Chapter 428: Nine days have passed, even a saint cannot save?

For the remaining seven days, no matter how noisy the outside world was, Tang An stayed behind closed doors.

She was setting up an array, using all her strength as a half-saint to set up such a great array.

Sun Wukong and Nezha were guarding the law outside, and they learned how to browse their phones out of boredom.

"Brother Nezha, don't worry, Master is just setting up an array, with her cultivation, and us guarding the law, nothing will happen."

He also took out his phone to show Nezha, and there were many people dressed as Nezha inside.

But Nezha's mind wasn't on this; even if he knew Tang An might not be in any danger, he was still very worried. After all, she had been in seclusion for seven days without coming out.

"She wants to take those drawings, I can just go take them. Even if I don't kill anyone, I can get those drawings."

"Why go to such great lengths?"

Sun Wukong jumped onto the pavilion railing outside and sat down. "Brother Nezha, whether it's you, or me, or Brother Yang Jian. Whoever of us goes, whoever goes will be tainted with the cause and effect of this place."

"Master said that those drawings are heavy national weapons, and the cause and effect of them is so great that it does us more harm than good."

"Even if Master goes herself, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack for her to find what she wants, to find that place."

"Instead of causing unnecessary cause and effect in the end, it's better to borrow strength to hit strength. Straightforward, exchanging the smallest price for what Master wants."

Sun Wukong said this, jumped to Nezha's side, and patted Nezha's shoulder lightly. "And judging by Master's style of doing things, even if the other party doesn't agree to this transaction, I'm afraid she would have set up this array before she left."

"Master deliberately lured that person over, just to solve the matter of those drawings while accomplishing this matter."

"Although, that person feels this matter shouldn't be used as a transaction. But I feel Master isn't wrong, even if she has schemes by taking the opportunity, what she schemes for is nothing more than the peace of the Three Realms."

Sun Wukong didn't know what Tang An was going to do, or what role those drawings played. But he knew that this matter was the main purpose of her coming back.

"Brother Nezha? Brother Nezha?"

"Did you hear what I said?"

Nezha's eyes never left the front hall, just nodded perfunctorily.

"Forget it, forget it, just watch." Sun Wukong lay back on the pavilion bench, continuing to fiddle with his phone curiously.

The seventh day, evening.

"Buzz~ buzz~ buzz~"

Sun Wukong stood up immediately, and Nezha also opened his eyes, looking at the ground.

"Oh?"

"It's done, it's done~ hehehehe~" Sun Wukong jumped up and slapped his thigh, hurriedly teleporting to the courtyard, feeling the power of the array.

The array was set up from the center of the Divine Mansion, and then extended infinitely to all directions through the earth veins.

"Will it be discovered by the person behind the scenes?" Nezha was worried about this problem.

"Don't worry, Master said, she just finished that big event of the magic array backlash. Under that kind of national pride and hot-blooded state of mind, setting up such an array is very reasonable and not abrupt."

"Even if he notices it at this moment, there might be hidden circumstances after Master set up the array, it doesn't matter. Because Master also said that the things the person behind the scenes is doing have also reached a critical moment, and he has no heart to intervene in her affairs."

"If there are other minions who come out to block Master, you and I will go and kill them."

Nezha still felt uneasy. He didn't know what method Tang An had figured out the other party wanted to use to harm her. She even knew so clearly that the other party had also reached a critical moment. If what she said was true, then when would the other party take action? And how would they take action, does she really have a sure chance of winning?

At the same time, in a barren mountain, Yang Jian also sensed the spreading array.

"An array covering such a scale, Master is afraid she will have a hard time bearing it."

"But fortunately, it should just be exhausting her Dharma power, she can recover after eating some immortal pills."

Saying this, Yang Jian looked at the barren mountain, his shock even greater.

"I didn't expect that the people here have such lethal weapons."

"If this were in the Great Tang, I'm afraid there would be no need for the Great Tang Iron Cavalry. Even without a single soldier, one could go straight to the Yellow Dragon and flatten a country in an instant."

"No wonder Master would say that if the cause and effect were tainted, the consequences would be unpredictable."

In a dark room somewhere.

There were no lights here, only two dim candle flames flickering.

On an altar, between the two candle flames, was placed a book and a straw man lingering with black Qi and a trace of blood Qi.

On the straw man was pasted a piece of paper, which was exactly Tang An's name and birth date.

The person casting the spell had hands like withered branches. Behind him, there were seven figures who were casting spells together with him.

He seemed to feel the movement of the earth under his feet, but didn't care. Because his eyes were full of confidence, confidence that his great array, his schemes, could not be broken by anyone.

Tang An, will definitely die.

Even if it costs his life, as long as Tang An is killed, that is the most cost-effective deal.

"There are no more than nine days left, nine days later you will definitely have your soul scattered."

"Before you die, do whatever you want to do. The great merit you think you can get is nothing more than helping me delay and consume your own life."

"Once nine days pass, even a saint cannot save you."

Under the dim light, his pale face looked so eerie, and his smile was so strange, making people's backs feel cold.

In the Divine Mansion.

"Pfft!"

Tang An vomited a mouthful of blood in the room.

"Clap!"

Sun Wukong and Nezha both rushed in to check her situation.

Tang An lay on the ground, stretched out her hand, and used all her strength to say one sentence.

"I want... to eat..." ===== CHAPTER 429 =====

"I want... to eat..."