Huang Tian

The surrounding of Vastsea Manor had been completely restored and had become more beautiful than before. There were many pavilions scattered everywhere, lakes were surrounding them, bridges with white mist and the array formation intertwined. It was like sacred ground for the fairies.

It was a piece of cake for a High-Saint Array Master to change the landscape, environment, and rivers of a planet. Let alone a manor.

Zhou Zhen did not feel any sense of accomplishment. Instead, he felt very sullen.

How could the Formation Sect's leader of this generation, a talented High-Saint Array Master, be reduced to Zhang Ruochen's gardener?

At that moment, Zhang Ruochen stood at the edge of the opened bronze coffin within the coverage of the Sundial. He used his spiritual power to carefully observe the half of the divine corpse in the coffin.

The space inside the coffin was huge.