All the fate masters stared at the scene in shock.
The phantom transformed into a clearing among the mountains, where a grand formation had been laid. Judging from its formation patterns, the cultivators from the dawn of heaven and earth clearly understood cultivation less deeply than cultivators today. Their formation looked simple; its purpose was plainly to prevent their auras from leaking out.
Time flowed swiftly within the origin-tracing formation.
Within the phantom, they could see cultivators from the dawn of heaven and earth setting up forging platforms in the middle of the clearing. Soon, the clearing became a land of molten lava. The cultivators belonged to ancient races, and they were undoubtedly all artifact refiners.
At last, they saw the man leading them. No sound could be heard through the formation, so they could only guess from the cultivators' lips that they called their lean leader "Aba."
The artifact refiners' craftsmanship was crude, but their magical power and physical strength far surpassed those of present-day cultivators.
More than a hundred years passed before they finally completed the initial form of the Bronze Gate.
"They're forging the Bronze Gate!"
"These cultivators from the dawn of heaven and earth spent over a hundred years building the Bronze Gate. These materials... heavens, second-grade materials for forging a magical treasure? Quenching a single piece of material would take a hundred years!"
"All these materials are meant to prevent auras from leaking out. What kind of treasure could possibly require such precious materials?!!"
"You should be asking who could command so many experts. Our ancestors had a hard road cultivating when heaven and earth first opened. None of these people reached their level easily. Think about it—they were the elite of that age, and they came from all sorts of races!"
Amid the discussions