Within the Black Abyss Rift.
Fang Mo's dragon pupils appeared once more, sweeping over heaven and earth as he sensed the shifts in energy between them.
"Just as I thought—there's the scent of array arts!"
A mocking smile appeared on his face. As a peak fourth-grade array master, and with the dragon pupils of the Eight Desolations Ancestral Dragon, while he could not claim to see through every illusion, he could naturally see the flow of energy throughout heaven and earth and perceive forces that did not arise naturally from the Heavenly Dao. He naturally understood that array arts were at work.
In other words, someone had done this deliberately!
"A bunch of petty villains!"
Mockery flashed through Fang Mo's eyes. He roughly knew who they were.
They could be none other than the Jihuang Sword Palace, Sword Soul Sect, Nine Mandarin Duck Mountain, and the Celestial Wolf Clan. Unable to deal with him openly, they had resorted to underhanded tricks, trapping Han Li and the others, certain that he would come to rescue them.
Unfortunately, they had misjudged his strength.
He did not agree with the attitude of the Tianli Sect's Heavenly Venerates. Star River Heavenly Venerate had always kept the crisis of the Yin Ruins in mind, yielding and compromising at every turn in the hope of forming an alliance to resist the evil aberrations together.
But did he not know that such an alliance had no loyalty and lacked sufficient resilience?
Once problems arose or the losses became too great, those forces would surely find ways to preserve their own strength instead, leaving the Tianli Sect in danger.
That also explained why, during the great war against the Mechanical Empire, the Tianli Sect had suffered the greatest losses, declining for over ten thousand years and allowing the