he people of China, strength determines everything. Without sufficient cultivation, all techniques are futile."Chimu Xiaojiro was secretly alarmed. The opponent's endless martial arts skills were simp...Looking at the flickering light, Wen Ding's beard quivered with disbelief.

How did he do it How could he have done it

"Refining and fusing, tempering the gaseous state, quenching into shape, how did he achieve this in such a short time"

The old man was like possessed, repeating these few sentences over and over again.

Zhao Chengqi was also quite shocked, but compared to Wen Ding, he was much calmer.

"Don't be too surprised, brother. After all, this is only a first-order artifact. The level of refinement is relatively low, and the materials used are all the most basic ones. It's understandable that it's faster."ed when a flash of white light appeared, and a worm, like a silkworm but slightly larger, appeared in front of him. It then burrowed into his mouth."Uh..."He suddenly felt a wave of nausea, his scalp...