Chapter 939: Chapter 640: True Spirit, Illusion and Reality, Divine Weapon Emerges!

As Meng Chuan’s entire right arm noticeably slumped down, the bulging muscles finally managed to firmly grasp it.

So heavy...

Fifty tons, what a terrifying number, yet at this moment he was holding it with one hand.

Meng Chuan was certain that with his current strength, if he wanted to wield the halberd in battle, he would need to use both hands.

He felt it was time to add more practice to the "Weituo Mountain Carrying Skill", it’s quite heavy...

Yang Zhaoxing was suddenly shocked when he saw Meng Chuan lift the thing with one hand, and as he regained his wits, he offered some advice:

"The process of turning a divine weapon from intangible to tangible and vice versa, you can practice more on this; usually, in about half a year, one can handle it adeptly like others, making the divine weapon appear with a simple grasp."

"Understood, thank you for your guidance, senior."

He didn’t need that long, at most a month... no, a week.

Once validated, it remains validated, let me see where your limit lies!

Brushing aside distracting thoughts, Meng Chuan gripped the halberd with his left hand and held it horizontally in front of him.

His gaze swept from the tail to the sharp, shining spear tip without missing a single detail.

Gradually, a peculiar sense of resonance entwined his heart, much like a butcher gripping the knife they’ve used for ten years, the familiarity was intensely strong.

Lotus blossoms unfurled as Yang Yuelian’s eyebrows curved, silently rejoicing for Meng Chuan in her heart.

Whoosh——

A gust of wind swept in, causing Yang Zhaoxing to retreat with his granddaughter until they reached the wall before they steadied themselves.

Seeing Meng Chuan lift the halberd upright, he couldn’t help but suggest:

"Try it outside, there’s not enough space here."

Just one move caused the wall plaster to peel, should he really start wielding it, the earthen fort’s forging chamber might not survive this!

Meng Chuan nodded, he wasn’t planning to wield weapons indoors, but to lift the halberd head to inspect the crescent blade and spear tip.

The large spear tip, formed by three edges converging at an angle, was sharpened intentionally for precision like a pencil point.

When such a tip thrusts outward, all the momentum can be focused into one point, unleashing tremendous piercing power.

The double-eared crescent blades beneath the spear tip were not only exceptionally sharp, but the ends were also hooked.

This design allows, during weapon clashes, the crescent blades to block while flipping the halberd, causing the hooked ends to trap the opponent’s weapon easily, disarming them like a vise.

Meanwhile, the arcs of the crescent blades on both sides are also just right.

When slashing downward, they follow the force to slice in, much easier than hacking with a heavy machete.

Long spears can only thrust and not slash, while machetes can slash but cannot focus force into a point to penetrate.

This halberd head, with the crescent blade and spear tip, combines the advantages of both, allowing Meng Chuan to achieve excellent martial prowess approaching the unity of man and weapon – he was very satisfied!

Carrying the great halberd, Meng Chuan took the lead and stepped out of the earthen fort, with two people closely following behind.

Despite the drizzling rain, the halberd shaft still reflected a faint, profound light.

Made from bat-wing dragon bones mixed with meteorite iron, it was tempered a thousand times to reveal its true color.

It was specifically requested by Meng Chuan, needing no paint or extravagant designs, just a plain black staff!

Of course, while the halberd shaft is basic, the head is anything but.

A cold gleam serpentined up the shaft, the tail feathers of Ying Zhao entwining the neck like black scales.

Whoosh whoosh——

Spinning a circle, the tail feathers easily cut through the air, emitting a chilling eagle’s cry to disrupt enemies.

Further up, eagle claws turned into crescent blades.

The eagle neck high and proud, the long beak spewed out the spearhead, radiating the majesty of an overlord, intimidating all around.

Fierce, domineering!

Meng Chuan was very pleased!

Looking at the great halberd, he was so fond of it, his whole body filled with energy.

At this moment, he had no other thought, just wanted to fiercely swing the halberd!

To wreak havoc on the heavens!

Meng Chuan joyously stepped forward, disappearing into the clouds.

The great halberd was solidly made, without a wooden core inside iron, thus greatly relying on arm strength.

Though wielding it felt like extending the body, harmonizing with the mind, the weight was very real, and Meng Chuan still found it quite heavy lifting it with one hand.

He had thought his strength strong enough but was ultimately overshadowed by this formidable fourth-grade Divine Weapon halberd...

Of course, no normal person would use a fifty-ton weapon...

The figure slowly liberated to five meters, power rising from the body.

Both arms flexed to exert force, muscles tangled and drawn taut like harp strings, a faint jade glow suddenly surrounded him.

Driving with his wrist, twisting the great halberd, fiercely slashing towards Erlang Mountain’s peak through the clouds.

Boom!

The halberd hadn’t landed, but the cloud layers were already hit hard. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The long wind roared, tearing apart the cloud masses, as the giant crescent power released backward.

Thunder True Qi exploded along with the fall of the crescent blades!

The rainy road was slippery.

People living by Erlang Mountain slogged slowly, gazing at the raining sky, and caught something out of the corner of their eye, their pupils shrinking in horror.

A thunderous explosion erupted nearby, with a storm tearing sky and earth apart.

In the semi-sky of the mountain’s peak, lightning crisscrossed; an impossibly large dark shadow stood upon the clouds.

The shadow abruptly appeared, vanished in a blink, rubbing their eyes, they saw the shadow rise like a mad dragon, and following were terrifying blasts ripping towards the ground!

Whoosh——

People around the mountain hesitated to move forward, whether going uphill or downhill, instinctively fearing the shadow in the sky.

"Spring rain continuous, is it the Dragon King himself intervening, moving clouds and summoning rain?"

"There’s no such cloud and rain moving like this..."

A martial artist pulled back their hood, squinting hard to see.

It took a good while before an inadvertently passing gust stung his face, snapping him back to reality.

He tensed up, glancing around:

"Stop speculating, it’s the grand master of the Yang Family practicing with great joy today."