In midair, Ling Xian frowned. He didn't think Fairy Meng would come.
To him, this was a good thing. He could also find out why Fairy Meng wanted to kill him.
"She is Fairy Meng?" Hu Sheng was slightly startled. He had only heard of Fairy Meng's famous name, but had never seen her before.
"Not bad."
Ling Xian's eyes darkened, "Since when did the Heaven's Favorite of the Meng Clan become the puppet of the Seven Holy Court?"
"I came for you."
Fairy Meng smiled faintly and said, "The Seven Saint Pavilion came to me for help. Originally, I didn't intend to make a move, but after seeing your portrait, I decided to come here to kill you."
"You don't have that ability." Ling Xian's expression was calm. He wasn't surprised. The elders of the Seven Saints Pavilion and the previous generation's descendants have all seen him. It was normal for them to have his portrait.
"If it weren't for the Taichu Sect's paragon, I would have sent you on your way long ago."
Fairy Meng's smile did not diminish, "Ling Xian, do you know that even in my dreams, I want to kill you?"
"Tell me the reason." Ling Xian squinted his eyes. He really could not understand why Fairy Meng hated his guts.
This was too strange. Hu Sheng was sure that Fairy Meng was his old friend, and the Meng family was sure that she hadn't been possessed. He was also sure that he had never seen Fairy Meng before.
"I said, wait until you kneel in front of me, then I will tell you." Fairy Meng's dimpled smile was bone-chilling and filled with killing intent.
"Looks like I can only force you to say it."
Ling Xian's expression turned cold, "The House of Seven only sent the three of you?"
"That's enough."
The middle-aged man glared at Ling Xian, "Fairy Meng is one of the seven Heaven's Favorites. Her capabilities are the best of her generation. Killing you is as easy as flipping her hand."
"I admit that she is very strong, but if she wants to kill me, she is still lacking."
Ling Xian spoke softly. He had the Array of Splitting Heaven Swords. Even if he didn't, Fairy Meng wouldn't be able to kill him.
"Aren't you relying on that divine formation?"
The middle-aged man smiled and shifted his gaze to the grey-robed old man, "This is Master Zhou. In Ascendant City, if he claims to be number two in array dao, no one would dare to claim to be number one."
Hearing this, Ling Xian's expression was calm.
He had already seen that the grey robed old man was extraordinary and had expected that the Seven Saint Pavilion would ask an Array Grandmaster for help.
How could the previous generation successor of the Seven Saint Pavilion not be able to retaliate after being beaten by the Ten Thousand Sword Splitting Heaven Formation?
"You're exaggerating."
The elder in grey's expression was emotionless as he shifted his gaze towards Ling Xian, "Hurry up and activate the array. I have something to do and I need to leave."
"You can't break my formation."
Ling Xian shook his head and chuckled. If he wasn't here, the elder in grey would've been able to break the Array of the Splitting Heaven Swords. But he was here and could repair the array at any time.
Even Feng Qing Ming might not be able to break the array.
"What an arrogant junior."
The elder in grey glared at Ling Xian, "I have been studying arrays for 1,200 years. A hundred years ago, I became a grandmaster. Since then, I have never met an array that I could not break."
"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."
Ling Xian softly grinned, "You cannot break my array."
"Grandmaster Zhou is the strongest formation grandmaster in Ascendance City. Breaking your formation is as easy as flipping his palm." The middle-aged man sneered. He was very confident in Grandmaster Zhou.
Fairy Meng was the same.
To them, being a grandmaster meant being at the peak. What array couldn't be broken?
"Then let's try it."
Ling Xian was too lazy to say more. He formed a hand seal and the Array of Splitting Heaven Swords appeared.
BOOOM!
Sword qi flew everywhere, sharp and unparalleled. Like an infinite number of heavenly swords, they had the ability to split open the sky and slay the gods.
The middle-aged man's expression changed. Even Fairy Meng was shaken.
This was far too terrifying. If they asked themselves honestly, even if they used everything they had, they would not be able to stop the sky full of swords.
"What a terrifying array. It is no wonder the descendant of the Seven Saints Pavilion could not even defend himself."
The middle-aged man's expression was heavy. But when he thought of Grandmaster Zhou, his expression turned into sarcasm, "It doesn't matter how strong this array is. Grandmaster Zhou can easily break it."
"Before you say that, I suggest you look at his face."
Ling Xian shook his head with a smile. The moment the Array of Splitting Heaven Swords appeared, Grandmaster Zhou froze. It was obvious that he recognized this array.
"Face?"
The middle-aged man froze. Fairy Meng frowned as well.
The two of them shifted their gaze towards Grandmaster Zhou. Seeing his heavy expression, he found it hard to hide his shock.
The middle-aged man's heart dropped, "Grandmaster Zhou, you …"
Hearing this, Grandmaster Zhou ignored him. He stared at Ling Xian and said, "The Array of Splitting Heaven Swords … you are an array grandmaster …"
As soon as his voice trailed off, the entire place silenced.
Whether it was the middle-aged man, Fairy Meng, or Hu Sheng, they were all stunned.
Grandmaster represented the peak of the world and was rare. This realm was far too difficult to step into. Without exaggerating, it was harder than reaching the Dao Realm.
This was why in the entire universe, there were only a few grandmasters.
If Ling Xian was an old monster who had lived for thousands of years, they wouldn't be so shocked. But he was not even 200 years old.
This was truly unimaginable, and anyone who heard it would feel a monstrous wave surging through their hearts!
"You have good eyes. You know this is the Array of Splitting Heaven Swords and that only a grandmaster can set this array."
Ling Xian grinned, "Now, do you still think you can break this array?"
Hearing this, Grandmaster Zhou shook his head and didn't say a word.
To those who didn't understand arrays, the Array of Splitting Heaven Swords was a heavenly array. But to a grandmaster, this array was not only powerful, it was also difficult to set up and difficult to break.
Even though he was a grandmaster, to break this array, it would take him at least 10 days.
And this was under the circumstance that the person who set this array was not here. If the person was here, he would never be able to break this array in his entire life.
"Grandmaster Zhou, can't you break this array?" The middle-aged man stared at Grandmaster Zhou. He was hopeful and anxious.
He knew he could not stop the Array of Splitting Heaven Swords. If Grandmaster Zhou could not break it, then he would be in danger.
"I can't." Grandmaster Zhou sighed. Though he didn't want to admit it, this was the truth. He was only a beginner grandmaster. Even the best of the best cannot break the Array of Splitting Heaven Swords.
"That's impossible, you're an Array Grandmaster!" The middle-aged man sucked in a cold breath.
Hu Sheng and Fairy Meng were shocked as well.
"I have been a frog in a well." Grandmaster Zhou sighed, feeling like he was a joke.
Just like Ling Xian said, just because he hasn't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. There are far too many arrays in this world that even grandmasters cannot break.
"Grandmaster Zhou, how do you know it won't work if you haven't tried? Since you are here, you have to at least try. "
The middle-aged man tried to persuade him. To get Grandmaster Zhou to help, the Seven Saints Pavilion paid a great price. Yet all they got in return was one sentence. How could he be satisfied?
"There's no need to try. The difficult part is not the array, it's him."
"Though I don't want to admit it, since he was able to set up the Array of Splitting Heaven Swords, he must be more capable than me."
"With him here, even if I die, I will not be able to break this array."
Grandmaster Zhou bitterly smiled. He regretted agreeing to the Seven Saints Pavilion. If he did, he wouldn't have lost face.
After hearing this, the middle-aged man regretted it as well. He regretted speaking so confidently.
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