Clayne imdiately took another sword afterward.
The disciples below imdiately beca respectful again after realizing Senior Deity was about learning another technique.
anwhile, Clayne did not waste any more ti.
Crack.
The sword shattered between his fingers instantly.
Imdiately afterward, countless information surged directly into his mind like a violent flood.
Formation patterns.
Spiritual pathways.
Array cores.
Mist circulation.
Concealnt thods.
Countless symbols and complicated lines appeared endlessly within his consciousness while enormous amounts of understanding entered directly into his head.
The Silent Sword Mist Array.
Compared to the sword techniques and throwing techniques from before, this one felt much more complicated.
Far more complicated.
Clayne slowly closed his eyes while digesting everything carefully.
He could now understand why formations were difficult.
A slight mistake would destroy the entire array.
The placent of spiritual qi had to be perfect.
The circulation had to remain balanced.
The array core needed constant nourishnt.
The illusion effects required synchronization.
And most importantly, the entire formation consud trendous resources continuously.
Spiritual stones.
A lot of spiritual stones.
The more powerful the formation, the greater the consumption.
Imdiately afterward, Clayne frowned slightly.
Because he did not have spiritual stones.
Not even one.
anwhile, the disciples below remained respectful quietly while watching him think.
Clayne slowly looked around his classroom afterward.
Food bags.
Drinks.
Chocolates.
Fruits.
Water.
Loads of resources.
Imdiately afterward, a thought appeared inside his head.
His real world objects absorbed absurd amounts of spiritual qi whenever placed inside the tiny world.
That ant they themselves beca cultivation resources afterward.
The apples.
The chips.
The chocolates.
Even water transford trendously.
If that was the case, perhaps his supplies themselves could act as substitutes temporarily.
However, another problem appeared imdiately afterward.
Storage.
The more food remained outside, the faster they would rot eventually.
And then suddenly, Clayne rembered sothing.
"Do you all have spiritual rings?"
Imdiately afterward, the three Core Formation disciples looked toward each other.
Senior Brother Li nodded respectfully.
"Yes, Senior Deity."
"Our forr Sect Patriarch possessed one."
Zi Yue imdiately looked awkward afterward.
"Senior Deity already broke it."
Clayne blinked afterward before rembering the ring from before.
"Oh."
Then afterward, he laughed helplessly.
"Right."
"It’s a pity."
"Even if it survived, my fingers are too big anyway."
The disciples below beca nervous hearing that.
anwhile, Zi Yue suddenly rembered sothing afterward.
"Senior Deity."
"We may not possess another ring."
"But our sect still has the Spiritual Vault."
Imdiately, Clayne looked interested afterward.
"Vault?"
Zi Yue nodded respectfully.
"Yes."
"It belonged originally to the Sect Patriarch."
"Now that Patriarch has perished, it no longer has an owner."
"If Senior Deity wishes, you may take it."
Imdiately afterward, she pointed toward a distant floating island.
anwhile, Clayne focused his consciousness imdiately.
Then afterward, his vision moved again.
His awareness drifted directly through the Silent Sword Sect territory smoothly like an invisible god overlooking everything.
He passed through training halls.
Through libraries.
Through ditation chambers.
Through hidden tunnels.
Through enormous sword arenas filled with ancient sword marks.
He passed through countless disciples training silently beneath waterfalls while spiritual mist drifted throughout the islands beautifully.
He saw alchemy rooms filled with spirit herbs.
He saw beast chambers containing spirit cranes and flying beasts.
He saw storage halls filled with cultivation materials.
Ancient books.
Broken treasures.
Spirit ores.
Formation flags.
The deeper his consciousness wandered, the more amazed Clayne beca.
The Silent Sword Sect truly felt like a real immortal sect now.
Not rely a miniature anymore.
Eventually, his consciousness reached an enormous underground chamber hidden beneath the central island.
Imdiately afterward, Clayne beca stunned.
Because before him stood sothing resembling a gigantic concrete vault.
Massive tallic doors covered its surface while countless glowing array patterns circulated throughout the structure continuously.
The array symbols looked complicated beyond imagination.
Silver lines.
Golden seals.
Sword shaped runes.
Mist patterns.
Spiritual locks.
Everything glowed together beautifully.
anwhile, Clayne narrowed his eyes carefully afterward.
He absolutely did not want to accidentally destroy it.
After all, this thing was clearly coated with so important arrays.
But despite his caution, he beca increasingly satisfied the more he looked at it—especially the storage space inside.
Because it was huge. He could sense it with his consciousness.
For tiny cultivators, the space inside probably looked massive, like a palace.
But for him?
It was roughly the size of a refrigerator.
Perfect.
Absolutely perfect.
However, another concern appeared imdiately afterward.
Could it even withstand real world objects?
The floating islands themselves transford trendously whenever real objects absorbed spiritual qi.
What if the vault exploded from overload?
Clayne honestly did not know.
Still, curiosity won imdiately afterward.
He wanted testing it.
Suddenly, Clayne carefully reached toward one empty floating island.
Imdiately afterward, he slowly lifted it.
Then afterward, his eyes widened instantly.
Because it worked.
The floating island actually left the tiny world.
anwhile, the disciples below scread in shock imdiately.
"Senior Deity lifted an island!"
"The island disappeared!"
"Heavens!"
However, Clayne himself beca horrified afterward.
Because the mont the island left the tiny world, the living grass began dying rapidly.
The spiritual trees withered instantly.
The flowers turned gray.
The spirit insects collapsed lifelessly.
Even the spiritual mist dispersed rapidly.
The floating island itself remained intact.
The formation arrays still glowed.
The island structure remained stable.
But all living things died imdiately.
anwhile, Clayne swallowed afterward.
"I see..."
"So living things really cannot survive outside..."
Fortunately, the floating island itself still worked.
That alone already proved enough.
Imdiately afterward, Clayne carefully placed the floating island inside his pocket.
Then afterward, he reached carefully toward the Spiritual Vault.
The enormous vault trembled slightly before disappearing from the tiny world completely.
Imdiately afterward, Clayne beca extrely alert.
He waited nervously.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
Nothing exploded.
The vault remained completely stable.
anwhile, Clayne slowly stared at the object resting before him now.
Outside the tiny world, the enormous vault beca tiny.
Only around flashlight sized.
Yet despite becoming small, the formation arrays still glowed continuously across its surface beautifully.
Imdiately afterward, Clayne’s eyes shined brightly.
"It works..."
"It actually works..."
anwhile, the disciples below beca stunned too.
Senior Brother Li looked completely speechless afterward.
"Senior Deity truly possesses unimaginable divine thods..."
Zi Yue nodded slowly afterward.
"Even spatial treasures beco ordinary objects before Senior Deity..."
anwhile, Clayne ignored them completely afterward because excitent filled his entire body now.
Imdiately, he opened the vault.
The inside remained enormous.
Far larger than expected.
The internal space resembled a storage room.
Imdiately afterward, Clayne started placing everything inside rapidly.
Apples.
Chocolates.
Chips.
Bottled water.
Biscuits.
Canned goods.
Juices.
Snacks.
Every resource entered the tiny vault continuously.
anwhile, Clayne beca increasingly ecstatic afterward.
Because now he finally possessed portable storage.
Real portable storage.
He could carry everything anywhere now.
No more worrying about supplies.
No more worrying about food rotting openly.
No more carrying heavy bags.
Imdiately afterward, Clayne closed the vault carefully.
The flashlight sized object fit perfectly inside his pocket.
anwhile, he slowly smiled afterward.
Then afterward, he looked toward the Silent Sword Sect again.
Toward the countless array patterns floating within his mories.
Toward the mist covering the floating islands.
Toward the enormous concealnt formation protecting the sect.
Then afterward, Clayne slowly breathed deeply.
"It’s ti."
Imdiately afterward, he moved.
His fingers began tracing formation patterns slowly through the air according to the mories he absorbed earlier.
Spiritual qi circulated throughout his body continuously while the Silent Sword cultivation thod operated automatically.
The floor beneath him slowly glowed faintly.
Then afterward, Clayne carefully took several spiritually enhanced food crumbs from before.
He crushed them gently afterward.
Imdiately, dense spiritual qi burst outward from the crumbs.
The surrounding air trembled slightly.
Then afterward, Clayne carefully guided the spiritual qi according to the formation mories within his mind.
One line.
Two lines.
Three lines.
Invisible formation pathways slowly ford throughout the hallway floor.
The more Clayne worked, the more focused he beca.
anwhile, the disciples below watched silently with admiration.
Because despite being unfamiliar with formations earlier, Senior Deity now understood everything terrifyingly fast.
It almost looked instinctive.
Natural.
As though he already mastered formations countless years ago.
anwhile, outside the school building, distant undead growls echoed faintly through the night.
But Clayne ignored everything completely.
Because right now, his eyes glowed with excitent.
The Concealnt Array.
The thing he desperately needed inside this horrifying apocalypse.
And now finally...
He was going to make it work.
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