Atop Mount Qinglan, the morning mist had not yet dispersed. Ye Fan stood by the Dragon-Locking Well, his fingertips gently brushing against the Jiuxiao Huanpei at his waist. The patterns around the ring glowed with a warm, golden hue, like amber soaked in the morning light, resonating with the surging power within his Inner World—the lingering aftermath of that chilling aura from the mine three days ago, which was growing increasingly clear as the ritual approached.
"Zhaoyue, is the array core stable?" He turned his head to look to his left.
Lin Zhaoyue was kneeling on one knee, her fingertip pressed against the Blue Stone Slab. Her Primordial Sword was planted obliquely in the ground, sword qi slithering through the stone cracks and making nine dark iron nails hum loudly. Hearing him, she raised her eyes and arched her brows slightly: "With my sword heart anchoring the array, even a Gang Transformation Realm cultivator who forces their way in will be stripped of three layers of skin." Before her voice had faded, the sword tip suddenly burst with starlight, outlining the seventh sword pattern along the edge of the array diagram—the Truth-Breaking sword form she had comprehended last night, designed specifically to shatter sinister illusions.
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