The hammer's tip rained blows upon the sword's blade, each strike producing a clear, resonant hum. "The Celestial Craft Forging Technique is the epitome of delicate work. You could use an embroidery needle to carve the Nine Bends of the Yellow River Pattern onto the blade. A pity..."
Before he could finish, the Heavy Hammer came crashing down on the Sword Guard.
The already solid Profound Iron suddenly fractured into a spiderweb of cracks, only to rapidly heal in the wave of heat from the magma.
"Too much focus on intricacy robs a weapon of its killing edge!"
Zhan Yan violently thrust the Iron Sword into a channel of high-temperature magma drawn from the nearby Thunder Fire Pool. The tungsten sand settled at the pool's bottom instantly coated the blade.
A metallic shriek like a dragon's roar echoed through the cave. Zhan Yan's hair and beard stood on end, his eyes gleaming with a strange light.
