At this moment, the stunning woman with an extraordinary presence and god-level strength did not deliberately exude the oppressive aura of one looking down upon all living things.
Her eyes curved into crescents, her temperament gentle and captivating, her gaze filled with a maiden's excitement and anticipation...
"Prismatic Divine Dragon Armor is finally almost done being forged into Battle Armor~!"
"Hehehe~! Once I give this one-of-a-kind gift to Brother Mo Yu, he'll definitely be so moved he won't know what to do~!"
The woman in the pale plain dress curled her lips as she gazed at the Battle Armor that was about to take shape. Brimming with delight, she murmured to herself, "Hehehe~ Although we're good sisters, Qiu'er, I won't yield to you in this matter~!"
The woman in the pale plain dress proudly raised her head and gave a playful huff, concealing a small desire to win in her heart.
Yet her hands never stopped moving. As her fair jade-like hands danced, streams of pure divine power transformed into a massive hammer and violently pounded the Prismatic Divine Dragon Armor before her!
Each strike was fierce and forceful, brimming with raw violence, forming a stark contrast with the woman's gentle appearance!
Just as the Battle Armor was about to take shape, an unknown change suddenly occurred around her...
The woman in the pale plain dress, who was forging it, suddenly stiffened. Her delicate brows drew together, and surprise appeared on her breathtaking face.
"Is this... Brother Mo Yu's Divine Core aura?"
This was the most critical step in forming the Battle Armor, and the woman in the pale plain dress could not withdraw. She could only cautiously split off a thread of divine consciousness and try to locate Qin Moyu...
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