Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master

An invisible pressure spread throughout the secret chamber.

A breath.

Ten breaths.

Forty breaths...

The Clan Fate Mechanism Chain spun faster and more intensely. Sliders almost derailed, chains pulled taut, wheels produced piercing friction sounds. The entire mechanism was trembling, as if enduring some enormous pressure.

A Supreme Family Elder was moved: ”Ning Zhuo’s Qi Fortune is even more robust than before.”

Only after fifty breaths did a light image begin to emerge, gradually becoming detailed, depicting Ning Zhuo’s Qi Fortune scene.

The Supreme Family Elder immediately focused and observed.

They saw that the arm symbolizing Ning Zhuo’s Qi Fortune, between emptiness and solidity, was gripping a small cluster of Star Cloud.

That Star Cloud was about the size of a human head, deep blue throughout, with countless starlight flickering unpredictably inside. Each star breathed, each strand of light leaped, as if a miniature starry sky.

The Star Cloud struggled violently, trying to break free from the arm’s grasp. But the five fingers clamped down as tightly as iron tongs, no matter how the Star Cloud struggled, it couldn’t escape a jot.

Expressions of astonishment emerged on the faces of the Supreme Family Elders.

The last time they observed fortune, they only saw the fortune arm grasping cold Ice Element, but now it held a cluster of Star Cloud.

”What is going on?”

”What major affair is Ning Zhuo up to again?”

”This Star Cloud must have notable Qi Fortune indications, it must be extraordinary! Did Ning Zhuo achieve some major opportunity?”

The faces of the Supreme Family Elders all turned grim.

Ban Ji is the hope of their entire family, bearing the King’s Order. And Ning Zhuo is Ban Ji’s Human Tribulation!

With Ning Zhuo obtaining a major opportunity now, there will be significant advancement. But Ban Ji is still employing Golden Core to purify his own flesh. With such a trend, even if Ban Ji emerges, he probably won’t fare well.

”Look closely, Ning Zhuo’s Qi Fortune palm has also undergone new changes.” A Supreme Family Elder spoke up to remind.

Everyone quickly examined in detail.

They immediately discovered that Ning Zhuo’s Qi Fortune palm had many palm lines now. These palm lines were dense, closely packed, arrayed with great mystery, resembling... Array Patterns.

Everyone fell silent for a few breaths, then someone realized: ”This likely corresponds to Ning Zhuo’s Array Dao prowess.”

”Recently, Ning Zhuo has repeatedly turned down Zhong Dao and Tuoba Huang, focusing solely on formation trials, sweeping nearly ten related Xingyun Trials.”

”According to the latest intelligence, his outstanding performance has attracted the attention of Heavy Array Peak’s senior Wenren Yan. Ning Zhuo personally hosted a banquet, inviting Wenren Yan and Shen Xi.”

”Ning Zhuo has hidden deeply. Only now did he reveal this skill.”

None of the Supreme Family Elders expected Ning Zhuo’s array ability to be newly increased. Such a massive ability leap, even in their lifetime, they’d only heard of it and never witnessed it firsthand.

They just assumed Ning Zhuo was holding back until recently when he used it full-fledged. Such a stance, showing in the Qi Fortune scene, was also quite normal.

The expressions of the Supreme Family Elders became even more unsightly.

They naturally wondered: Besides Array Dao, did Ning Zhuo have other hidden strengths?

”Impossible!”

”How old is he anyway? Just one look and you know he’s a young, spirited junior.”

”How much time does such a person have? Besides cultivating the Cultivation Technique, he also trained in Mechanical Techniques. He even has such accomplishments in formations!”

”He’s proficient in various Righteous Path methods, and since arriving at Myriad Images Sect, he’s thrived...”

”He cannot have other hidden strengths.”

”Perhaps Array Dao is his primary study, and Mechanical Techniques are just his pretense.”

The Supreme Family Elders successively voiced their opinions.

They continued their observation.

Above the fortune arm, plain white paper formed a thin volume. Countless jet-black ink dots sprayed like a torrential rain, dripping onto the fortune arm.

A sizzling sound arose.

Fly-head-sized characters emerged on the surface of the arm, all formed from ink. These characters were extremely fine, extremely dense, packed tightly across the entire arm.

The ink characters converged, forming one article after another.