Duan Yun withdrew his sword, and Dharma Image followed suit.
Finally, both parties took a glance at each other. Duan Yun nodded, and the newly formed, almost tangible Great Thunder Dharma Image gradually receded into his body.
In Feng Ling'er's eyes, Duan Yun seemed to have completed a unification with the Dharma Image.
For some reason, a hint of bitterness unexpectedly arose in her heart.
Why am I feeling this way?
Could it be that even I am jealous of the Dharma Image?
At this time, the entire palace was in ruins.
The originally seamless metal structure now appeared as if it had been kneaded by invisible giant hands, already warped and misshapen, with cracks appearing in many places.
Duan Yun couldn't help but feel a sense of pity.
Though this place was bizarre and eerie, this almost seamless metal palace truly could be considered a rare masterpiece of exquisite art.
