Within the Realm, on a barren plain.
An earthen-yellow light surged, and the once-flat ground suddenly roiled like ocean waves. Then, a ship slowly emerged from below.
Deep within the ship, Guanghai stood with his hands clasped behind his back, meditating to practice breathing.
Just then, Guangming hurried over and took out a rolled-up catalog. "Senior Brother, the disciples have finished refining twelve Arrays."
"Only twelve?"
Guanghai took the Catalog and frowned. "This is about encircling the Demon Dao and promoting our True Skill. Didn't we set a quota of thirty-six Arrays?"
Guangming gave a helpless, wry smile. "Ten of the thirty-six Array Maps were supposed to be refined by the Naga disciples. But... well, you know what happened, Senior Brother. On top of that, you ordered us to move up the schedule. With such limited time, twelve Arrays was the absolute limit."
"So, you're saying it's my fault?" Guanghai's eyes narrowed.
"Of course not!"
