember and Zhi Fu entwined in conflict, never achieving any balance, instead obliterating and erasing each other, ultimately turning into chaos.
After repeated Materiality collapses and spiritual overloading, the battlefield became completely isolated and equally disadvantageous to both sides.
"How wonderful, to witness such a scene once more."
Elder Anvil sighed, lightly laughing while looking at the Heavenly Furnace in front of him and Tianshu behind him: "Over two hundred years ago, it was right here that I opposed your teacher."
"Is that so?"
The Heavenly Furnace didn't even lift an eyelid, retorting: "Over two hundred years, and you haven't improved at all?"
"Embers are cruel, without regard for the ordinary."
Elder Anvil kept smiling, patting his knee like an old man nearing death, "People like us, unworthy of lofty ambitions, can only take it slow, plan for the long term.
Fortunately, with perseverance and effort, folks like me from the You Sui clan, beings seeking mischief, can now stand against Master of the Heavenly Furnace, can't we?"
"Do you want to try?"
The Heavenly Furnace smiled, curiously asking: "You never know, I might really be hurt; some things are worth a try."
"Forget it."
Elder Anvil remained unmoved, "Let's wait a bit more, no rush."
He thought for a moment, seriously saying: "One must proceed slowly, I've always been slow, after all, I'm not as good as you."
It wasn't a gesture, nor was there any pretense.
He genuinely believed so.
Even if the Heavenly Furnace were gravely injured, dying and gasping for breath before him, he would never move a finger, not even waver.
Because the time hadn't come yet.
So there's no rush.
Just like what the Carrion Eater once told the Heavenly Furnace: from the day he became an apprentice, he has always been like this.
Never hoping to soar to great heights at once, never thinking of himself as something remarkable, but seeing himself as ordinary, steadily progressing, inch by inch, climbing...
In him, there is no trace of a craftsman's pride or self-satisfaction because he never thought of himself that way.
Precisely because of this, he is all the more terrifying.
If achieving his goal required it, he could even give up on himself.
His obsession is solely the End.
Nothing else!
"Please begin, Master of the Heavenly Furnace."
He calmly reminded: "Don't make everyone wait too long."
Just then, behind him, from the Shadow of You Sui, dim light rose, revealing a pale face, as a craftsman clad in grey slowly stepped out.
And among the craftsmen outside Tianshu, a middle-aged craftsman also stood up, taking out his axe and chisel.
In solemn silence, even the spiritual channel fell completely silent.
The previously laughing and chatting voices had vanished without a trace.
"Care for another drink?" Jiang Tongguang raised his goblet: "To give you strength."
"No need, can't bring myself to like it."
The man resembling a stonemason shook his head, "I'll try it after I return."
Just like this, he turned back for a final time with a slight smile.
"Everyone, I'll go ahead."
No one responded, everyone stood in silence.
Seeing him step towards the Crack Realm between sea and sky, walking onto that barren chaotic earth, as the Crack Realm rose, thoroughly sealing off the inside and outside.
No long speeches, no fake courtesy.
No need for judges or declarations.
The moment they saw their opponent, the duel had already begun.
Beyond the Crack Realm, one could only glimpse the light and shadow inside.
The stonemason's axe and chisel trembled slightly, the ground splitting with a crevice, bursting forth into an abyss from under his feet, plunging into void darkness.
The grey-clad You Sui Craftsman expressionlessly, his body suddenly expanded, dissolved, into a mass of grey-black mist, yet even the mist was opened by an Invisible force.
Torn apart.
Quickly, within the mist, an eerie outline vaguely appeared, concealing unknown changes, swiftly merging again, regrouping, yet seemingly frozen.
Frozen in place.
"Such splendid material, with perfect grain and majestic flow."
The stonemason sighed softly, his face gradually peeling off, blood flowing down his hands, into the axe and chisel he held, or rather... into his rebirth form.