The moment the voice was heard, Wang Baole suddenly turned his head and looked coldly behind him. In his eyes, an illusory figure slowly materialized at the entrance of the cave abode.
The figure was a woman. She was dressed luxuriously and had no expression on her face. The light in her eyes didn’t seem to be very lively. With Wang Baole’s attainments in artifact refinement, it was almost the first time he had seen her, we already know who we’re dealing with.
Spirit!
The woman was indeed not a real person. She was the artifact spirit of the chord sect’s grand array formation. As the words left her mouth, the artifact spirit waved its hand, and a storage bag flew out and landed in front of Wang Baole.
“This is what an entry-level disciple of the chord sect should have. Leave a mark on the identity token and you can enter and exit this place.”After calmly saying these words, the body of the spirit gradually blurred and disappeared.
