An ordinary person might not encounter an exceptionally powerful earthquake even once in a lifetime. When the earth grew enraged, splitting open trenches and burying the bones of all living things, such might of heaven and earth was simply beyond human resistance.
At this moment, a violent upheaval comparable to a magnitude-twelve earthquake erupted beneath Kang Yuan and the other experts' feet. No matter how steady their stances were, when the earth shook, the soil cracked, and boulders shifted, it was difficult to remain upright.
"Hiss, this has stirred the Earth Vein Dragon Qi. That sword truly is something extraordinary, but could there be an accident?"
These experts had never doubted Fanputi's skill, but they feared he might strike too heavily and truly shatter the Earth Vein Dragon Qi, creating an irreparable disaster.
"It has appeared. Brother Wen, well done."
From beginning to end, Ziyuan had neither worried nor doubted. She had merely waited calmly beside the others. Suddenly, a smile appeared beneath her veil—though it could not be seen, one could still imagine it—brimming with joy as she praised him.
As she spoke, Ziyuan brought her hands, tender as white scallion stalks, together before her chest. In an instant, she formed more than a hundred hand seals. Through regulating her inner breath and circulating qi through her meridians, she briefly separated the primordial spirit within her mud pellet palace from her body and sent it flying beneath the blade-shaped rock.
The dragon qi had erupted. She intended to seize this opportunity to swiftly absorb the Earth Vein Dragon Qi and raise her cultivation and realm. Otherwise, the disturbance here would soon draw a great number of experts. By then, even if they could hold their ground, she would find it difficult to cultivate with complete peace of mind.
"Kang