Ye Sheng didn't waste any time and directly picked up the most arrogant Immortal King. Under the other party's cries and begging for mercy, he resolutely threw him in.
Not too resolute.
Ye Sheng just threw it in casually. After throwing it, he clapped his hands and watched the arrogant immortal king struggling in the furnace, twisting his body crazily. In less than an hour and three, no bones were left.
And the furnace burned brightly.
The old man continued to forge the sword, throwing in all kinds of gems, ores, and precious treasures from the universe.
The stove was burning crazily, and the temperature was so high that Ye Sheng did not dare to get close. Once he got close, he would be melted immediately.
The Immortal King was no exception, and Ye Sheng didn't believe how his body could bear it.
So he stayed far away.
The old man continued to work on his own, throwing all the gems and ores in, then looking at the flames in the furnace, he said to Ye Sheng: "Throw all these waste materials in."
The remaining Immortal Kings were horrified, begging frantically for mercy, and even threatening them. They brought out the background of the Chaos clan and threatened and intimidated them, but they just didn't want to die.
Ye Sheng remained unmoved and looked at the old man.
The old man took out his earwax, blew it disdainfully, and said: "What bullshit Chaos clan, I don't know, I treat you like trash and burn them, you should be honored, after all, not everyone is qualified to be my trash.
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"Throw it in." The old man said to Ye Sheng, his attitude was clear and he was not afraid of the Chaos clan at all.
In fact, he doesn't know anything about the Chaos Clan.
Ye Sheng was naturally happy to do so. It would be good to eliminate a few more high-level forces from the Chaos Clan. It would be great without having to take action himself.
He threw them into the furnace one by one, and then watched them being swallowed up by the fire. He couldn't help but think of how in the past, when they were destroying other opportunities, they watched those civilians, ordinary people, or innocent masters fall into dire straits. Was it with him?
Are you feeling the same now, just ignoring it?
Maybe they really think they are innocent.
Compared with other forces in the universe, the Chaos tribe is really not on the same dimension.
Most of the forces in each era are in the same dimension, and everyone lives together. But when the Chaos tribe began to destroy the era, they belonged to higher dimensions.
The higher dimensions come to fight the lower dimensions, not out of hatred, nor out of bloodthirsty desire.
It's actually a rule.
My destruction of you has nothing to do with you.
You are not wrong, and you have not offended me, but for my own consideration, I chose to destroy you. This is my business and has nothing to do with you.
Perhaps the people of the Chaos tribe have such a mentality. They really put themselves in a higher dimension and believe that the rest is destroyed and forged casually. There is no killing or bloodshed.
It is a destruction. Many of you are dissatisfied, unwilling, and unconvinced. If this era is gone, you will be gone too.
When Ye Sheng thought of this, he felt uncomfortable.
He is not a saint who thinks he can save the universe.
His discomfort comes from himself.
He is also an irrelevant person in the eyes of the Chaos Clan. If the Chaos Clan destroys this universe, they will destroy him more easily.
But will the Chaos people care about him?
Won't!
Even if Ye Sheng is now wanted by the Chaos Clan, it will not help. He only has the cultivation of an immortal. If this universe is destroyed, Ye Sheng will undoubtedly die.
That's why Ye Sheng felt uncomfortable.
He did it for himself, for Zhou Meiren, and for Ye Yun'er.
"I hope that by the end of this era, I can become someone valued by the Chaos Clan." Ye Sheng said firmly in his heart.
Ye Sheng was lost in thought, and the old man had finished his work. Looking at the stove burning brightly, he showed a satisfied smile, and then sat down to rest for a while.
"That's what the old man calls me?" Ye Sheng asked.
The old man thought about it carefully, scratched his hair and said, "I don't remember."
"Forgot your name?" Ye Sheng looked at the old man strangely. His expression was calm and not panicked at all, but what he said should be true.
He really couldn't remember his own name.
The old man said: "I don't know where I came from, and I don't know where I am going. My only thought is that I want to make a sword."
"What are you doing making swords for?" Ye Sheng asked curiously.
"I don't know." The old man replied simply.
"I don't know why you still need to forge swords?" Ye Sheng asked.
"I wonder why we can't make swords?" the old man asked Ye Sheng seriously.
Ye Sheng was stunned and didn't know how to answer.
"I just woke up not long ago. I don't remember everything, but I remember that I must make a sword. I woke up here. It was empty, but when I saw this sword furnace, I knew clearly that I wanted to make a sword.
Sword." The old man said firmly.
"What kind of sword to make and how many swords to make?" Ye Sheng asked.
"Four swords, after the four swords are cast, I feel at ease." The old man smiled, showing his yellow teeth, his messy hair, most of which was white, and his face full of wrinkles, which made him look very sad.
But the old man's eyes were firm, pure, and purposeful.
Ye Sheng looked around, especially outside the Immortal Courtyard. The Chaos Clan's spaceship was still there and had not left.
"The masters from the Chaos tribe are probably coming. Are you afraid, old man?" Ye Sheng said with a smile.
"What are you afraid of? I don't know what this Chaos Clan is. Those losers were talking about it just now, and now you are saying that he is very powerful. That's just the right time." The old man said.
"Why did you come at the right time?" Ye Sheng asked curiously.
"When they come, I will throw them in as scrap materials and burn them. I have a hunch that if I burn a few powerful scrap materials, the last two swords will be cast." When the old man said this, his face lit up.
smile.
Ye Sheng suddenly asked curiously: "Since you are so short of waste materials, why didn't you burn me as waste materials when I came?"
"You are too weak." The old man's simple and clear words made Ye Sheng very heartbroken and made him want to cry.
I want to hide in Zhou Meiren’s arms and cry.
It's a pity that Zhou Meiren is not in this universe, and Ye Sheng hasn't been intimate with his wife for a long time.
"What a loud tone. You dare to say that you will burn the Immortal King of the Chaos Clan as a waste. I'm afraid you are tired of living and don't know the current situation." At this moment, there was a low sound, like thunder.
The sound rang out, shocking the entire universe.
Emperor!
Coming from the realm of the emperor, his words filled the universe with tension, and made Ye Sheng's eyes widen, feeling nervous from the bottom of his heart.
This is the emperor.
A great master in the realm of Immortal Emperor, he is coming, can the old man stop him?
Ye Sheng felt nervous here, but the old man was different.
He became excited, climbed up, patted his butt, and said excitedly: "Here comes a very powerful useless person. If you throw it in, my sword can come out."
Ye Sheng looked at the old man blankly. It was easy to say this, but difficult to do it.
But the old man didn't care. He strode out directly to pick up waste materials and bring them back to burn.