Nineteen Peaks, among which eighteen peaks corresponded to the eighteen kinds of traditional weaponry. The last peak, seen from afar, resembled a fist; viewed from the side, it looked like a palm, corresponding to the fists and feet of the human body.
At the moment when the Wall of Fate completely separated, the masters who had been waiting on the periphery leaped out one after another, their movements swift as flashes of lightning crisscrossing the sky.
Some landed on Heavenly Sword Peak, others on Sky Saber Peak, and many on Divine Martial Peak and Divine Spear Peak, and so on. Yet in places like Sky Axe Peak and Divine Halberd Peak, the numbers dropped geometrically.
Compared with swords, knives, and fists, clearly, there were far fewer people skilled with niche and hidden weapons.
