Forging Weapons (3)

Although Ding Zhan would be delayed here for a few days, it was worth it since he would have such an opportunity.

At the same time, everyone was amazed by Wang Yi's forging skills. He did not even need to make any preparations.

They were not naive enough to think that Wang Yi was just trying to attract attention. After all, his status and position were very clear.

Under everyone's shocked gazes, the Heavy Blood Pure Gold, which was said to be the strongest divine material in the nine-rank system, was at the center of the sea of flames.

In the blink of an eye, a third of its volume had simply evaporated.

However, this was only the beginning. Under the scorching heat, the size of the Heavy Blood Pure Gold was still shrinking.

When there was less than a third of the Heavy Blood Pure Gold left, this trend completely stopped.

Wang Yi waved his hand, and the raging sea of flames turned into a huge hammer that continued to hammer in the void.