The jungle was lush, and the moonlight was pure and cleansing.
Inside a colossal ancient tree, an almost undetectable hollow had been carved out, reaching dozens of feet deep; within this tree hollow, a young cultivator was coiled up, recovering his mana.
This person was none other than Ning Daoran.
The ancient tree was several hundred feet from the battlefield—not too close, yet not too far. It allowed him to stay away from the battlefield while also being able to keep an eye on any commotion.
To ensure utmost safety, Ning Daoran had even improvised and created an Array Flag and an Array Plate, setting up a simple isolation prohibition around him.
This prohibition was of First-tier Lower Grade standards, which for Ning Daoran, a First-tier Top-Grade Array Master, was a trivial task to accomplish.
Nevertheless, he still felt the security was not high enough.