The blade is finished.
The final stage of the Slaughter Realm Sword is now complete.
Xuantian God stowed it away, turned to Chang'sheng and patted his shoulder, saying, "Zhong Sheng, you were born for weapon refinement. Keep at it, and surpassing your master is just a matter of time... The weight of weapon refinement in the Immortal Realm will likely be handed to you before long."
In this moment.
Chang'sheng could clearly sense that the last trace of suspicion deep in Xuantian God's eyes had entirely vanished.
It seems that—
Xuantian God letting him take part in forging the Slaughter Realm Sword was the final test.
After the Divine Split Land, Xuantian God's doubts about Chang'sheng had lessened, but lacking real evidence, he couldn't find any flaws—he was left with just intuition. So the suspicion never truly faded.
