The Array lines mentioned by Poison Bee are very complicated. Lines are drawn out one after another, just like Venomous Snakes climbing on the ground, and finally swarming together near the heart.
As the last stroke was completed, Yu Sheng took a step back expressionlessly.
But Array on the ground is no different, as if the depiction has failed and has no intention of starting.
"Your last stroke was crooked!"
In the void, Poison Bee's voice sounded, "You should move a little further to the left. Otherwise, Array will not form a closed loop and will not be able to borrow the huge Great Demon energy in Turtle Corpse. Ten Thousand Poisons Fruit lacks the final nutrients and cannot mature."
"Yeah, I know."
Yu Sheng nodded slightly, indicating that he understood this very well, but had no intention of changing his ways. "Array, how to draw the next part?"
"..."
"I have already made my decision Heaven and Earth Oath, but you still don't believe me?"
Poison Bee's tone was mixed with a hint of disappointment, and he sighed softly in the void, "Forget it, as of now, whether it's success or failure, it's just fate."
"Opportunity cannot be forced. Today, I will bet everything on you."
"It's up to you whether you believe it or not."
"This is the formation base for the next Array."
Poison Bee spoke again, but it did not blame Yu Sheng. As if it had taken everything lightly, it outlined another pattern of Array in the void.
Yu Sheng still repeated his previous actions, constantly traveling through Mountain Cave, and finally came to a space where Array was depicted.
Still the last pause.
Yu Sheng stood up. "Next course."
"Okay."
Throughout the day, Yu Sheng kept shuttling among Mountain Cave, like a busy bee.
All Array has been completely formed, all that is missing is the final touch.
Returning to Cave Entrance's position, Yu Sheng sat in the previous corner and took out a Steamed Bun from his pocket.
But it seems that due to time issues, this Steamed Bun has become very dry and hard.
But Yu Sheng didn't feel any weird about this and kept eating.
"You can definitely put Steamed Bun in your own space."
"This will ruin your stomach."
The voice of Poison Bee sounded again.
Yu Sheng had obviously been deliberately guarding against it all day long, but it didn't mean to get angry. Instead, it kindly reminded Yu Sheng.
"The space is small and food is wasted."
Yu Sheng didn't look up, just said something lightly, and swallowed the last mouthful of Steamed Bun.
"I do know a few recipes that can increase space capacity, but it's been too long and my memory is a bit blurry."
"Let me think about it for two days."
"I will try to give you the recipe before everything is over, so that you can put the food in it next time you go out."
"I actually... really want to be with you..."
"Forget it, I'm afraid you will think that whatever I say is a lie."
"But to put it bluntly, I am just a poor man who has been trapped in Mountain Cave for decades."
With a sigh, Poison Bee stopped talking, and Mountain Cave became quiet again. Yu Sheng just leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and kept resting, recharging his energy.
The entire Mountain Cave was quiet, without making a single sound, and it was even eerily quiet.
"How's the troop buildup going?"
Eight-Tailed Fox Mountain Summit stood on a low hill and spoke calmly.
"Three mountains, five cities, and six forces have been gathered."
"Now we just need to wait for Demon God Drum to arrive, ready to fight at any time."
Seven-Tailed Fox lowered his head slightly and spoke very respectfully.
"Hmm."
"Demon God Drum has arrived. This final battle can begin."
"You can't give Human Race too long to prepare."
"I believe that the person from Human Race has no cards available at this time."
With a chuckle, Eight-Tailed Fox slowly stood up, stretched his body, and his eight fox tails swayed in the wind. "No matter how wonderful your card game is, if you are not good at it, you just can't do it."
"You must be very desperate right now."
"Confucian Scholar, describe to me what happened to the Immortal Realm."
Confucian Scholar squatted on the ground, put his hands in his sleeves, and looked at the sky. If he replaced his brand-new Scholar's Robe with a green cotton-padded jacket and threw it in the countryside, this scene might be more natural.
Yu Mo sat next to him, also with his hands in his sleeves. The only regret was that he couldn't squat down anymore.
But at this time, Yu Mo also looked up at the sky and couldn't help but ask curiously.
"See there?"
Confucian Scholar reluctantly took his hand out of his sleeve and pointed to a place on the horizon.
Yu Mo nodded subconsciously.
"There, there is a fairy dancing, wearing snow-white clothes, with long hair reaching her waist."
Confucian Scholar was a little lost in thought, his tone full of fascination.
"Oh oh."
Like a fool, Yu Mo nodded ignorantly and looked hard in the direction Confucian Scholar was pointing, but could see nothing but darkness.
"And there..."
"Two Brawny Man are fighting, one of them is holding a hammer and the other is holding a mallet."
"The one with the hammer beat the one with the mallet."
"Still chasing him."
Confucian Scholar is like a commentator on the field, constantly describing a fierce battle situation, leaving Yu Mo stunned for a moment.
"Immortal Realm Is it so exciting?"
Finally, Yu Mo spoke quietly, looked at Confucian Scholar and said.
Confucian Scholar, who was explaining passionately just a second ago, returned to calm at this moment and leaned against the wall. "Do you really believe it?"
"Immortal Realm, brilliant, sacred, indescribable."
"It is a kind of meaning, a more transcendent place."
"If you can't see it, you just can't see it."
"I can't relay it to you."
"It would be great if you could see."
As he said that, Confucian Scholar looked at Yu Mo with a touch of regret in his eyes, patted his shoulder lightly, and then fell into a sluggish state again.