The tens of thousands of universes have merged. The disintegration of Spiritual Force led to the momentous collapse of the great Cultivation World, a mighty era that had endured through millions of years of history. In the wake of the large-scale invasion of the Wilderness, the Avalon of Five Elements has become the practitioners’ last stand. After a thousand years, a lowly youth, who hailed from the Old Territory, toiled as a laborer for three years in the depths of the Wilderness. He then became an exception and obtained the opportunity to enter the Avalon Of Five Elements for further studies. Bearing beast-like fighting capabilities and driven by the desire to take control of his life, the youth strived for greater strength and power. Little did he know that he would set off a majestic upheaval.
The workshop was filled with rising mist. Ai Hui, who was wrapped with the Blood Bandage, was fully focused. His actions were extremely slow—slow to the point that it was unable to detect his movements with the naked eye. However, his body had seamless coordination, as if he was a statue of a mummy that exuded strength and beauty.
The silk was as fine as hair. It was wrapped around the tip of his finger while the other end was immersed in the hot boiler.
Behind Ai Hui was a chunk of completed silk. However, the mist kept rising, and the old man couldn’t discern it clearly. But judging from the number of bundles, it was definitely of considerable length.
What the old man’s eye could see was that its length was already more than three meters.
The old man swallowed hard. With a heart filled with anticipation, he lowered his voice and asked, "How long is it?"
"No idea." Han Yuqin did not spare him a glance. Her gaze was filled with passion as her gaze never left Ai Hui.