Outside the illusion array.
Master Xu stood beside Zeng Shilin with a smile.
Together, they looked toward the enormous scroll.
If the previous illusion arrays had shown the experiences within from the individual perspective of those who entered them,
then this Thousand-Person Illusion Array was a vast bird's-eye view.
The perspective looked down from high in the sky.
Standing before the enormous azure scroll, Master Xu and Zeng Shilin could clearly see nearly one-tenth of the Myriad Demon Mountain Range.
It stretched without end, as far as the eye could see.
Legend had it that after Great God Dragon Ancestor dispersed his body in ancient times, his spine had transformed into a mountain range tens of thousands of miles long.
Even seeing merely one-eleventh of it was enough to leave one's spirit shaken.
"Four hundred and seventy-three people."
"They have all integrated into the army now."
Before Zeng Shilin lay a sand table formed from Golden Vast Righteous Qi.
He stared at the army before him, contemplation in his eyes.
"There are twenty-one peaks in the southern part of the Myriad Demon Mountain Range."
"Centered around Qinghai Bay, these twenty-one peaks are distributed extremely evenly."
His gaze remained fixed upon the sand table as he stroked his chin.
"Since Bi Xuan's death, the Great Demon Kings of the twenty-one peaks have split apart and fought among themselves. Every one of them wishes to become the new Great Demon King."
"But one Ghost Chariot Demon King is rather resourceful. He has joined forces with the Demon Kings of four great mountains to form an alliance."
"After the army enters the mountain range, the other Minor Demon Kings fighting separately are nothing to worry about."
"The Sacred and Jiang Dynasties' joint army entering the mountains cannot possibly go unnoticed by the Ghost