บท 582: Chapter 411

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The ancestor of the Imperial Sect held his own pride, being the foremost of the great clans, with only the family of the Guardian God General matching their legendary all-around capabilities.

Although not every disciple was skilled in everything, for this venerable ancestor, mastering a variety of skills was as easy as flipping his hand.

For hundreds of years, his cultivation had hit a plateau, so during his closed-door training, he spent the long nights honing his abilities to greater precision.

The Imperial Sect's ancestor explored the rhythm of the Array's rotation, releasing streams of mana, each drawing a massive stone hurtling towards the Array's focal points as a way to probe the path.

With his potent Divine Sense, he could feel the stones dropping in the dark mountains of the illusion, as though plunging into water with only a plinking sound before silence ensued.