"Weapon?"
At dusk.
Yun Dian, Biji Mountain.
An elderly man, frail and weathered, was climbing the steps alongside a figure shrouded in mist, whose appearance was indistinct.
"Yes, weapon, a powerful weapon."
The figure, cloaked in black mist and whose appearance was unclear, nodded gently, his voice slightly sharp: "I think you need to pay attention, so I wanted to tell you."
"Attention? … Where do you think advanced weapons came from?"
The old man suddenly chuckled softly at these words, gazing towards the approaching mountain top: "You think Kunlun and that clueless Luo Mountain could create it? Don't dream, it's the crystallization created by everyone in the Empowerer circle.
