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At the mention of An Fuqing, the three of them turned to look at the girl who had made it to 2,300 meters.
Compared to Gabriella and the others, who had been stuck at the 2,700-meter mark for nearly half an hour, An Fuqing was progressing more slowly. She would stop for nearly thirty minutes at each checkpoint.
Yet, for some reason, everyone had the sense that she was moving effortlessly.
In a micro-world within the path to divinity, stone peaks dozens to hundreds of meters tall rose from the ground, standing as straight and sharp as swords.
Atop a two-hundred-meter-high stone peak, An Fuqing sat cross-legged, surrounded by four light bands formed from flying swords. The intertwined sword qi surged and crackled around her.
The length of each battle sword had shrunk from 2 meters to just 1.2, becoming slender and sharp, as their forms underwent significant transformations.
The sword infused with the Disillusionment sword will was now a crystalline red, with a faint, dreamlike red glow shimmering across its surface, casting vast swaths of red light as it flew.
The sword carrying the Spatial Tear sword will had become entirely pitch-black, with one side of its blade honed to a razor edge and the other lined with jagged serrations, exuding a palpable sense of danger.
The sword fused with the Wind Spirit...
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