Section 34: The Great Divide between People

The night was deep.

In the valleys of the small island, Cang Xu climbed up from the ground.

"Alas, my arms and legs aren't what they used to be," the old scholar pounded his own waist with his fists.

Seeing this, Bai Ya couldn't help but recall the scene at the New Moon Port shipyard where Cang Xu smoothed over his facial wounds and they healed immediately.

"Could it be that Master Cang Xu, an Undead Mage whose body has been transformed by Undead Magic, also gets tired?" Bai Ya questioned in his heart.

Zong Ge stood by with his arms crossed, watching coldly.

After Cang Xu's long hour of inscribing and arranging, the ground of the valley and the surrounding mountain walls were now covered in dense patterns.

The lines were thick and thin, some straight as swords, some winding like vines.

Cang Xu's eyebrows knitted slightly, he focused on checking it one last time. After making sure everything was correct, he began to infuse his own Magic Power into the temporary Alchemy Array.