The Third-Ring Dragon-Vein construction site was lit by hundreds of high-powered industrial floodlights, turning midnight into blazing noon.
Ten thousand workers from Tangshan, wearing clean blue hard hats and thick insulated work suits, moved across the five-square-kilometer parcel with clockwork precision. Heavy diesel cranes swung through the dark sky, lowering fifty-ton pre-cast steel modular floor frames into place with rhythmic hydraulic groans.
Beside the central excavation pit, fifty powerful martial artists stood in loose dark training robes, defying the freezing northern wind.
They were Righteous Martial Grandmasters sent from Jiangnan by Grandmaster Huo Zhen of the Jiangnan Martial Alliance.
Their leader was Master Yan, a veteran martial grandmaster with silver hair and knuckles as thick as walnuts. Alongside Tie Niu, these fifty grandmasters did not need pile-driving diesel hammers.
They channeled their deep internal martial qi into the soles of their feet and the palms of their hands.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
With every synchronized downward palm strike, fifty-ton steel foundation pilings were driven twenty meters deep into the solid granite bedrock with thunderous concussive force.
