"Dada Dada Dada—"
A thin and weak donkey, pulling a dilapidated donkey cart that seemed ready to fall apart at any moment, appeared in everyone's view.
The so-called Second-Tier Array Master was dressed in coarse cloth patched all over, his old yellowish face filled with grooves and wrinkles, smiling innocently with a mouthful of sparse teeth. There was no trace of a celestial demeanor, more like an old farmer randomly picked from the fields.
On the dojo.
There were over a dozen cultivators from the Guiyuan Sect at the moment.
But they all looked at the old farmer before them with puzzled expressions, seemingly not knowing him.
Most importantly, Chen Sansi's [Qi Observation Skill] could not see through this person's cultivation.
In his eyes, this person was no different from an ordinary person.
Perhaps this Array Master had some special means to conceal his cultivation.
