"Boundary Formation..."
After being repelled by the Great Sun Bright Order Sword, the dried-up flesh finally responded, its voice hoarse and somber: "Young friend, is this a fortuitous encounter, or are you indeed born from the forces of the Immortal Sects?"
"Oh?"
Jiang Ding's heart stirred, temporarily halting his killing action.
"You really don't know?"
"That's quite strange indeed."
The dried-up flesh cackled wickedly: "The Boundary Formation has always been regarded as a Forbidden Tutorial by the Immortal Sects, seen as one of the core authorities of the sects. If a subordinate sect touched it, extermination often follows. Since you, young friend, are in command of the Boundary Formation and are not from the Immortal Sects..."
"It seems… your fortuitous encounter is not small."
He repeatedly called him 'young friend', as if he had never heard terms like 'old furball', 'old bastard', or 'dog thing.' His manner was polite and of utmost quality.
