Somewhere at the back of the mountain, in the Inner Yard.
Su Qianqian and Rao Yinyin sat on a huge, comfortable bed in a charming room decorated in pink and red.
"Sister Rao, do you have any idea why the dean told the Inner Yard disciples to go into hiding?"
"Something strange is going on with the Spirit Palace's array. It appears we're under attack again."
Su Qianqian held her huge white sword in her arms and stared at the ceiling with a dazed look in her eyes.
Her spiritual sense extended out and beyond the roof. She could see the array's occasional shimmer and waver. It was clear that a powerful force was attacking it viciously, and she even suspected there might be more than one assailant.
The array had protected the Tiansang Spirit Palace for many years. It had rarely displayed such violent fluctuations of energy.
The masked man had been the one who violently ripped the array apart the last time.
