After he withdrew the material, Duan Ling Tian’s gaze focused.
Hiss!
As he flipped his palm, a strand of flame was lit ablaze at the center of his palm. The flame rose up suddenly as it raged and spread out.
This flame assumed a gold color, and it was dazzling and resplendent.
It was precisely a grade seven Weapon Flame.
Followed by the grade seven Weapon Flame leaping up, the pile of weapons refining materials that Duan Ling Tian withdrew had quickly been melted and transformed into pools of liquid that combined together under the control of Duan Ling Tian in the end.
In next to no time, Duan Ling Tian melted the grade eight spirit cauldron and another pool of liquid appeared.
In the end, the two pools of liquids converged together and gradually fused together. Under the fueling of the grade seven Weapon Flame in Duan Ling Tian’s hand, the liquids gradually fused into one, not differentiating between each other any longer.
The entire process spent more than an hour.