"There's still one incense stick's time before the great array draws upon the Hundred Immortals Alliance's spirit veins," Shi Nandang paused as he spoke, lowering his voice, "That will be the most dangerous moment for us."
The Chongxuan Sect Leader nodded heavily, his expression very tense.
Zheng Fa was quite nervous too, his divine soul delving into the Creation Jade Disc, and sent three words to Zhang:
One incense stick.
...
The Jiushan Sect's professional demolition squad was hiding at the border of the Hundred Immortals Alliance and Haori Mountain.
"Wuyi, your Innate Eight Diagrams is indeed quite miraculous."
The two stood on a mountaintop, surrounded by the Eight Diagrams.
The birds that flew past couldn't see them at all, flying freely and easily.
Most peculiarly, an eagle swept over the mountain top, passing directly through Zhang's shoulder without the least bit of obstruction.
