Another long night.
When daylight appeared once more above the firmament, the lengthy smelting and rebirth within the workshop finally came to an end, and in the silence, the Melting Furnace reopened.
After the final flames were extinguished, a wisp of ash floated up, gently drifting down.
It fell into a palm reaching out from the Melting Furnace.
The thin and fragile Embers, like a coin, flipped and bounced lightly between five fingers, casting residual shadows under the light that dazzled and mesmerized.
Finally, with a flick of the finger—
Pop!
It vanished without a trace.
And Ji Jue had already walked out from the Melting Furnace, completely naked, his steps light yet deep, echoed with a low metallic resonance as if metal expanded.
A bald space atop his head, all the hair on his body had been burned away in the fierce flames, at first glance, resembling a smooth boiled egg.
