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Outside, Yuan Country, Fire Beak Mountain.
Bang!
Suddenly, within Fire Beak Mountain, a flame as thick as a water barrel shot up into the sky, accompanied by a figure treading on a Flower Fox Mink, soaring through the skies.
In the hands of this young man in a white robe, at this moment, was a weapon, continually transforming its appearance as it absorbed the flames from the Fire Beak Pot in the youth's hand.
It first appeared as a rod, entirely black and yellow, with dragons coiling both ends. Then, as the fire fed it, one end of the rod extended, shape-shifting into a long-handled Mo Blade, double-edged, one zhang long...
Finally, as the flames continued to pour in, the one zhang double-edged Mo Blade's ends transformed once again into a stringless large bow with a gold-backed dragon coil.
Er Lang murmured softly, "A month of forging, not only did this Ruyi Divine Weapon take form, but my cultivation has also smoothly stepped into the Fourth Realm tier."
