Seven-Colored Daoist looked at Lin Chuan with a smile, a bizarre expression flickering in his eyes—a gaze full of complexity, greed, and, above all, deep apprehension.
"It's useless. You cannot shatter this array, nor can you stop my plan. This old man has waited far too long for this day."
Lin Chuan had encountered such a gaze before, but never with such startling clarity. This was largely due to his own cultivation having reached the Heavenly Venerable realm.
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