Chapter 843 Hundred Dragon Array

• "Impossible," the imprisoned man whispered, eyes wide as moons. The very entities that had butchered countless intruders now drifted about the newcomer like tame swans. His mind reeled at the absurd calm.
• He had survived here a decade only because blind luck had hurled him into a crevice beneath the dragon bone. Any other day the phantoms would have torn him apart before the first scream.
• During those years, he had watched cultivator after cultivator stride in with blazing confidence and leave as crimson mist. Never once had the dragon's apparitions shown mercy. Until now.