Ouyang Zehui fell silent.
Zhuang Lingyun had a fiery temper and was far too good at verbally tearing into people.
If they so much as disagreed, she might even use Little Match to blow him up.
Ling Fei and the others made a round of the Heavenly King Mountain Range and found that, just as Ouyang Zehui had said, there were no ambushes.
"Now that's unexpected. Did the sun rise in the west?"
Jia Yu glanced at Ouyang Zehui, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "After being ambushed so many times, it's only natural to want to turn the tables for once. But there wasn't even an ambush."
Ling Fei swept his gaze over the Heavenly King Mountain Range once more. After confirming there were no ambushes, he looked at Ouyang Zehui and said, "Then this is where we'll fight the decisive battle. As for the time... let's set it for three days from now!"
Ouyang Zehui gave a slight nod.
Just as the three were about to leave, Ouyang Zehui suddenly rose to his feet, smiling. "Leaving in such a hurry, all three of you?"
As he spoke, hundreds of thousands of formation patterns abruptly burst from his body, forming one great array after another. They blotted out the sky and sun, wrapping the Heavenly King Mountain Range in layer upon layer of formations!
The sudden turn of events left the three of them stunned.
Staring at Ouyang Zehui, they finally understood: there really had been an ambush in the Heavenly King Mountain Range, but it wasn't hidden within the range. It was hidden inside Ouyang Zehui, right before their eyes!
He had guessed that someone would come to survey the battlefield, and that person would most likely be Ling Fei. So he had deliberately waited here, pretending to let