Chapter 1120: The Secret Art of Combined Strikes

The first level of the secret chamber had been reduced to rubble. The second level still stood, though its array had been almost completely ruined. Titus Xiao followed the two Ancestors, full of questions. He had no idea why they had called him down here. On the second level, the Gray-robed Ancestor sealed the chamber with an easy sweep of his sleeve. Power spread out and sealed the room tight. The White-haired Ancestor flicked out a formation bead; it dissolved into threads of light that wrapped...