The blazing hot Heavy Silver rose from the melting pot a dark red. Tang Wulin waved his hammers together and pounded on it repeatedly like a meteor chasing after the moon.
"Boom, boom!" There were two loud rumbling noises. Zhen Hua could clearly hear a deep dragon's roar coming out of Tang Wulin's body.
Faint golden radiance burst out from his spine, creeping along his arms before channeling into the pair of Heavy Silver Hammers and finally infusing into the metal he was forging.
At the sound of the two loud booms, a stream of silver light suddenly arose from the Heavy Silver over a few hundred meters into the sky! A Grade One Thousand Refined metal was produced!