A new work from the author of 'My Senior Brother is Too Steady', welcome to enjoy it! ------- [Science Fiction Apocalypse Setting + Alone Cultivation Protagonist, Not a Mindless Feel-Good Story] This is a shattered world where human civilization barely gasps for air on a planet ravaged by the Blade Beast catastrophe, the flame of civilization in underground fortresses flickers intermittently, and human elites in space are brewing a final plan to strike back at the Blade Beasts, but the future of humanity is dimly lit by fading stars… "So," a Mahayana Realm expert, who after cultivating alone for one hundred and twenty-five years failed his tribulation and became a Residual Soul in this 'peculiar' world, sighed deeply as he looked up to the sky: "What the hell does this have to do with me?!"
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The day after the Fortress defense battle.
At dusk;
Expanded Zone C outside Fortress 76 in the Middle Ages Basin.
The rhythmic sounds of blacksmithing once again echoed from Lingtong's temporary supply station.
Diligent Daoist Wang had finished this round of cultivation, taking a firm great stride towards the middle phase of the Gathering Spirit Realm.
At present, he was not short of Crystal Cores, only needing to continuously enhance his Spiritual Sense, consolidate his soul, and temper his Dao Body. In less than half a month, he would be able to reach the middle phase of the Gathering Spirit Realm!
Under current conditions, the best way to temper the Dao Body was naturally...
Blacksmithing.
Two furnaces, taller than a man, blazed fiercely as the thick iron anvils and large hammers, produced by high-precision machine tools, hammered out a sword embryo.