Artificial Angler

"Ten Thousand Nations Pay Homage," a gold-grade building, was not a building that excelled at defense. In fact, it had nothing to do with defense at all. It was just a banquet hall.

How much defense could anyone expect from a banquet hall?

But...

It was a gold-grade building, after all.

Ordinary people still found it hard to damage.

Then Jiu Wu rushed over, stripped off his clothes, took a deep breath, and roared as he punched the wall!

Boom!!

The earth shook and the mountains trembled.

Even the ground quivered faintly.

Strange entities already excelled at close combat, and Doppelganger Wraiths were even better at it. With cultivation approaching that of a Wraith Saint, bolstered by his Dark Sacred Physique, his punch sent a piercing sonic boom ringing through the banquet hall.

The shock waves were clearly visible.

A hole appeared in the banquet hall's wall, which stood nearly a hundred meters tall.

"Domain Lord, will this do?"

Jiu Wu turned toward the Domain Lord in excitement. He had never imagined he could contribute to something as sophisticated as building research. But...

After a long, expressionless silence, Chen Fan and the others huddled together again and began whispering.

"We can't damage it like this. Everything's destroyed. There's nothing left to see."

"The scenery in the windows disappeared instantly, and the patterns on the ceiling stopped moving at once. It's as if that punch destroyed the building's operational core."

"The demolition was too rough."

"We have to take it apart carefully, unwinding the silk from a cocoon, layer by layer."

"But we don't seem to have any way to do work that delicate. The mechanical arms in Heavenly Works aren't capable of such precise operations." "Unless... unless we slow the construction process as much as possible, watch the paths of