In life, one either seeks fame or fortune. Some warriors aspire to reach the pinnacle of martial arts and make a name for themselves across all heavens and myriad realms; some desire to protect their homeland, the tribe they belong to; and some sit entrenched upon the earth to repel foreign races.
For Zi Yun King, forging a divine object that would shake all heavens and myriad realms would make his life worthwhile. As a master of weapon forging, he had crafted emperor soldiers, but what of it? Only if he could forge an imperial divine weapon would he truly transcend the era and become renowned for all time.
The idea of an imperial divine weapon was merely a fantasy, but in this moment, his once-sealed ambitions were rekindled. What were king's weapons? Even if they were mightier, they were merely a means for a generation's king to gain fame.
He wanted to forge a divine city that would shake the Eastern Wasteland and be renowned across all heavens!