ix spirit rings converged simultaneously. The sword tip lightly tapped, landing precisely on the fist that resembled a mountain peak."Jingle jangle jingle jangle..." a series of crisp ringing sounds a...find that standing before him was Yuan En, just like himself, a part-time worker. 。He still looked so ordinary, staring at himself, his eyes burning. 。"A thousand forges make one item, one thousand o...