Cold Abyss Valley
In the heart of the volcano, Qin Xuan stood wielding a Black Gold Heavy Hammer, repeatedly striking a piece of crystalline Cold Star Iron Essence.
Over a dozen young men and women watched from a distance under the protection of two middle-aged men, not daring to approach.
CRACKLE!
Sparks flew as the Earth Lung Poison Fire burned fiercely.
"Runjiang, bring them a little closer. Watch carefully. Don't probe recklessly with your Divine Sense; feel the flow of Spiritual Power with your heart!"
Qin Xuan's voice was not loud, yet it clearly penetrated the multiple layers of Arrays.
It reached the ears of several nervous yet excited youths nearby.
The middle-aged man in the lead, Wang Runjiang, who was already at the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer, heard this and immediately responded with respect.
"Yes, I will obey the Old Ancestor's command!"
