With the stimulation of the Soul-Returning Treasure Pill, Ji Wuchen took less than ten days to set up the array.
As expected of someone peerless in both swordsmanship and arrays—his efficiency was truly top-notch.
"Dear disciple, have you understood this Frenzied Sand Illusion Array?" Ji Wuchen admired the grand array he had laid down, his old sword-immortal face in white revealing the satisfaction of having completed a masterpiece.
In truth, before any enemy-trapping array was activated, it had to leave no trace. Thus, it looked completely empty, no different from before the array had been set.
"Master," Wang Anye said helplessly, "I've only just begun learning the basics of arrays... Could you lower your expectations for me by just a tiny bit?"
"Hahaha, of course I know you can't understand it. I'm merely showing off to you. How could a grand array set down by one peerless in both swordsmanship and arrays be understood by ordinary mortals?" Ji Wuchen clasped his hands behind his back, using the power of his divine soul to make his white hair and robes billow. He cut a graceful figure, every inch the old immortal.
When he mentioned ordinary mortals, he even cast a sidelong glance at the Wang Clan members.
The meaning could not have been clearer.
The Wang Clan members' expressions immediately soured. Only Wang Shouzhe remained unchanged, as calm as ever.
Master... if you keep showing off like this, you'll get beaten to death someday. Wang Anye grumbled inwardly, then suddenly realized. No, wait~ Master had already been beaten to death.
Sigh~ Great-Grandfather had been right after all. Personality determined fate. Master had been beaten to death largely because he was too wild by nature.
Wang Anye, Wang Anye, you must take this as a warning. Do not repeat Master's mistakes. It