<h4>Chapter 5648: wed des</h4>
The sky copsed and spatial fabrics shattered. No affinities andws were left untouched due to the sessive strikes...
Finally, the terrible conflict ended with the severing of the great hand. The primordial tree and an endless source of power took down the supreme overlord.
After the final move, a gigantic bone resembling a prison crashed downward and suppressed everything. Silence ensued next on the ravagednd.
“A reversal of the body.” Li Qiye let out a sigh and said after witnessing the conclusion of the battle.
He became aware of everything after the calctions, deciding to delve deeper into the area.
Along the way, he noticed something peculiar and stopped - choosing to jump into an abyss connecting to the core of a crumbling continent.
Within was an immenselyrge canyon. Its size could only be seen after entering. Within were countless swords pinned to the ground; each exuded a terrifying energy. They were pinned in varying angles and depths, seemingly having rained from the sky.
Alternatively, a master swordsman could have discarded his swords here as well, causing them to umte over time.
Upon closer inspection, they all had ws and ipletions. One was only halfway forged, just taking on the shape of a de before being thrust into this ce.
Another was finished but not sharpened. One more had a finished process but the creator didn’t seem to be pleased, deciding to break it into two halves.
With this new information, the sword rain theory didn’t hold up as well as this being the ce for failed products.
This inadvertently created a vast sword aura. Each de already emitted a formidable and chilling aura. However, their resonation with each other made this frightening. All of them came from the same cauldron and creator. Thus, their grand dao was in harmony due to the profound connection.
Although they were considered failed products by the creator, any of them would be considered a divine sword if found in the outside world.
What attracted Li Qiye’s attention was neither the quality of the de nor the formation. He focused on their harmonization and connection.
Unable to reach perfection and abandoned, the swords sensed each other spiritually. The formation would reach an iparable height if they were to achieve a perfect union.
“nk! nk! nk!” He heard metallic nkings deeper into the valley. Each had a unique rhythm, seemingly infusing the grand dao into metal. Anyone would be able to tell that a wondrous creation was being crafted.
During his stroll, the swords sensed the outsider and released their energy. Each ray could cut through gods and sever the stars.
This made it virtually impossible for even emperors and monarchs to cross through.
As for Li Qiye, he could have destroyed the formation or used his aura to stop the attacks. However, he chose a different approach, waving his hand and creating spiritual spring breezes.
Theyforted the swords, seemingly smoothing out their deficiencies and imperfections. This was akin to a crippled person with scars and missing limbs no longer feeling pain.
Thus, they became tranquil and stopped releasing their energy. The rays and auras aiming to strike Li Qiye dissipated into nothingness.
He smiled and continued to cross the valley, eventually reaching an underground world with mountains and forests. This seemed to be a whole other domain.
There existed a cliff withva flowing downward. The source was a mysterious subterranean me with a pronounced texture resembling ss and crystal.
It seemed to possess a physical frame somehow and wielded a power existing during time immemorial. Any alchemist would be shocked to see this type of earth me.
“nk! nk! nk!” The noises came from this ce - a woman hammered her hammer repeatedly. Each strike resonated thunderously with a grand dao.
She looked around thirty and wore in clothes. She had a tall stature without being burly. There was grace in her mighty physique.
She was quite attractive, albeit not exceptionally stunning. Nheless, her features were entuated by the shine of the forge’s me and sunlight.
Powerful yet still graceful - an impablebination to be admired.
Her hair was tied up high with a few strands falling onto her face damp with sweat. She was capable of making strenuousbor look like art. Her grace and bright disposition made her endlessly captivating.