"Daoist Bailong... I've heard so much about you."
Zhou Yuanjue had a flash of understanding. 'If he weren't a Spirit Guardian, he probably couldn't have pulled off a technique like that.'
Even with a Dharma Artifact, it would be difficult for an ordinary Martial Artist to create such a simulation. Only the special abilities hidden within a Spirit Guardian's own Bloodline could achieve it.
By arranging the Dharma Artifacts, he adjusted the entire courtyard's magnetic field, creating an illusion—a grand deception that passed for reality.
This was a so-called "Array."
Zhou Yuanjue could tell that the previous illusion was just a test. It wasn't the old Daoist's full power. If his opponent were to use his full strength, the result would likely be terrifying.
"What am I worth? A twenty-five-year-old Saint Awakening... tsk tsk. This era ultimately belongs to you young people."
Daoist Bailong said with a smile, shaking his head.
