Song Xiaohui and He Peizhi were both stunned by Feng Fan's audacity. His words stung with a confidence that bordered on madness. A tier 9 Array Master, even one of such rarity, was still bound by the same rules as any other Array Master. His advantage existed only within the bounds of his prepared territory, his web of arrays. Without them, what power did he truly hold?
Did Feng Fan actually believe he could stand alone against an army of Transcending Tribulation and Return To Void experts? Did he think his paltry cultivation realm could protect him outside the perimeter of his arrays?
"You arrogant bastard!" He Peizhi growled, his voice echoing with fury. "You only know how to hide behind arrays like a coward. Just wait, I'll destroy that smug smile of yours with my own hands!"
