"Zhuang Dongwang! It really was you!"
Elder Fu and Zhuang Dongwang were old opponents who had clashed many times. At the sight of him, Elder Fu instantly understood everything.
Zhuang Dongwang frowned slightly, silently watching Li Ling, whose presence had not been part of the plan.
He did not recognize Li Ling's current disguise. This utterly unremarkable middle-aged man was worlds apart from Li Ling's handsome true appearance.
Most importantly, his aura had changed completely. The Incense Path's Disguise Art relied largely on human incense, a power that could act directly upon the mind and confuse the Spiritual Consciousness senses that cultivators so often depended upon.
This was a new art in the cultivation world. It was not necessarily particularly profound, but others did not even fully understand it yet, much less know how to unravel it.
"Grand Elder, I've never seen that man either. He probably isn't from the Dragon-Seeking Society." Yan Heming had transformed into a Blood Pill, his breath hanging by a thread, yet he still faithfully fulfilled his duty by informing Zhuang Dongwang of the situation.
After those words, his aura rapidly faded. Zhuang Dongwang swept out a hand and gathered him into a jade-bottle-shaped Magic Treasure to sustain him for the time being.
Yan Heming's vitality had suffered terribly today. It seemed he would struggle to recover without spending a century or so on it.
But those present no longer cared much about his fate. Six Core Formation Cultivators faced one another in groups of three, while dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators formed several rings around them. Command flags and banners rose one after another, forming the interwoven nodes of a vast array net.
Li Ling also frowned slightly as he watched.
*Why did I put myself through this and get tangled up in such