"Good!"
Fang Xi applauded admiringly, "As expected of a Core Formation cultivator from a major sect, with unparalleled experience in magic duels... You know better than to get entangled with me within the array."
"Ultimately, I'm still no match for you, sir. This Ten Thousand Ghosts Array is not merely a third-order formation; its foundation is incredibly solid... It actually seems to possess the Power of Earth Vein, constituting a Great Array with its own space. I presume the source of the magic power of the array is those Ten Thousand Living Souls?"
Wei Yingfan seemed to have given on breaking out of the array and opened his mouth again, as streaks of golden light emerged, revealing a set of nine flying swords floating in front of him, ready for action.
His expression was solemn, knowing he probably had hit a snag this time.
"Before we begin, I still have to ask."
