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Qin Shi Huang's legacy, the Black Iron Armor.
An absurd armor made entirely of Ten Thousand Year Cold Iron.
The weight of the metal was light, and even Formless Aura couldn't penetrate it. As armor meant to protect an emperor, there wasn't even a single gap.
When Zhou Xuchuan asked Gan Yezi about its weakness, the blacksmith had replied, “I don't know.”
Even if he was the best blacksmith in the South Sea, Gan Yezi had no way of knowing anything about the legendary artifact.
Perhaps if he had the chance to examine it directly, things would be different—but for that to happen, Destructive Soldier had to be defeated.
If the Black Iron Armor's ability is to disperse the enemy's aura, then all I have to do is block the space in which the qi can escape when it disperses. It might not work… but it’s better than doing nothing.
If one's strength was lacking, then one could decide the outcome with numbers.
Whether it was the Poison Demon, the Blood Monk, or the Ominous Demon, they were all the same.
Even Great Demon Heads who stirred up the entirety of the murim were eventually forced to flee after being accused of being an enemy of the public.
There was no such thing as Righteous and Evil when it came to a mob attack.
That was the solution he had come up with.
Zhou Xuchuan mobilized the labor force that had built the Lake and Earth Formation, the power of the Valley of Phantoms.
I prepared this to make sure we secure the win.
The Potala Palace, the Lake and Earth Formation,...
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