"Junior Li Chengjun pays respects to True Lord Zixu."
Song Changsheng stood up and carefully looked over the man before him. He wore a short silver-moon robe, stood eight chi tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Handsome and otherworldly, his sharply defined face bore a gentle smile. He was a spirited young man, yet before reaching a hundred years of age, he had already attained Purple Mansion Great Perfection.
Such innate talent was rare even at the Array Dao Academy, where geniuses abounded. Placed within a Golden Core force, or even a Nascent Soul force, he would be considered among the very best.
According to True Monarch Yingyue, the man before him was also a Fourth-Tier Low Grade Array Master. Among cultivators of his generation at the Array Dao Academy, his attainments in the Formation Dao were enough to place him in the First Echelon.
Yet such a person was merely an experiment today.
Seeing him, Song Changsheng seemed to see his former self—nearly the same age, nearly the same cultivation. The only difference was that their births were as far apart as heaven and earth.
He could not help asking, "Although the Engraving Arrays with the Body technique I cultivate has undergone many refinements, it still has countless flaws. Not only is it exceptionally difficult to cultivate, but the slightest misstep may place your life in danger. To this day, not a second person has successfully cultivated it. Are you certain you wish to follow me in cultivating it?
"You have a bright future ahead of you. There is no need for you to risk your life here. It is not too late to withdraw. I will personally explain the situation to True Monarch Yingyue."
Upon hearing Song Changsheng's attempt to dissuade him, Li Chengjun showed no