The Intent of a Hundred Weapons gathered the artistic concept of every weapon within it. It represented the ultimate pinnacle of weaponry.
One had to know that ordinary people simply could not comprehend the intents of so many weapons. Only those who possessed the Hundred Soldier Body could accomplish it with ease.
Endless weapon intent gathered in the sky.
It was difficult to imagine just how powerful such a force was.
As more and more weapon intents converged, the intent of the weapons overhead grew increasingly vast and majestic.
It was as though it intended to punch a hole straight through the heavens.
Seeing this formation, Gong Yun'er smiled faintly and finally became serious.
The Four Forms Seal in her hand formed seals once more, and four different marks slowly floated out from her palm.
Immediately afterward, she clapped her hands together, and more and more Four Forms Seals surged forth.
These marks fused into the domain, making its power increasingly stronger, while the oppressive pressure within it also grew heavier and heavier.
When the Intent of a Hundred Weapons in Li Mubai's hand gathered to its limit, a bang rang out, and the imprisoned space surrounding them finally could no longer withstand the force, shattering apart.
"Kill!" Li Mubai's entire body radiated sharpness, as though he himself were a bloodthirsty divine weapon.
The vast power gathered above his head slashed down with overwhelming force.
Even the imprisoned void along its path was torn apart, fully displaying the might of this power.
"Good!" Gong Yun'er snorted coldly.
The domain of the Four Forms Seal unfolded, with countless identical sets of four marks floating within it.
The domain's power spread out, crushing the imprisoned void apart as well.
When the Intent of a Hundred Weapons collided with the domain, everyone felt