Sima You Yue and Little Seven entered the spirit border. An old man on an island in the middle of the lake suddenly opened his eyes. He leapt off.
In front of the island, a figure was soaking in the water with their small head exposed.
"From the outside, it looks as if there is a lot of fog in here. I didn't expect there to be nothing." Little Seven commented.
"The fog was generated from the array. It was used to obscure our vision. Otherwise, how could ordinary mist obstruct one's divine sense." Sima You YUe said.
"Oh." Little Seven nodded. "Yue Yue, why do I think this array is a little familiar?"
"Have you seen this array before?" Sima You Yue had some doubts but she was not surprised.
"Of course, you would feel familiar." An old man appeared in front of them, looking at them coldy.
When Little Seven heard this voice, she subconsciously jumped. She hid behind Sima You Yue shouted in bewilderment, "You, you, why are you here?"
