Li Xijun had remained on the peak for several months as the formation on the lake gradually neared completion. He sat within the hall, reading the Law of the Sexagenary Cycle Sword Manual while Li Qinghong sat with her eyes closed in silent concentration. She was holding the Sixfold Profound Thunder Punishment Tokens in meditation.0

She had long since refined these six silver command tokens. Their six streaks of silver radiance had merged into one, forming a misty silver halo in her palm. Thunder rumbled faintly within them, giving them an aura of profound mystery.1

The Sixfold Profound Thunder Punishment Tokens were excellent dharma artifacts, but they hailed from a bygone era, when spell arts still retained elements of formation techniques and shamanic arts. Li Qinghong had limited innate talent in either path, making her study of them quite arduous.0

But she was never one to shy from difficulty. She simply held the token and focused her spirit.0

On the other side, Li Ximing sipped from a teacup while flipping through a pill manual. Aside from one line of inheritance...1