Jiang Li waved his hand, and a streak of sword light broke through the rock layers, flying into his grasp.
The form of the Great Circle Sword merged into his body, and from it, the Cloud Pattern Ancient Sword fell, now held in his hand.
"Sky Cluster Cloud Sword?"
Jiang Li was about to closely examine the sword when the mountain under his feet began to disintegrate, rapidly turning ethereal. In just a few breaths, the five peaks that had stood there were gone, leaving only Jiang Li suspended in the air.
The Five Finger Mountain had disappeared before it completely collapsed.
'This... I had thought that during this time, due to the cycle of the Five Elements, the Five Finger Mountain had gathered soil and become real mountains, but it seems they were still illusory.'
Jiang Li looked down at the now empty expanse of ground, his thoughts fluctuating.
