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

"Get out of the way!" Someone shouted.

Looking at the sky, Starlight City's governor and Blood Massacre's eyes were also filled with shock. They moved and blocked in front of everyone.

The power of laws exploded, and a shield formed from spiritual power appeared in front of them.

They were both early-stage powerhouses of the laws, and their moves were forceful.

Nonetheless, there were too many Star-chasing Arrows in the sky. After a few rounds of arrow rain, there were at least thousands of arrows. Now, Ou Yangming had returned them all.

Starlight City's governor and Bloody Massacre did not have time to think about what had happened. The most important thing for them now was to block these Star-chasing Arrows.

Even if the 2 of them worked together, they could only block most of the Star-chasing Arrows.

There were still many Star-chasing Arrows that passed through their sides, and the sharp arrows pierced through bodies.

Despair