Glory of the Dead End!
編輯: Henyee Translations
When the brilliance of the three primeval swords tore apart the sky and awed the entire field, making the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators waver and retreat, Qi Zhongdao was as stable as a mountain. He merely shook his broad sleeve again. Another streak of silver brilliance shot out and expanded into a piece of enormous magical equipment more than ten meters in diameter!
The body of the magical equipment was a giant, round, translucent ball that seemed to be filled with half-transparent fluids inside. The arts of metal polishing and craft as demonstrated in the artifact were incredible. It was an absolutely perfect sphere. Even when Li Yao maximized his eyesight, making his eyes almost equal to a microscope, he could not find an error of one tenth the width of a hair on the magical equipment!
Outside of the main ball, six circular, interconnected rails were swirling quickly with the ball at the center.