The Uprising of Sword Mountain, the Greatest Crisis

"A pile of scrap metal. Just because he's good at refining pills doesn't mean that he's good at refining weapons. Is he lo deliberately looking for trouble?"

"Sigh, is that it? I can already guess what he's trying to refine."

"I already said it's a waste of time, yet he still insisted on participating in the competition. This is great, this is simply embarrassing. I think everyone should disperse. There's nothing to see from now on."

Everyone mocked and ridiculed him, but Gu Xi stared at the sword in his hand in a daze, as if he could not hear them.

Ou Yechen and Wang Dazhu looked at each other. It seemed that they were really wrong and were just about to leave.

However, the sky suddenly darkened, and a strong wind suddenly rose. Everyone raised their heads to look at the sky, and a powerful pressure pressed down on them. It was as if the sky itself could not withstand it, and it felt like it was about to collapse at any moment.