"Finally, all the refinement is done."
In the Half Mountain Small Courtyard, Lu Qing looked at the various magic pillars before him, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his face showed a smile.
Even with his strong Divine Soul Power, after consecutively refining many items for setting up arrays over several days, he still felt his Heart and Spirit were exhausted.
Fortunately, under this intense continuous refinement, he also felt that his Heart and Spirit had been greatly tempered.
His use of Divine Soul Power had become much more exquisite, which was considered a harvest.
With a wave of his hand, the magic pillars on the ground once again took flight, turning into streaks of light.
Most of the magic pillars fell towards Jiuli Village below, and the rest landed around the small mountain where the Half Mountain Small Courtyard was located, sinking into the ground.
The seventy-two magic pillars sank into the ground, echoing the previous thirty-six pillars.
