The long saber met the heavenly lightning, its dazzling radiance making it impossible to look at directly. This didn't last long before a world-shaking roar erupted, instantly dispersing the heavenly lightning. The heavenly lightning dissipated, and the dark clouds vanished without a trace. Ultimately, the long saber fell from mid-air, easily embedding itself deep into the bluestone slab ground. On the portion of the blade exposed to the air, patterns like thunderbolts emerged, and its originally jet-black color transformed into a pure silver-white.
"All of you, disperse!" Gongye Heng suppressed the excitement in his heart and, looking at the surrounding onlookers, commanded in a deep voice. Though reluctant, the crowd quietly retreated upon hearing his words. Shen Changqing felt a faint, almost imperceptible connection to the long saber and turned to look at Gongye Heng.
"Master, is the Divine Weapon officially forged?"
"There's one last step."
"The last step?"
