Alchemy & Martial Supreme

However, his speed was very slow.    

Furthermore, Qin Ming could feel the power on his body surging towards the Nether Fire at an extremely fast speed.    

The source of the Nether Fire's power was himself. No matter how strong the Nether Fire was, it still had a foundation.    

The Supreme Weapon began to melt. This proved that the Nether Fire could refine the Supreme Weapon without any hindrance.    

However, the Supreme Weapon was too strong, and his strength was too weak. It would take a long time to completely refine the Supreme Weapon.    

Fortunately, his four Great Daos had already reached perfection.    

The Nether Fire was very strange. No matter what kind of power it was, it could be transmitted over.    

However, the Great Dao of Fire was the most effective for the Nether Fire.    

The power on Qin Ming's body surged towards the Nether Fire, and the Supreme Weapon began to be refined bit by bit.    

Time passed by, and in the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.    

During these seven days, Qin Xixuan and Hua Yuankui would come to look for him from time to time, and at the same time, they were also paying attention to the progress of the Supreme Weapon's refinement.    

They would not stay here for too long, because when the Supreme Weapon was being refined, the sound it made was really a little ear-piercing.    

Fortunately, there was a formation isolating them, otherwise, the entire city would be affected by the Supreme Weapon's mournful cry.    

Even if there was a formation isolating them, the Martial Cultivators who lived in the city would sometimes inexplicably feel frustrated.    

During these seven days, Qin Ming kept listening to the sound of the Supreme Weapon, and he felt even more frustrated.    

He had wanted to stop refining the Supreme Weapon many times, but he had held back.    

Finally, after seven days, he successfully refined a Supreme Weapon.    

At the same time, Qin Ming also understood why the Supreme Weapon, which clearly had no spirituality, would still emit a mournful cry.    

That was because there was a large amount of Rule Force inside the Supreme Weapon.    

Moreover, these Rule Forces were very strange, as if they were a whole.    

If he broke this whole, he would be stopped by this power.    

Fortunately, the Supreme Weapon did not have any spirituality. It only instinctively stopped him, and it did not hurt him much.    

After he finished refining, he felt that the whole formed by the Rule Force had been destroyed, and it became pure Rule Force.    

It took him a total of seven days to finally refine this Supreme Weapon.    

Fortunately, he had comprehended four Great Daos at the same time. Otherwise, he would not have been able to hold on for long.    

He did not dare to stop and rest completely. He was afraid that if the Nether Fire was not there, the liquid would directly freeze.    

If the liquid completely solidified, wouldn't he have to refine it again?    

Fortunately, maintaining the Supreme Weapon not solidifying was not a difficult thing.    

Qin Ming used the Nether Fire to roast it below. He took out the Ninth Grade blackstone from the Dimensional Ring and started to recover.    

The Yue Xuan world was connected to the Supreme World. There were high-quality blackstone veins here, and there were also Ninth Grade blackstone veins. They could mine Ninth Grade blackstone.    

However, there were very few blackstone mines, and Qin Ming had only found one.    

However, it was only a blackstone mine, but it had also allowed him to obtain quite a few Ninth Grade blackstones.    

However, he did not dare to over-exploit it, as he was worried that over-exploitation would directly destroy the blackstone mine.    

It was also because of the blackstone mine in the Lunar Pavilion World that Qin Ming was not stingy with using Ninth Grade blackstones to recover.    

After an entire day, he finally recovered completely. He had spent a total of a thousand Ninth Grade blackstones.    

Looking at the powder of the Ninth Grade blackstone on the ground, Qin Ming felt his heart ache.    

More than a thousand Ninth Grade blackstones could allow a hundred light balls to transform into heroic spirits, but he had wasted them just like that.    

Of course, this was worth it. The recovery speed of using Eighth Grade blackstones was very slow.