Break the Record

Without hesitation, Feng Wu sat down, crossed her legs, and suppressed her restless spiritual essence as she controlled the abnormal flame.

Her head was dizzy, she was in pain, and she felt awful.

Feng Wu felt as if she was going to explode. Her spiritual essence was running wild inside her and threatening to break free.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

105!

106!

107!

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The hammering was like a thunderstorm!

Right now, the entire mountain was shaking.

There were quite a few people in the Rong manor, and they all looked worried, especially the old steward.

Looking up at the sky, Yuan clung tighter to a pillar and asked the old steward, "Sir, has this happened before?"

The old steward looked conflicted as he shook his head. "Nothing like this has ever happened when the master forged weapons…"