At dawn, golden sunlight pierced the morning mist over Taichu Sanctuary Valley.
Beneath the rolling green hills, the nine liberated Earth-Dragon Spirit Veins pulsed with vibrant, steady power.
The subterranean roaring that had shaken the mountains during the previous day’s breakthrough had smoothed into a deep, rhythmic hum.
Pure spiritual energy rose from the fertile soil, forming ribbons of sparkling mist that hovered over the grass.
In the valley’s southern basin, a breathtaking spectacle of rapid construction was underway.
Master Lu Jian stood atop a mobile array tower, blowing an iron whistle as thirty pneumatic cranes hoisted massive star-iron beams into the sky.
Beside him, two hundred master array craftsmen, newly recruited from provincial guilds, laid precision-cut jade-slate foundations with synchronized spell-matrices.
Tang Xiaomi was running back and forth between three automated talisman stamping rigs, her fingers covered in red array ink.
