Mr. Du'e gritted his teeth, his hand seals shifting as he immediately summoned another puppet to share the pressure on himself.
Once he stabilized his condition, the aura around him fluctuated violently, and his face turned several shades paler.
With his own strength, it was not impossible for him to withstand the impact of the array's power.
It was merely that he would have to pay a considerable price.
Especially since he had suddenly suffered backlash this time, directly destroying one of his puppets.
Taking a deep breath, Mr. Du'e turned his head to look at the instigator of it all—Su Shi'er.
The look in his eyes was no longer as calm as before.
Deep within them was utter shock.
His secret technique had been so well concealed that he was confident even Great Ascension Flying stage cultivators might not easily detect it.
Yet the man before him had not only been prepared, but had also made him suffer a hidden loss at the critical moment.
"Fellow Daoist Hou, what sharp eyes! What fine methods!"
Mr. Du'e spoke through gritted teeth. Though displeased, he did not dare openly accuse him. After all, if what he had done were truly laid bare, he would be the one in trouble.
Su Shi'er's expression did not change.
"Fellow Daoist Du'e, you flatter me. Since you agreed to break the array together, it would be best not to let yourself be distracted at a time like this."
The two did not speak loudly.
Yet everyone present was a cultivator of profound cultivation.
Hearing their words and seeing the gray threads lighting up before Mr. Du'e, how could they not understand what had happened?
The slightly plump old man's face turned ashen in an instant.
"Du'e, you old thief! So it was you who secretly