Late at night, the noisy small courtyard quieted down. Steelmaking is extremely exhausting, even the Wild Witches have dark circles under their eyes, let alone the Power Witches. Now, no matter how energetic the Power Witches are, they fall asleep as soon as they hit the pillow. Only feasting and sleeping can replenish the energy spent during the day.
Wei Yuan brightened the lampwick, spread out Jade Paper, and felt the Heavenly Dao above. At this moment, the tribulation clouds had gathered, but were continuously dispersed by an invisible, terrifying force, repeating endlessly, yet never forming a genuine Heavenly Tribulation.
"It's truly an unreasonable strength…" Wei Yuan sighed, then pondered over the blank Jade Paper.
Lately, his thoughts had become increasingly profound, and it was no longer just to persuade the Melted Dragon but to truly think from the perspectives of heaven and earth, of all living beings, from history, and from time.
