Ye Xiaotian crashed onto the ground at the gates of the Spirit Palace and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He could not believe what was happening. He admitted that the masked man was a powerful foe, but who was this Elder? Where did he come from, and why did he possess so much power?
The pole which he held could shatter the very Heavens. Could the Gods be playing a joke on them?
Cen Qiaofu squatted on the tree stump and continued his game of chess with Xiao Qixiu. From time to time, he would smack the snowy-haired child on the ground with his pole and bark out a laugh. “Punk, you have tried twice and failed. Are you still going to try again?”
Xiao Qixiu’s eyebrows twitched in fury as he watched the scene before him. He was not the one who wanted to have the game of chess with the Elder. But the latter had pressured him into playing the game!
If he had done nothing, those three white-haired men lying on the ground would never get back up again.
“And you, the young man at the back, are you done thinking? Unleash whatever attack you have got up your sleeve. My tea is getting cold.”
Cen Qiaofu threw a look at the man behind him before picking up his cup and taking a sip of tea. He was talking to Qiao Qianzhi, who was standing the farthest away from him. Qiao Qianzhi had watched quietly from the sideline.
He had made tea for himself as well.
Qiao Qianzhi stiffened in surprise. He could not believe that Cen Qiaofu had caught him in the act when he had done so discreetly.
It was not his fault. To set up and activate a massive array required some time. As a Spirit Array Master, he would be faster than most others when setting up such a powerful array. However, there was no way he could activate one instantly!
He scratched his head sheepishly and said, “You caught me, Senior.”
Qiao Qianzhi’s weak attempt to answer what he was doing made Cen Qiaofu spit out the tea from his mouth. It spat on Xiao Qixiu’s face.
Cen Qiaofu apologetically handed a piece of cloth to Xiao Qixiu and said aloud, “I will be honest with you. I have dabbled with arrays during my time as a hermit. I think of myself as something of a Spirit Array Master too!”
Everyone looked stunned when they heard him.
Ye Xiaotian, sprawled on the ground, seemed mortified. It appeared as if his soul had fled his body.
They had pinned their hopes on this last resort. Had it failed before they had even attempted it?
Everyone fell silent. The stillness in the air was stifling.
Cen Qiaofu shrugged nonchalantly and said, “It was just something I did to pass the time. I refine pills too, but they are not as good as the pills one of the younger ones in my family makes. I do not go around telling people about it for fear of embarrassing myself.”
“But I am passable at arrays.”
He eyed Qiao Qianzhi, then asked firmly, “Is it the Eight Pillars of Imprisonment?”
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