Yang Dingtian had seen two completed soul swords.
One was Song Yu's, and the other was Ximen Wuya's.
The remaining ones were Dongfang Bingling and Dugu Fengwu's fledgling swords.
Song Yu's soul sword was extremely beautiful, like a pool of autumn water.
As for Ximen Wuya's sword, it was simple and mysterious.
As for Yang Dingtian's soul sword, no words could be used to describe it.
It gave people the feeling that it was completely transparent. From the sword hilt to the body, it was completely integrated, sparkling and translucent.
It was as though it was created by the heavens, and there were no traces of forging.
Actually, it wasn't transparent. For some reason, it might be because it was extremely pure, and it gave people the feeling that it was transparent.
Song Yu's soul sword was as pure as water.
However, water wasn't absolutely pure, and there were still impurities.
Yang Dingtian's sword was completely like a ray of light.
That's right, it was like a ray of light, and it didn't seem to have any substance.
Furthermore, it was golden in color.
That's right, a golden color that was even more dazzling than gold.
During the Earth Era, there was a type of iPhone that was considered nouveau riche gold, and it was said to be dazzling.
However, compared to the golden color in front of him, it was completely like a pile of yellow mud.
Yang Dingtian's soul sword that was like a ray of light was truly so dazzling that it could blind people's eyes.
It was so dazzling that during a battle, it was very likely that the enemy's attention would be completely attracted to it, and they would forget to fight.
This was a treasure sword that Yang Dingtian had completed by himself.
Every piece of Bloody Black Gold was dug out by himself, and every hammer was hammered down by himself.
Now, it had finally become the most perfect work of art.
After admiring it for over ten minutes, Yang Dingtian asked, "Master, what grade should my treasure sword be?"
Dongfang Minmie saw the image of this treasure sword in Yang Dingtian's mind and was speechless for a long time.
After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "What grade?
Who knows? "
"Huh?" Yang Dingtian asked, "What do you mean?"
Dongfang Minmie said, "My soul sword is a one-star peerless soul sword. At that time, I already felt that it was perfect. I felt that there wouldn't be a more outstanding soul sword in this world.
But in front of your treasured sword, I can clearly feel that my soul sword is completely dim. "
Dongfang Minmie continued, "Some people have categorized the soul swords into different grades, supreme grade, supreme grade, and imperial grade!
Every grade is divided into ten stars. "
"Then will my soul sword be of the Emperor Grade?" Yang Dingtian asked.
"Maybe, maybe there isn't even a Sovereign Grade.
The grade of a Soul Sword was different from one's martial cultivation. One had to climb through the threshold.
The Emperor Grade was the pinnacle of perfection, the pinnacle of the universe.
I think that there shouldn't be any real Emperor Grade. It's just an unreachable ranking set by martial artists. "
Dongfang Minmie said, "But if there really is an Emperor Grade soul sword in this world, then if your soul sword isn't included, I feel that the term Emperor Grade is meaningless."
Yang Dingtian laughed. Yes, in the Earth era, it was said that there was no pure gold.
The highest purity of gold could be 99.9999% …
But no matter how many nines there were, it would never reach 100%!
But the soul sword in front of him undoubtedly made Yang Dingtian extremely satisfied.
"Okay, don't be intoxicated. There's still one last procedure left. This soul sword will truly belong to you," Dongfang Minmie said.
The last procedure of the soul sword was the soul engraving.
When forging the sword, there was also an engraving procedure, which was to let the treasured sword recognize its master.
At that time, blood was directly sprinkled on the treasured sword, and then it was burned and refined by the supreme grade earth fire.
And the soul sword's recognition of its master was even more profound. It was directly the engraving of the soul.
Although the soul sword's recognition of its master had no use in increasing the grade of the soul sword, it was undoubtedly the most dangerous stage.
Even if there were mistakes in the previous procedures, at most the soul sword's grade would be a little lower. But this soul sword would not have any problems.
But once the final soul engraving failed, it meant that this treasured sword would never recognize you as its master. It would never become a real soul sword. It could only be an incomparably sharp and terrifying sword with the addition of Xuan Qi.
And the soul engraving was also very simple. It was to cause the energy in the soul sword to tremble and resonate, and establish some kind of compatibility and connection with the master's spirit.
Once successful, this soul sword would belong to you forever. Even if others took it away, it would be useless. They might even be hurt by the backlash.
Therefore, in order to cause the soul sword to resonate and tremble, there were many ways.
But most of them used an extreme suicide method because this method had the highest chance of success.
The method was as follows.
The master gave up all defense and threw the soul sword into the air, letting the soul sword fall directly to the top of his head.
At this time, the soul sword already had an extremely weak consciousness.
Generally speaking, it would not have any active reaction because this consciousness was extremely weak. It was not even comparable to the consciousness field produced by a plant.
But when it found that it was about to kill its master and had no strength to stop it, it would desperately try to stop itself. It would tremble and resonate with its master's consciousness.
According to Dongfang Minmie, the soul engraving of the soul sword had a very high failure rate in the past, even more than 80%.
Later on, some heaven-defying genius invented this suicidal awakening method.
As a result, the success rate of the soul engraving increased greatly, exceeding 50%.
Even so, half of the soul engraving still failed.
Some people were unwilling to accept this and even died under their own soul swords.
This was because this suicidal soul engraving had to be completely real.
As long as one took the initiative to have a trace of defense, it would become an incomparably huge wall, firmly blocking the soul sword's consciousness outside.
And the success of the soul engraving mainly depended on the youngling sword.
The better the youngling sword forged by the master and the closer the relationship with the master, the higher the success rate of the soul engraving.
Of course, a shameless soul sword like Zhao Wuji's couldn't be counted.
After all, his wasn't even considered a real soul sword.
Those fake soul swords that used demon cores as Sea Spirit Crystals didn't need to care too much about the soul engraving.
The soul engraving stage was no problem for Yang Dingtian.
When it was still a youngling sword, it already had a muddled consciousness. This consciousness even knew attachment, excitement, and sadness. It would often communicate with Yang Dingtian mentally.
Therefore, Dugu Fengwu had always said that Yang Dingtian's youngling sword was abnormal. When it was still a youngling sword, it already had consciousness.
Other people's artifact swords wouldn't have consciousness even if they were soul swords.
Therefore, the final soul engraving was something that Yang Dingtian could complete with his eyes closed.
Yang Dingtian closed his eyes and threw the soul sword up. Then, he waited for the soul sword's soul to tremble. His entire body had completely relaxed. At this moment, even if a child took a stone and smashed it at the back of Yang Dingtian's head, it might be able to smash Yang Dingtian to death.
But the truth made Yang Dingtian tremble!
Because the soul sword didn't react!
Really, the soul sword didn't have any reaction.
The golden soul sword fell from 80 meters and pierced towards Yang Dingtian's head, but the soul sword's consciousness didn't have any reaction.
What was going on?
Yang Dingtian's relationship with the youngling sword was obviously very close. It was completely like his own child.
And that youngling sword's consciousness was clearly like a baby. It could be happy, depressed, excited, and even act spoiled.
How could this be?
This suicidal soul engraving was actually useless.
The soul sword still continued to fall.
Yang Dingtian couldn't help but be scared out of his wits. And he didn't dare to activate his defense at all. Once he activated his defense, it would be a complete distrust of the soul sword. No matter how close their relationship was, it would be completely destroyed.
There was only one chance for this soul engraving.
And there was only one chance for this kind of loyalty test.
If he succeeded, the soul sword would be loyal to him for life and would live and die with him.
If he failed, he would lose the opportunity forever.
Time passed quickly, but in Yang Dingtian's mind, it passed extremely slowly.
As if every millisecond was a painful ordeal.
He could clearly feel the wind from the soul sword's stab.
It was getting closer and closer to his head.
But he didn't know how close it was. Perhaps in the next moment, it would directly pierce through his head.
At this moment, Yang Dingtian was incomparably worried about his gains and losses.
He even felt that it was because the Naga Royal Tribe's profound qi energy in the Soul Sword had suppressed the Soul Sword's divine sense, and this Soul Sword was no longer that intimate Ah Chou youngling sword?
If this was the case, if he didn't defend himself, he could only be killed by his own soul sword in vain.
Perhaps, this was also an alternative revenge of the Naga royalty.
"Little Tian, quickly defend, quickly give up!" Dongfang Minmie exclaimed.
"No, if it wants to kill me, let it kill me." Yang Dingtian completely relaxed all his mind, waiting for the last moment to happen.
Whether this last moment was the success of the soul engraving, or his head was directly pierced through.
"Whoosh …" The soul sword, like a golden light, directly pierced the top of Yang Dingtian's head.
The incomparably sharp tip of the sword directly pierced the flesh on the top of Yang Dingtian's head.
Yang Dingtian's mind instantly went blank, as if his consciousness, soul, instantly and completely dissipated, as if he directly experienced the feeling of his consciousness being destroyed.
However, at this moment, the soul sword directly floated above Yang Dingtian's head. The tip of the sword touched Yang Dingtian's scalp, but it didn't penetrate even a millimeter.
Then, the soul sword violently trembled, violently trembling.
Immediately, Yang Dingtian felt that a special spiritual energy in his mind suddenly flew out, drilling into the soul sword.
This spiritual energy was incomparably mysterious and incomparably powerful!
In an instant, the soul sword once again erupted with incomparably bright light, and the trembling above Yang Dingtian's head became even more intense.
… …
After an unknown period of time, Yang Dingtian finally woke up.
Just now, his soul and consciousness were directly lost.
Because, he thought that he was killed by the soul sword.
Countless thoughts gradually returned to his mind.
Yang Dingtian found that the soul sword was lying on his leg, quiet and gentle, as if the thing that stabbed down just now was not it.
The soul engraving was successful!
This unprecedented soul sword finally officially recognized its master.
However, this was really a soul engraving that was deeply engraved into the bone.
Yang Dingtian took a deep breath.
At this moment, there was a pile of red dust under his feet, emitting a flame-like glow. Yang Dingtian visually estimated that it was no less than 500 kilograms.
These were all the impurities of the ten-thousand-year-old Bloody Black Gold.
Yang Dingtian lifted his soul sword, 99 kilograms!
That's right, only 99 kilograms.
The fledgling sword that he forged with 45 pieces of ten-thousand-year-old Bloody Black Gold still had a few hundred kilograms, and this soul sword forged with 999 pieces of ten-thousand-year-old Bloody Black Gold was only 99 kilograms.
And these 500 kilograms of impurities that were refined, although they were called impurities, were completely excellent treasures.
It was even better than ordinary Bloody Black Gold. After all, this was more than 500 kilograms of ten-thousand-year-old Bloody Black Gold that was refined from 20,000 kilograms.
This 500 kilograms of ten-thousand-year-old Bloody Black Gold impurities, other than forging a scabbard for himself, was just enough to forge a dozen or so treasured swords.
Although it could not become a soul sword, in terms of Celestial Qi and sharpness, it was believed that no treasured swords in this world could match it.
Yang Dingtian was confident that these were enough to become the world's top divine weapon.
However, time was tight, and Yang Dingtian was now unable to forge them into treasured swords.
Next, Yang Dingtian used the fastest time to draw 20 kilograms of Bloody Black Gold ashes and used Celestial Fire to forge a scabbard.
His treasured sword was too eye-catching, so it was better to hide it in the scabbard most of the time.
Half an hour later, Yang Dingtian carried 500 kilograms of Bloody Black Gold ashes, flew out of the abandoned mine, and returned to Cloud Sky City.
At this moment, there were less than eight hours before the martial arts contest for the position of the City Lord.