Midnight.
Qilian Mountain.
The forest that had been razed to the ground was also the burial place of Zhenyang Sect's elder, Zheng Shengmo.
Now it was a desolate and lifeless wasteland.
Even the moonlight hid behind the clouds, unwilling to illuminate this dead land.
And it couldn't illuminate the figure standing in the darkness.
She had a gentle demeanor, a graceful figure, but her face was filled with endless coldness as she looked up at the sky, muttering:
"An Isolation Array?"
Wei Wan made a gesture, and the Qingbo Sword flew to her feet, carrying her slowly into the air. Her hand gently brushed through the air, feeling the residual traces of an array, and she suddenly opened her eyes:
"It's not an Array Talisman!"
Some simple arrays could be painted by an Array Master onto Talisman Paper and then crafted into an Array Talisman by a Talisman Master.
