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From the sky, from beneath the water, countless swords swiftly swept towards Sword Belly Mountain, and as they gradually formed into a sufficiently massive array, a majestic slowness was revealed.
On a larger scale, it was as if clouds composed of swords were leisurely swirling around the mountain.
Inside Sword Belly Mountain, the masters of the Five Peaks watched breathlessly as numerous swords rose from the streambed, probed out from the mountainside, old and new, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands... progressively filling the entire cavernous belly of the mountain, the hundred-mile Kongdong, the accumulation of twenty years.
They revolved slowly around the mountain in a uniform and beautiful rhythm. The swords in the lead began to coalesce, with newly arrived swords continuously joining in. Gradually, an immense shape began to emerge, swirling around the silhouette atop the stone platform.