A vast layer of earth thirty miles across and roughly two miles thick sank downward. This was the core of the formation Ancestor Gu Liang had laid out. Within it were the two treasures, the Zi Wu Magnetic Mountain and the Two Forms Circle, as well as the most crucial talismans, formation disks, and the like.
Because everything had been arranged beforehand, halfway through its descent, under the dual effects of the earthcore primordial magnetism and the formation, this layer of earth had already fused indistinguishably with the surrounding soil and rock. It was as though the land had turned into seawater; the cavity left by its displacement was naturally pressed shut and flooded by vast amounts of surrounding earth and stone, filling the gap. From the surface, nothing much could be seen.
Song Gongyuan and the others guarded it with utmost caution, yet they had no choice but to stay farther away from the earth layer. Otherwise, the fully formed magnetic-light killing field might suck them in at any moment and grind them into pulp.
Even they were in such a state. The Xuan Huang Killing Sword within the magnetic-light killing field, along with Yu Ci's false body shell, were likely enduring pressure a thousand times greater.
Some began to wonder whether, in such an environment, even cold iron forged a thousand times could be melted into iron slurry. Could the Xuan Huang Killing Sword truly withstand it?
The truth was that the Xuan Huang Killing Sword had endured. This sword truly deserved to be an ultimate sword weapon that had competed for the throne of "number one killing sword" for more than ten calamities. The power of the magnetic-light killing field could not shake its structure, at most serving to bind it.
By comparison, Yu Ci's avatar shell