The six who knew the Kaoshan Sect's ways, Nangong Wentian and the others, said no more. They immediately scattered, heading for six different directions around the Huang Fortress and burying the Formation Disks underground one by one.
After the six had left, Ling Fei silently took out another hundred thousand Formation Disks and buried them all beneath his feet.
That sight nearly broke the Ghost Phoenix Race Ancient Ancestor and the others. Enraged, they immediately pierced through Ling Fei's defenses with their senses, wanting to see how many more he had yet to take out.
They hadn't looked before, and now they were stunned!
Ling Fei's Purple Mansion Grotto-Heaven was packed with Formation Disks. He still had plenty left!
"This is cheating!"
The Giant Demon Race Ancient Ancestor shouted coldly, unable to sit still.
Ling Fei had been right about one thing: give a Formation Array Master enough time, and he really could accomplish what cultivators of the same realm couldn't!
He could create a miracle!
"They're all Quasi-Immortal Emperor-level items. How is that cheating? You never said we couldn't bring them, did you?" Emperor Lord's voice rang out.
The Giant Demon Race Ancient Ancestor fell silent.
"Show some of the bearing befitting your status as venerable seniors. This is nothing but a bit of horseplay by a Quasi-Immortal Emperor junior. Don't disgrace yourselves," Emperor Lord warned.
"What are you, to presume to tell me what to do?" the Giant Demon Race Ancient Ancestor snapped, deeply displeased with Emperor Lord's tone.
"Your temper is bigger than your strength."
Emperor Lord gave a derisive laugh. "If your talent were as great as your temper, you wouldn't still be stuck at the Third Step."
The Giant Demon Race Ancient Ancestor opened his mouth, seething with rage.
The Sea Race Progenitor gave a