Spirit Saber Refinement

"Bang!"

Su Zimo arrived at the center of the spectator area and retrieved his Weapon Tripod from his storage bag, slamming it heavily on the ground with a loud thud.

At that moment, it was not only Tao Feng and everyone from True Fire Sect; the hundred thousand odd cultivators in the square and the thousand odd Golden Cores at the spectator area… everyone's gazes were fixed on Su Zimo!

The immensity of that pressure was something ordinary people could not understand at all.

In the eyes of everyone present, be it whether or not Su Zimo had what it takes, he was way too young. If his mental state and willpower were not resolute enough and he showed any signs of fear, he would definitely be faced with huge problems in his weapon refinement process!

With an indifferent expression, Su Zimo gathered a scarlet flame on his palm and began warming the tripod.