Jared did not answer with an objection. He slowly closed his eyes and steadied his focus. His awareness sank into his spirit well, and vast chaotic force spread outward without a sound, turning into an invisible net of perception that covered the entire ice peak, the outer encampment, and every warding formation around them.
Chaotic force was born to break illusions, concealments, and wards. In only a short while, every patrol route, every troop checkpoint, every weak point in the wards, and every blind spot in the formations appeared clearly in Jared's mind. Nothing stayed hidden.
A moment later, Jared opened his eyes. The corner of his mouth lifted with quiet certainty, and he said evenly, "No need to charge in from the front... The ancestral seat's core ward recognizes only true Frost-Deity blood. No matter how many celestial cultivators they station outside, they cannot step even half a pace inside..."
"They can only stand guard on the perimeter and watch... All we need to do is avoid the patrols, find the blind spots, slip around the outer line of defense, and step inside the warding veil. Once we do, the Celestial Army will have no move left. They can only watch us enter the ancestral seat with their own eyes, powerless to stop us."
The five companions lowered themselves at once, pressing close to the frozen surface. They drew in every trace of their presence and slipped soundlessly toward the foot of the ancestral ice peak.
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