Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 223 Exaggerated Forging Skills

When the clock hands pointed precisely to 2:50, everything in the forging room was in perfect readiness.

Eerie blue flames danced in the forge, casting an eerie and mysterious light and shadow over the entire room. Twelve forging hammers, each gleaming with a different luster, stood like soldiers awaiting inspection, and even the floor was covered with special mats designed to absorb impurities from the metal.

Gula cracked his knuckles. He first picked up the piece of Nether Iron, his slender fingers gently stroking the dark metal surface, feeling the energy fluctuations it contained.

"The purity is quite good." He nodded slightly, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes. "Judging from the distribution of these dark energy patterns, they must have been treasured for at least a hundred years after being mined. Your family must have put in a lot of effort for you."

Before Wu Siduo could reply, Gula had already turned and tossed the metal into the furnace. The eerie blue flames instantly engulfed the metal, and without turning back, he said:

"Look closely, this is my unique telekinetic forging method. Even the master craftsman Zhenhua couldn't imitate it."

When the temperature reached the critical point, the black metal did not turn red; instead, it became even darker, and fine dark patterns began to appear on its surface, as if it could devour the surrounding light.

A glint flashed in Gula's eyes as he precisely seized the opportunity to extract the metal—a second later, and the precious dark energy within the Nether Iron would have been lost.

"It has begun." Gula murmured, holding a Soul Forging-grade forging hammer in each hand. At the same time, his peak Spirit Abyss Realm spiritual power erupted, transforming into countless invisible tentacles that simultaneously controlled the twelve Spirit Forging Hammers.

"boom!"

The heavy tungsten steel hammer fell first, and the moment the hammer surface touched the metal, it triggered a "heavy pressure" effect, with a shock wave visible to the naked eye spreading across the metal surface.

The power contained in this hammer blow is exquisite, progressing layer by layer from the outside in and rebounding outwards from within, forming a perfect cycle of power.

The impurities inside the Netherworld Iron were instantly cleared away by this power, reaching the level of a hundred-times-forged iron.

"laugh--"

The second hammer followed immediately, the blazing golden hammer crashing down with a crimson glow. The "heat-melting" effect instantly activated the metal atoms, and even subtle signs of melting appeared on the surface.

At this critical moment, Chongyue's tungsten steel hammer fell again, interrupting the melting trend perfectly and forcing the metal to stabilize again.

The two distinct forging rhythms work together perfectly to create a unique "hot pressing" effect. What would take an ordinary master craftsman 15 to 30 minutes to complete, Gura finishes in just two minutes.

Suddenly, Gula's movements quickened. While precisely controlling the furnace temperature with his martial spirit, he used his telekinesis to grab the Thousand Machine Copper beside him. To everyone's astonishment, the Heavy Mountain Tungsten Steel Hammer had already fallen towards the second piece of metal.

"Are you crazy?!" Tang Wulin couldn't help but shout, his voice echoing in the forging room. "Forging two metals with different properties at the same time, the slightest mistake could trigger an energy explosion and ruin everything!"

Gula ignored him and instead placed the third piece of metal—green phosphor bronze—onto the forging table. Under his mental control, the twelve small hammers rose simultaneously, like the batons of a symphony orchestra.

The first hammer blow was as light as a feather, yet it emitted a dragon-like hum the instant it touched the metal.

Gula seemed to transform into a sophisticated forging machine, with twelve forging hammers of different properties rising and falling under his control.

Sparks from the three metal pieces intertwined in the air to form a dazzling pattern, but instead of exploding as expected, they formed distinct energy isolation zones under Gula's precise control.

Gula ignored him and placed the third metal on the forging table, where twelve small hammers fell.

"Distraction... Fourteen uses? No, we also need to add fire control and spiritual guidance..."

Tang Wulin muttered to himself, his shock growing deeper. "How is this possible? Just what level has his spiritual power reached? And how could such a brutal forging method awaken the spirit of the metal?"

Gula's hammer moved faster and faster, its shadow forming a silver wave in the air. Even more incredibly, the three metals that should have repelled each other began to resonate strangely under his hammer.

The dark patterns of the Netherworld Iron, the silvery glow of the Thousand Machine Copper, and the eerie green light of the Green Phosphor Copper gradually blended together, weaving a magnificent spiritual radiance above the forging platform.

"A thousand forgings possess a spirit!" Luo Guixing suddenly exclaimed, pointing at the thermometer. "Temperature! Pay attention to temperature control!"

Only then did everyone realize that the temperature displayed on the furnace was consistently maintained at around 1300 degrees Celsius, with fluctuations not exceeding plus or minus 5 degrees Celsius—this was precisely the terrifying control of the Gula Ultimate Fire Martial Soul.

Fine beads of sweat began to appear on Gula's forehead, and the consumption of the three top-grade metals used in the Spirit Forging far exceeded expectations. However, his movements were not disordered in the slightest, and each hammer blow was incredibly precise.

"This guy..." Tang Wulin clenched his fist, his nails digging deep into his palm, "He's clearly just messing around, so why is it working so well?"

Why does it feel like the gap between them has widened over the past three years?
Gula's lips curled slightly upwards. Although more than half of his soul power had been depleted, his eyes remained sharp as knives. He could only wryly smile inwardly: He had to finish the act, even if it meant kneeling.

A chilling glint flashed in Gula's eyes. He slashed through the air with his right hand, his five fingers forming a claw. A piece of metal with a mercury-like luster shot from the material shelf, leaving a dazzling silver trail under the light.

"Thousand-Refined Silver?!" Tang Wulin's pupils suddenly contracted, and his voice involuntarily rose eight octaves. "Is he preparing to start the forging process right now?"

While everyone was still in shock, Gula had already smoothly put the fourth metal into the forging sequence.

The piece of silver drew a perfect parabola in mid-air, landing precisely in the fourth position reserved on the forging table, as if it had been calculated with absolute precision.

Four of the twelve spirit-forging hammers immediately separated, each carrying a red, blue, white, and purple soul power light, and fell simultaneously, bursting into brilliant sparks when the hammerheads came into contact with the metal.

This is insane...this is playing with fire..."

Luo Guixing adjusted his slipped gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes behind the lenses filled with disbelief, his voice trembling slightly, "Throughout the history of the forging industry, has anyone ever been able to forge four pieces of metal with different properties at the same time?"

"boom--"

A deafening explosion suddenly rang out, interrupting Luo Guixing's words.

Suddenly, violent energy turbulence erupted from the four metal surfaces, the dark purple of the Netherworld Iron, the silvery white of the Thousand Machine Copper, the grayish green of the Green Phosphor Copper, and the mercury of the Submerged Silver intertwined to form a dangerous chaotic vortex.

The air pressure inside the forging room plummeted, and everyone's robes fluttered in the invisible energy storm. The air was filled with the scorching smell of metal being compressed to its extreme.

"Energy outage! The furnace is about to explode!"

Wu Siduo instinctively took a half step back, her black cat tail behind her bristling and her cat eyes narrowed into slits.

At this critical moment, Gula's lips curled into a wildly arrogant smile.

With a powerful, mountain-splitting force, he slammed the heavy hammer into the center of the forging platform. The moment the hammer struck the metal, a visible ripple of soul power spread outwards.

At the same time, the forging hammer in his right hand tapped the edge of the silver lightly at a completely opposite frequency—this was the reverse application of the Tang Clan's unique Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique!

Two completely opposite forces formed a perfect mechanical balance within a small space, and the outdated skills shone with new brilliance in Gula's hands.

"Zheng——"

Amidst the teeth-grinding metallic scraping sound, the originally raging four-colored energy turbulence suddenly froze as if it had been frozen in place.

Veins bulged on Gula's forehead, and his spiritual power at the Spirit Abyss Realm transformed into tangible silver threads, weaving a complex net in the void to firmly control the four restless pieces of metal within a specific area.

“Look carefully.” Gura’s voice was exceptionally deep due to extreme focus, each word seemingly carrying a metallic vibration. “Now—the moment to witness a miracle is about to begin!”

(End of this chapter)