The stone hall, illuminated by the firelight, hosted rows of neatly arranged fire basins ablaze with roaring flames.
Wu Wang casually sat on a stone bench in the corner, intending to be inconspicuous, but before him stood layer upon layer of silhouettes.
Truly, had it not been for Miao Cuijiao suddenly speaking up and asking him to stop an hour ago, he might have taken advantage of the crowd's distraction and walked out of the then-sealed Mountain Protection Array!
Of course, seeing the situation now, had he left, there was a very high chance he would have been captured and brought back.
"What's going on? Why has the Sect Master suddenly instructed us to protect Wu Wangzi? And even passed the position of Sect Master to him?"
"Could it be that someone controlled the Sect Master's spiritual mind in his dying moment?"
