Gazing at Xu Xing's Escaping Light rising from afar, Yang Shao's face bore a complex expression. In his palm, he held the Wangxi Pill that Xu Xing had just given him as a thank-you gift, staring at it blankly for a few moments.
"Junior Brother, I'm sorry."
"Your Array Talent is too strong. Although there are people in the Western Sea who surpass you, your cultivation aptitude is also so good... And you have connections within the Sect; otherwise, it would have been difficult to obtain such a good station as Folding Mountain Island."
"The struggle on the Dao path…"
"Only one of us can live!"
After several such pronouncements to himself, Yang Shao finally made up his mind. He pulled out a Conch from his Storage Bag and crushed it forcefully.
After breaking the Conch, he stumbled back a few steps and slumped to the ground. His face, already pale from years of studying array techniques and the resulting qi and blood deficiency, grew even paler at this moment.
