Heaven's White Crane

"Master Ouyang, please smith a divine weapon for me!"
"Master Ouyang, you're the only person who can forge a weapon with seven attributes. Please make my dream come true!"
"Master Ouyang, could you..."
"Ouyang my *ss! My surname is Ou!"
Ou Yangming was an orphan who was adopted by a reputable old blacksmith from a military camp. After working as a helper under the old man for years, he was given a chance to acquire the Military Fire—a trait allowing him to smith and restore equipment with the Military Fire produced from his hands.
Gifted with mental power, Ou Yangming controlled his Military Fire unusually well and was also strangely talented in martial arts. On top of it, he could also attach Unique Attributes into weapons with a hundred-percent success rate. Those who belittled Ou Yangming because of his background and age eventually honored him so much that they would do anything to get their hands on his equipment.
Little did Ou Yangming know that as he slowly unfolded the mysteries of the Military Fire and his mental power, he was advancing step by step on the immortal path to Heaven!

Immortal Path to Heaven

The fight between Ghost-clawed Venerable One and Yuqi the Venerable One was in full swing in the sky.

Not only did the Venerable Ones have remarkable combat powers, but it was also not their first time fighting, hence they knew each other very well. The intense fight only eased up after half an hour.

They went further from each other as they fought, and they eventually made careful attacks.

Although they did not show weak impressions in words, they knew very well that they could not have a life-or-death battle under the circumstances.

The best outcome would be them taking a step back each after exchanging some blows.

Needless to say, Ghost-clawed Venerable One would not be able to hang around the Humans' boundary for some time. 9 of the Twelve Walkers went missing, but it was a fact that the lizards slaughtered the people from 2 of the Humans' towns, so the Humans' Venerable Ones would not sit by idly.

Ghost-clawed’s Wrath