Song Zhong flew deeper into the mountain gate. In less than half the time it took to burn half an incense stick, densely packed, damaged great arrays appeared ahead.
"As expected of a force dedicated to studying arrays. Even the Piaomiao Sect doesn't have this many great arrays."
Song Zhong glanced at them and continued flying forward.
But the next moment, he discovered that he seemed to have been teleported. In an instant, he had returned to the place where he had first arrived in this Great Thousand World—the mountain gate.
He was completely dumbfounded.
"No, those arrays are all damaged. They don't look like they have any Immortal Qi left at all. How are they still working?
"And what was this force thinking, placing so many Teleportation Arrays inside its own mountain gate?"
The moment Song Zhong's voice fell, a proud voice rang out. "Who said the Immortal Qi in those great arrays had completely dissipated? The Immortal Qi was merely stored away through a special method. Even if the arrays look damaged, they can still exert their power.
"This is definitely a foremost great sect that cultivates array formations. Its arrays are even far stronger than those of any force I have seen before!"
There was a cultivator here. Song Zhong's expression changed. Any cultivator encountered here was probably at least a Half-Step True Monarch. Did that mean he...
He abruptly turned his head to look.
On the other side of the mountain gate, outside it, stood a cultivator.
Which Demon Race was this cultivator from?
After Song Zhong clearly saw the demon cultivator's appearance, he froze slightly.
This cultivator looked human, but a pair of antler-like feelers grew from his forehead.
A cultivator of the Deer Demon Clan?
But there were also two small scales on either