It was not long before everything within a radius of three hundred feet, centered around Han Muye and the War Beast, was entirely cleared.
A team of Zhenyue Guards from the Lu family stood in formation to guard the perimeter, with the Lu family patriarch and two elders overseeing the situation.
On the plaza, although other blacksmiths were fully committed to repairing the War Puppet Warriors, their thoughts were all drifting toward Han Muye.
Repair the Eternal Pagoda War Beast, was it possible?
There couldn't possibly be such a person in the world.
Unless the lord of the Ancient Beast Heavenly Gate was reborn.
After sitting still for ten days, Han Muye stood up and took steps toward the War Beast in front of him.
His eight-foot-tall frame looked like an ant in front of the thirty-foot War Beast.
Yet, when he stood before the War Beast, it seemed as if he possessed a majestic presence that could match the beast's.
"Buzz—"
Han Muye slapped his hand upon the War Beast.
