"My lords, these mutated Thunder Lances were all forged by Brother He alone. Even the combined power of Light and Darkness sealed within them was personally infused by Brother He," Mou Zilong stepped forward. "If we use these weapons, you all must have a clear idea of the effects."

Ao Minhang sighed deeply, "It's a pity Elder He arrived too late. Almost all the mouthparts we collected have already been refined. While recent gains have been substantial, they are merely a drop in the ocean, insufficient to make a difference."

Everyone nodded in silent agreement, a trace of regret flashing in each person's eyes.

Mou Zilong offered a slight smile. "Please rest assured, everyone. Brother He can not only forge new Thunder Lances but can also modify the existing ones." He paused, calculating the time in his mind. "Given Brother He's strength and speed, he absolutely will not disappoint. I guarantee we will have sufficient time."

Even Liu Mu’s eyes flashed with a hint of shock this time.

Forging a divine weapon and modifying an existing one were entirely different matters; the difficulty of modification often surpassed that of initial creation. He Yi-ming’s ability to modify them meant his forging technique had undoubtedly reached the Grandmaster realm.

However, they did not know that for He Yi-ming, modifying these divine weapons required no forging technique at all—the Chaos Dantian alone could resolve the issue.

Ao Minhang nodded slightly, his gaze deep, revealing nothing of his true thoughts to any observer.

"I wonder how many Elder He can modify in a single day," Lioport stepped forward, smiling pleasantly. "The number of Thunder Lances we possess is not small, and the next wave of Death Creatures arrives in just over two months."

He Yi-ming pondered for a moment. "I dare not guarantee a higher number, but ten thousand a day should be achievable."

If he exerted himself fully without rest, he was confident he could achieve a faster rate, but at this moment, he intentionally concealed at least half his true capacity.

Even so, this speed was already astonishing, deeply shaking everyone present.

"Elder He truly lives up to his reputation as the foremost rising talent!" Lioport praised loudly. "Though you are merely in the Void God Realm now, I believe achieving the Pseudo-God Realm and becoming the true foremost figure in the world is not too far off."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of those present shifted subtly. Although these astute, fox-like experts were not easily provoked, the same thought crossed all their minds. Perhaps Lioport was correct. Humanity was about to see another invincible powerhouse emerge.

After all, a recently advanced Void God possessing such immense and unbelievable might was an inconceivable thing. Both the combined power of Light and Darkness and the ability to modify ten thousand Thunder Lances daily were far beyond the capabilities of an ordinary Void God expert. In He Yi-ming, they seemed to glimpse a shadow of the distant future.

He Yi-ming maintained a gentle smile on his face, but in his heart, he was cursing Lioport profusely. If his estimation was correct, Lioport likely did not yet know about everything He Yi-ming had done before the Western Temple. Yet, even so, this man was instinctively targeting him. This seemingly complimentary remark had effectively positioned him opposite the myriad Divine Paths. After all, no person or divine beast was eager to watch a guaranteed invincible powerhouse grow under their very noses.

Luke chuckled darkly. "Esteemed Lord Lioport, if Elder He can mature quickly and reach the Pseudo-God Realm, dealing with these Death Creatures will be much simpler for us."

His voice was not loud, but most faces visibly relaxed. Since they had arrived here, their fate was sealed. Under such circumstances, having more geniuses like He Yi-ming was better; otherwise, any gap in their power would result in consequences no one could bear.

He Yi-ming looked toward Luke in surprise. He genuinely could not understand why the former head of the Dark Council would help him. He Yi-ming refused to believe the man was free of jealousy.

A faint murmur reached his ears. Liu Mu sneered, "Those two Westerners are clashing again."

Only then did He Yi-ming realize that Luke was not intending to help him, but merely acting out of habit to counter Lioport. He sighed inwardly; if Luke knew that the contemporary leader of the Dark Council had died by his hand, his attitude might be vastly different.

The Dragon's immense voice echoed through the sky: "My lords, since you are here, please bring out your Thunder Lances. Every bit of strength gained is beneficial for facing those terrifying fiends."

No one resisted this suggestion. Including Ao Minhang, everyone unloaded their spatial storage items. Regardless of their feelings towards He Yi-ming, the memory of the scale of the previous incursions by the Death Creatures made their hearts pound. As the Dragon said, anything that could aid in destroying the Death Creatures would be done without hesitation by all of them.

Mou Zilong exchanged a look with He Yi-ming, and He Yi-ming suddenly understood. He announced clearly, "Modifying the Thunder Lances requires a great deal of my personal energy. Therefore, I require one-tenth of the modified mutated Thunder Lances as compensation."

The crowd exchanged glances, and no one voiced an objection. Before this day, forging the Thunder Lances and infusing them with Light Divine Power were handled by Liu Mu and Lioport, respectively, with each claiming a tenth of the total. Although those two were powerful Pseudo-God experts while He Yi-ming was only a newly advanced Void God, in this moment when the Death Creatures could descend at any time, no one chose to haggle over this price. After all, the power unleashed by the modified mutated Thunder Lances would be unimaginably vast, far surpassing their previous capabilities.

Bao Yanzhu smiled slightly and was the first to place his spatial item before He Yi-ming, giving him an encouraging nod before stepping down.

With him leading the way, the other experts of the Divine Path came forward one by one. To He Yi-ming’s surprise, even Ao Borui, who had only ascended to the Divine Path a month prior, offered a spatial accessory.

Meeting He Yi-ming's curious gaze, Ao Borui forced a wry smile. "Brother He, mine only contains unrefined mouthparts. I hope you will take the trouble."

He Yi-ming reached out and let his consciousness enter the space. His expression shifted slightly; there were over a thousand golden mouthparts inside, shimmering with a dazzling golden light when placed together. Seeing this expanse of light, even He Yi-ming felt an impulse to claim it all for himself.

Of course, his strong rationality warned him that such an action would be forbidden, and the compensation he would receive after modifying these items would certainly far exceed these thousand golden mouthparts.

Retracting his consciousness, He Yi-ming became inwardly cautious. A pile of golden objects like this generated an immense temptation, even for Divine Path experts. He glanced towards Ao Minhang and Wei Jinshun behind Ao Borui, smiling knowingly. "Rest assured, Brother Ao, I will dedicate myself to the task."

Given Ao Borui's martial cultivation, it was impossible for him to have collected such items; where these numerous golden mouthparts originated was self-evident.

At this point, all the human experts of the Divine Path had handed over their respective spatial accessories. The last was Wei Jinshun, the newly advanced Pseudo-God expert from the Five Elements Sect.

He calmly presented his spatial accessory and concurrently inquired, "Elder He, I heard you are skilled not only in the Western Light-Dark Combination but also in the Eastern Five Elements Great Cycle Flower. Is this true?"

The surrounding crowd immediately quieted. Except for the few who knew the truth, everyone looked at him with an added layer of incomprehensible scrutiny.

He Yi-ming chuckled wryly. "I wouldn't claim mastery; it's merely a slight understanding."

"Slight understanding..." Wei Jinshun laughed heartily. "Elder He is too modest." His smile suddenly vanished, and his expression grew solemn. "This old man heard that the Five Elements Ring, the heirloom of my sect for thousands of years, is currently borrowed by Elder He. May I ask if it can be returned to our Five Elements Sect?"

He Yi-ming's expression changed slightly. "Senior Wei, what you say is not quite accurate. Although I possess a divine weapon, I obtained it from someone who intended to take my life. That person’s martial cultivation was simply lacking, so they ended up being killed by me." His face grew equally grave. "This divine weapon has been cultivated into my natal divine weapon. Regardless of whether it is the legendary Five Elements Ring, it cannot be transferred to anyone else."

A sharp glint appeared in Wei Jinshun's eyes, gradually concentrating into a fierce killing intent.

"Roar..." The Dragon's voice sounded at the critical moment. "Wei Jinshun, I do not wish to interfere in your grievances, but we established an oath: as long as we remain in this world, internal strife is absolutely forbidden. Any violation makes one the public enemy of all Divine Paths. You have not forgotten this, have you?"

The air immediately became oppressive, a heavy pressure, like that preceding a massive storm, making it hard to breathe.

Wei Jinshun's taut body slowly relaxed. He smiled faintly. "Great Dragon... Brother, you misunderstand. I have no intention of crossing Elder He; I merely wish to conduct a transaction with him."

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