Ten days passed like water running beneath a stone bridge.
Inside his residence, Jiang Chen sat cross legged on the floor. Before him floated seven palm sized formation flags, each etched with complex insignias and patterns. They were arranged in a mysterious alignment, forming lines that twisted and overlapped like coiled dragons and hidden snakes.
Jiang Chen's eyes were calm.
With a thought, a clone stepped out from his body and walked into the center of the array.
Jiang Chen then raised his hands and formed a sequence of complicated seals, each gesture following the next like clouds chasing the moon. Spiritual power and divine sense flowed smoothly.
The array was activated.
In the span of a single breath, the formation flags blurred and vanished, and the clone disappeared along with them, as if swallowed whole by empty space.
