The Ghost Spirit Sect’s Soul Fragmenting Perfected one hadn’t come; instead, this rather unfamiliar old man had arrived. Han Li was naturally somewhat surprised.
That said, mobilizing three Nascent Soul cultivators was undoubtedly a grand gesture for a major sect. However, compared to the dangers of Devilfall Valley and the sheer number of treasure-seeking cultivators, it still seemed slightly insufficient. Could it be that the Ghost Spirit Sect had made some other preparations?
Han Li pondered this as the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators busied themselves at the valley entrance, apparently setting up an enormous magic array.
The cultivators nearby naturally didn’t bother disturbing them at this moment, watching coldly from the shadows.
The Mulan warriors had gathered together as well, with the scholarly man surnamed Zhong and the woman surnamed Le conversing in low tones.
Han Li stared at the array, his gaze clear, his expression calm.
But after only a moment, Han Li’s expression shifted, and he looked up at the sky with a hint of surprise and suspicion.
Just then, a radiance flickered on the distant horizon, and a dazzling white rainbow suddenly appeared. It shot forward with lightning speed, parting clouds and mist wherever it passed, its momentum utterly astonishing.
The other cultivators had also noticed the anomaly and looked up in surprise.
The white rainbow arrived in an instant above the valley entrance, the blinding white light contracting to reveal an old man in a green robe, his face expressionless.
“Wei Wuya!”
“How come he’s here too?”
“Could it be the Nine Nations Alliance is determined to obtain the treasures within Devilfall Valley?”
Upon clearly seeing the old man’s face, the hidden cultivators around erupted into a commotion, most secretly shocked in their hearts. But surprisingly, after Wei Wuya revealed himself, he glanced down indifferently and actually descended slowly before the Ghost Spirit Sect group.
The sinister-faced middle-aged man saw this, a trace of a smile appearing on his gloomy features as he clasped his fists in greeting.
“Brother Wei, you finally arrived. I thought you might have been delayed by some matter. If that were the case, we would have had to postpone our entry into the valley.”
“Since I agreed to Fellow Daoist Wang, I won’t easily change my mind. But Fellow Daoist Wei had better not be lying. If that item you mentioned isn’t in the valley, don’t blame me for turning on you without mercy.”
Wei Wuya’s expression remained cold, somewhat ignoring the middle-aged cultivator’s smile.
This was hardly surprising; there had never been much harmony between the Nine Nations Alliance and the Demonic path.
“Fellow Daoist, rest assured. How would I dare deceive you?” The middle-aged cultivator paid no heed to Wei Wuya’s lack of courtesy, speaking as he respectfully ushered him over.
This scene left the surrounding cultivators dumbfounded.
Wei Wuya, as a Grand Elder of the Nine Nations Alliance, was actually in cahoots with the Ghost Spirit Sect. If there weren’t some shady deal going on, no one would believe it.
Seeing this, Han Li also furrowed his brow. If a conflict arose with the Ghost Spirit Sect within Devilfall Valley and Wei Wuya intervened, he would have no choice but to flee in panic. This was entirely beyond his expectations.
After a moment’s thought, Han Li couldn’t help but glance toward the scholarly man surnamed Zhong on the other side.
If no other late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators interfered, these two would be the highest in cultivation within Devilfall Valley.
He watched the Mulan Divine Master, hands clasped behind his back, his expression calm as he looked at Wei Wuya, his thoughts utterly unreadable. The woman surnamed Le beside him, however, had a look of astonishment in her eyes, clearly surprised by Wei Wuya’s appearance.
Although Wei Wuya’s arrival had stirred quite a few people, all the cultivators still watched quietly as the Ghost Spirit Sect members gradually completed the array.
It took a full half day of effort before a colossal array, over a hundred zhang wide, finally took shape before them.
Han Li stared at the array, his initial indifference gradually giving way to a look of startled suspicion.
The array seemed to be a part of some ancient teleportation array he had studied, but the details were somewhat different. Some parts appeared simplified, while others became more complex, clearly having undergone significant modifications.
Han Li narrowed his eyes slightly, silently scrutinizing the array.
Although his mastery of formations was already quite high, he couldn’t immediately discern the array’s hidden secrets in such a rushed manner. He could only furrow his brow, lost in thought.