As he spoke, Sikong Yan cast a meaningful glance at Zhou Qing.
"Junior Sect Leader," he chuckled, "how many Spirit Stones are required to forge a Sect Protection Array? Could you also make one for my Cangyan Daoist Palace sometime?"
Zhou Qing slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "Sure, as long as you're not afraid of me leaving a backdoor."
"Then forget it," Sikong Yan laughed heartily, "I have to be wary of a little fox like you, or I might get sold by you one day without even knowing it."
Mo Xingjian subtly stepped forward half a step, shielding Zhou Qing behind him, then frowned and asked, "Shall we break the array directly or..."
More than thirty experts at the Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection working together, this array shouldn't hold for even half a quarter of an hour.
However, Sikong Yan waved his hand, took a carved sandalwood chair out of his storage bag, and leisurely sat down: "No rush, the main event hasn't arrived yet."
