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"Elders, our great achievement is about to be accomplished. The formation can be broken at any moment."

The cultivator at the Innate Great Perfection from the Changming Sword Sect raised his hand, and a small talisman the size of a nail transformed into a ten-meter-long siege hammer, "The Xuanyin Department within the formation has notable skills. You should rest a bit, replenish your spirits and join in killing the enemy."

With that said, the black and massive siege hammer was pointed at the invisible barrier, ready to shatter it at a moment's touch.

Just at this moment, the stone door of the machine opened, Lu Bei slowly drifted into the air, ignoring the five cultivators from the Changming Sword Sect, his gaze locked on the siege hammer.

"It's ugly, but the domineering body doesn't deny it's a handy weapon. I'll lower my standards a bit—I guess I have a bit of affinity with it."

"Shameless bragging!"