The cultivator skilled in mind power used the over a thousand Time and Space Arrays in an attempt to escape the continent quickly. But then, a man in white suddenly appeared in front of him. He waved his hand and conjured hundreds of arrays that enveloped the cultivator.
"Do you think no one has taken notice of you and your men setting up these arrays over the past year? I'm afraid I'm much better than you at setting up arrays. I was aware of yours the moment you set them up.
You should know, I've tampered with your arrays. Now that you've fallen into my trap, your escape is impossible.
You only have one choice left to you. Give me the Magical Polarity Token and I will let you go. If not, do not blame me for what comes next,"
said the man in white, a maliciousness in his voice that went right to one's core.
It was as he said; he knew exactly how the cultivator and his subordinates had set up these arrays and had messed with them in secret.
He had set up hundreds of various kinds of arrays on the cultivator's escape route, waiting for him to spring his trap.
"Damn you!"
The cultivator's face was awash with both shock and anger when he discovered he was surrounded by so many dreadful arrays to counter him.
He and his subordinates had spent the last year setting up so many Time and Space Arrays that he had planned to use in his escape the moment he got hold of the Magical Polarity Token.
But he had not expected to be ambushed by an array master on the way.
"Well then, what is your decision?
Remember, you cannot escape. You'd better give me the Magical Polarity Token or when those in pursuit of you catch up, you're going to come to a miserable end," said the man in white threateningly, staring at the cultivator with a relaxed and terrifyingly playful glint in his eyes.
This was a sick game to him and he was enjoying it.
The color drained from the cultivator's face as he saw the governing gods getting closer and closer.
He knew they would not hold back and attack him viciously once they got to him. He might not be able to survive that, let alone keep the Magical Polarity Token through it.
He knew he had no choice.
"I'll give you the Magical Polarity Token, but I will not let you off easily. This isn't the end!"
the cultivator barked back coldly.
"Whatever. Now hurry up and give it to me,"
sneered the white robed man.
With a face of gloomy dejection, the cultivator tossed the Magical Polarity Token to him.
He was unhappy, but it was the only thing he could do right now.
"Mark my words, I will not let you get away with this!"
the cultivator growled, gnashing his teeth in a red hot rage.
Austin and the chaotic sky-devouring beast stood calmly, looking on at their exchange from off in the distance.
Neither of them had any involvement in this fierce battle. Instead, they had been standing aside, watching the situation develop closely.
Austin saw the man in white holding the Magical Polarity Token in his hand and an idea suddenly came to him.
"This is our chance,"
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