"I have a set of array flags that can be used to hide one's aura. It's called the Track-hiding Array.
When my previous master was about to die, he sent me away with his last energy and magic. He also entrusted me with a lot of treasures that are very powerful and useful.
To be frank, my master was nice to me. He treated me very well.
But…"
The Heavenly Majestic Pot communicated with Austin through its spiritual sense. Its voice was filled with sadness as it recollected the times spent with its previous master.
Austin sensed that the Heavenly Majestic Pot missed his late owner because of their evident closeness.
The truth of the matter was, the Heavenly Majestic Pot was so determined in betraying the Divine Sect because it had always suspected that its master's death was a devious plot designed by the current sect leader instead of a mere accident like people kept telling it over the years. The Heavenly Majestic Pot always knew it in its heart that it was right, and the way the current leader of the Divine Sect had been treating it somehow made it even more suspicious, although it didn't have any solid evidence to prove it.
"Track-hiding Array? Is it going to be useful?"
Austin asked with utmost curiosity.
"Humph! Don't you dare suspect anything that was left by my deceased master. I just told you that everything he entrusted me was powerful and useful. You would be surprised when you see it with your own eyes.
My master was indeed not as famous as Peterson the Taoist Ancestor, but as the previous senior leader of the Divine Sect, he had a known reputation in the world of martial arts. His name was one of the biggest in their times.
You seem suspicious of his abilities, son? You think he is not as capable as I told you?"
The Heavenly Majestic Pot seemed agitated at Austin's response.
"What? I didn't mean that. Come on, you just misunderstood me. I respect your late master very much!"
Austin tried to appease the anger of the pot through flattery and smooth-talking.
After a moment, the Heavenly Majestic Pot took out dozens of array flags and quietly shot them into the air nearby.
Austin paid close attention as the Heavenly Majestic Pot did all this. He also noticed that all the array flags looked old, dark-colored, and unimpressive.
However, after the Heavenly Majestic Pot chanted some indistinct formulas, the array flags were activated. Wisps of light smoke emerged from the void. These flowed towards Austin and the Heavenly Majestic Pot, enveloping them in a veil of mist.
The next moment, Austin noticed that his aura was completely sealed by the mist, and not a trace was being leaked.
"Listen to me, Austin. In order for us to not be discovered, we must manifest one of our avatars and let them be seen on purpose to attract the enemies' attention. Once we draw them far from here, we can now approach the altar safely,"
the Heavenly Majestic Pot explained its plan to Austin.
"Got it."
Austin agreed.
As an ancient intelligent magic treasure itself, the Heavenly Majestic Pot had survived several eras. It was very much experienced in dealing with situations such as this, and Austin was impressed.
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