Afterward, Zhai Xingzi held the toad in his hand and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoists, this old man will be taking his leave first!"
"Fellow Daoists, this old man will be taking his leave first..." In an instant, the toads in Xiao Hua, Xunkong Shangren, and Zhang Daoran's hands all spoke, their voices exactly the same as Zhai Xingzi's.
"Haha! It truly works well." Xiao Hua laughed as he held the toad, while the other three toads also let out peals of laughter.
"This old man is heading for the entrance at the North Pole of the formation. Whoever wishes to follow may come along!" Xiao Hua put away the toad and flew toward the North Pole of the great formation. Fu Zhiwen, Xue Ping, and several others urged their bodies onward after him.
The remaining several cultivators then followed Xunkong Shangren and Zhang Daoran's disciples toward the eastern and western sides.
Xiao Hua flew to the entrance of the illusion array and narrowed his eyes as he examined it. At this time, the entrance was several zhang wide. Chaotic currents surged out from within, radiating scorching heat one moment and icy cold the next. From time to time, an aura resembling that of magical treasures spilled out, and behind it came a fishy, foul stench that rushed into their faces.
"Fu Zhiwen, what do you think?" Xiao Hua did not hurry inside. Instead, he stood before the entrance and asked with a smile.
"Reporting to Senior..." Fu Zhiwen frowned as he looked around, even releasing his Spiritual Sense Technique. He said in a low voice, "In this junior's opinion, this illusion array is by no means as simple as Senior Gongshu described. There must be formidable restrictions within it. Senior must be careful."
"Are you all ready? This