Chapter 939: Ancient Divine Weapon, Descent of the Dragon Emperor’s True Form (I)

[A damaged ancient divine weapon, containing incomplete principle-level battle patterns. For 500,000 attribute points, it can be refined with compatible principle-level materials and restore the battle patterns, thereby enhancing its level. If no suitable material is available, it will instead cost 2,000,000 attribute points to undergo enhancement.]

As Chen Chu read the transparent lines that appeared before him, even he was momentarily stunned.

Two million attribute points? Is this a robbery?

Judging by the oppressive aura radiating from the ancient weapon, Chen Chu estimated that its level was similar to his Eight Desolations Creation Halberd. Both were just one step away from reaching the world level.

Of course, the two had followed different refinement paths. Once upgraded, this one would become a complete ancient divine weapon. Even so, just to enhance this damaged weapon with proper materials would require 500,000 attribute points. Without the materials, it demanded 2,000,000.

In terms of raw value, 2,000,000 attribute points translated roughly to 2.3 million contribution points, which was less than 800,000 in merit. That was less than what Chen Chu had earned back when he singlehandedly swept through the Demon Cult Alliance.

The real issue lay in the Life Crystals. Within the Federation, Life Crystals were priceless and rarely available. Despite all of his efforts in collecting them, even Chen Chu hadn’t accumulated three million attribute points' worth.

Moreover, the annual yield of Life Crystals across the entire Federation was quite limited. The low-level ones farmed on the Blue Planet were typically reserved for martial arts schools to cultivate their freshmen. Now, however, it seemed the new generation would have to suffer a little more.

Gripping the heavy ancient weapon in his hands, Chen Chu slowly said, "This weapon of yours is indeed powerful, sir, but the internal principle battle patterns appear to be incomplete."

The Primordial King nodded. "That’s right. When I first obtained this weapon, it was already worn down by the passage of time. Its vitality had dimmed, and its battle patterns were fractured. Besides my Skybreaking Mace, the Celestial King's Sky-Towering War Weapon is also one step short. Only Qian Tian’s Divine Yin-Yang Wheel qualifies as a fully intact ancient weapon. However, it consumes an enormous amount of energy with each use and cannot be wielded lightly under normal circumstances."

Heavenly King Zhenwu sighed with some regret. "It’s a pity that principle-level materials are so rare, let alone those compatible with an already-forged ancient divine weapon."

“After all these years, I’ve only managed to gather a single piece of Dark Realm Cloud Ore. What I still lack is the heartwood of the Sky-Towering Tree Core." As the Primordial King spoke, he produced a pitch-black, heavy crystal stone over two meters in diameter.

𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

The moment it emerged, it twisted everything around it like a black hole. Even the surrounding light was swallowed, forming a chain of black runic symbols that spiraled slowly through the air.

[Suitable material for refining this weapon detected. Enhancement can proceed at the cost of 800,000 attribute points.]

800,000 attribute points.

Staring at the floating characters before him, a smile spread across Chen Chu’s face. "With this Dark Realm Cloud Ore, I’m confident I can help reforge your weapon, sir."

The Primordial King froze. "You can proceed without all of the materials!?"

Chen Chu nodded. "Normally, that wouldn’t be possible. But as I’ve said before, my talent in artifact refinement lets me bend the foundational principles to a certain extent."

King Zhenwu solemnly said, "Chen Chu, we leave this in your hands."

If the Primordial King’s divine weapon could be restored, his strength would likely advance by a minor realm—from the middle stage to the late stage of the ancient titan level—granting them another edge in the coming war.

"Rest assured, sirs." Chen Chu nodded. Whether it was to repay the Primordial King for forging his weapon in the past and shielding him from the cursed forbidden weapon of the demon god, or for the greater good, he would lend his aid without hesitation.

With the black mace in hand, space distorted around Chen Chu. In the blink of an eye, he appeared atop a mountain a thousand kilometers from the temporary stronghold. The black mace, no longer suppressed by the Primordial King’s will, immediately erupted with radiant black spikes that pierced through space and left massive voids. The towering peak beneath his feet, over seven thousand meters high, collapsed with a thunderous roar.

Such was the might of an ancient divine weapon even in its damaged state, yet when several streaks of black light struck Chen Chu, they couldn’t budge him in the slightest. They were blocked outright by an invisible force field surrounding him, each impact releasing shockwaves of energy.

Holding the Skybreaking Mace and the Dark Realm Cloud Ore in both hands, Chen Chu mentally commanded,

Consume 800,000 attribute points. Enhance this divine weapon.

Boom!

Heaven and earth trembled. White flames erupted from Chen Chu’s body and soared into the sky, engulfing the damaged ancient weapon and the black ore. Both the unyieldingly durable weapon and the black ore trembled as internal energies surged in response to the force of enhancement, condensing into countless intricate runic phantoms that swirled through the air.

The reforging process radiated waves of black light that spread like tides in all directions, causing the laws of heaven and earth to ripple and erupt into dazzling auroras.

Such an astonishing display of might immediately drew the attention of the powerhouses stationed at the stronghold, including those from the Heavenly Feathered Race.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

One figure after another shot up from battleships, gazing toward the center of the multicolored light. There, a massive black vortex was forming.

At the heart of that vortex, Chen Chu sat cross-legged, as if seated at the very center of the world. White flames blazed from his body, enveloping the crystal ore and the mace before him. His black hair whipped behind him, and his aura surged with overwhelming intensity.

Not far off, the Primordial King and Zhenwu stood on either side, stabilizing the formation. The Primordial King, in particular, looked visibly moved and excited. A complete ancient divine weapon! With such a weapon, even middle-stage demon gods would turn and flee for fear of being beaten senseless.

Among the Heavenly Feathered Race, a divine king with five pairs of golden light wings spread wide hovered in the sky, his expression filled with disbelief. "The Divine Might Heavenly King... is he refining another pseudo-world-level weapon?"

Another divine king with five pairs of white light wings and an aura at the middle-stage ancient titan level nodded solemnly. "It’s not just a pseudo-world-level weapon. That weapon seems to be advancing."

"Advancing? Refining a world-level weapon? Impossible!" cried a divine king with four pairs of golden wings, his cultivation only at the beginning stage of the ancient titan level.

Even among the Purgatory Empire, who had fought them for centuries, only the three sovereigns possessed weapons of this level. As for the Heavenly Feathered Race, besides the Divine King of Light, only Divine King Tolstoy wielded a world-level weapon, and he was the core combat force used to fend off the sovereigns of the Purgatory Empire in the past.

Yet now this human genius, who had already shocked them by refining two pseudo-world-level weapons in succession, seemed to have not yet reached his limit. Bordea was visibly shaken as he stared at the resplendent scene in the distance. "That human genius... his strength feels bottomless."

He glanced toward the golden-haired girl nearby, who remained calm with her white wings extended behind her, and a trace of regret flickered in his eyes. With the talent and power Chen Chu was now displaying, the inter-racial marriage alliance he had once proposed was almost certainly off the table.

While the Heavenly Feathered powerhouses were still in shock, the human side was just as stunned. Heavenly King Xuanwu and Heavenly King Jiuyou both looked toward the distant spectacle in surprise.

The cultivators below the mythical level, thousands of kilometers away, were too far away to see anything clearly within the multicolored light flooding the sky. Yet the sheer magnitude of the scene, combined with the rampaging laws of heaven and earth, left countless people short of breath.

Near the edge of the ship deck, the multicolored glow reflected on Xia Youhui’s face as he stared in curiosity. "What’s Ah Chu doing over there? Why is it making such a scene?"

Ji Wuji frowned slightly. "How do you know it’s Heavenly King Chen?"

Xia Youhui confidently replied, "Simple. If Ah Chu is around, no one else can steal the spotlight. So the one making all that commotion must be him."

"...You know, that actually makes sense." Ji Wuji nodded in realization.

Thinking back to the moment he met Chen Chu, it did seem like no one had ever been able to overshadow him. Like on the Void Continent, when he had slaughtered countless void monsters and shocked everyone during the result refresh every night. When the path to divinity opened, he was the first to ascend, stepping straight onto the mythical path.

Even when Ji Wuji himself had just broken through to the Eighth Heavenly Realm, ready to bask in glory with hands behind his back, Chen Chu had followed right after, breaking through as well and condensing four illusory planar worlds, shaking even the kings. That was before they met again in the mythical world.

Reflecting on this, Ji Wuji became thoughtful. It seemed that if he wanted to show off in public, he'd need to wait until Chen Chu wasn’t around.