In the Celestial Craft Hall, eighteen Beast Head Bronze Lamps lit up one by one, casting a blood-red glow on the Cold Iron Weapons lining the walls.
Within half an Hour, the masters of Celestial Craft Cave's Nine Peaks and Six Ministries had all gathered. Even the Sect Leader of Celestial Craft Cave, Hong Baichuan, made a rare appearance—a clear sign of the importance placed on the Weapon Casting Hall.
Hong Baichuan sat on the main seat, his Blood Qi billowing around him like wolf smoke. His breaths rumbled like muffled thunder. This was a sign that a Bone Marrow Cleansing Grandmaster had just finished practicing and had not yet had time to quiet his Blood Qi. It was clear he had rushed over immediately upon hearing the bell.
