"Xu Taiping, I have sealed the area inside this circle with the Blade of Guicang."
As soon as Xu Taiping entered the Dragon-Trapping Tower, the little orange cat Old Daoist Huang had become pointed a little black paw at the circle drawn on the ground.
When Xu Taiping approached, the little orange cat folded his arms across his chest and said smugly:
"Not the slightest shred of heavenly secrets will leak out."
At this moment, the little orange cat Old Daoist Huang had become.
Wore the ring the Great Sage had given him on one paw and held the Guicang Jade Carving Knife in the other, looking both strange and rather comically endearing.
Xu Taiping stepped into the circle and probed it with his divine sense.
The result was just as Elder Huang had said: this circle, a little over ten feet in diameter, completely cut off his divine sense's perception of the outside world.
"I call it a barrier, but it's actually more like... annihilation."
After trying again, Xu Taiping murmured to himself.
He said this because his divine sense had not been blocked by anything; instead, it had vanished into nothing the moment it flew outside the circle.
"Perhaps this is where the Blade of Guicang's great divine power lies."
Ping'an, who had also stepped inside the circle, first looked astonished, then asked Old Daoist Huang with great curiosity:
"Elder Huang, how long can this circle you drew last?"
Old Daoist Huang had clearly guessed what Ping'an was thinking and immediately said with a smile:
"You want to use this circle as a hiding place, don't you?"
"Yes, Elder Huang." Ping'an nodded emphatically. "If we hid here, even a Heaven-Connecting Realm expert might not be able to find us!"
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