"Excellent, this is the South Heavenly Gate Plan!"
Qin Feng nodded and looked up as well.
In the forbidden grounds of Immortal Casting Peak, a gigantic steel monster lay dormant. Its enormous frame radiated an overwhelming sense of oppression. Forget people—even a Kunpeng would look like a pitiful little KunKun beside it.
Tens of thousands of Immortal Casting Peak disciples were hard at work around the behemoth.
"Gulp!"
Xiao Bai swallowed and asked, "Can this giant really fly?!"
"Of course!"
Qin Feng replied confidently, "It may look completely motionless now, but once we activate it, it'll become an airborne fortress that never falls. Forget Lingxiao Palace and God of War Hall's frenzied expansion over the past century—even if they multiplied their elite armies a hundredfold, they still wouldn't be enough for it to reap."
"Th-that's incredible!"
Xiao Bai's mouth fell open in shock, and for a long time, he couldn't close it.
"Junior Brother Qin, you're out of seclusion!"
The disciples nearby spotted Qin Feng and greeted him warmly.
Ever since the South Heavenly Gate Plan began, Qin Feng had hardly shown up for work. In fact, the Fourth Elder had to issue a strict order just to get him to come in. Still, there was no denying that the top spot on the Weapon Cultivation Talent Ranking belonged to the top spot.
Whenever they ran into a technical bottleneck they couldn't overcome, Qin Feng could help them break through it in no time. He could also identify all sorts of hidden problems and offer expert technical guidance.
Over time...
His expertise had won them over, and they genuinely admired him.
"That's right!"
Qin Feng smiled and greeted everyone, then went to ask the Fourth Elder for leave.
Before long—
Qin Feng arrived at a palace.
Blueprints covered every inch