Clayne immediately took another sword afterward.

The disciples below immediately became respectful again after realizing Senior Deity was about learning another technique.

Meanwhile, Clayne did not waste any more time.

Crack.

The sword shattered between his fingers instantly.

Immediately afterward, countless information surged directly into his mind like a violent flood.

Formation patterns.

Spiritual pathways.

Array cores.

Mist circulation.

Concealment methods.

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 placement of spiritual qi had to be perfect.

The circulation had to remain balanced.

The array core needed constant nourishment.

The illusion effects required synchronization.

And most importantly, the entire formation consumed tremendous resources continuously.

Spiritual stones.

A lot of spiritual stones.

The more powerful the formation, the greater the consumption.

Immediately afterward, Clayne frowned slightly.

Because he did not have spiritual stones.

Not even one.

Meanwhile, 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.

Immediately afterward, a thought appeared inside his head.

His real world objects absorbed absurd amounts of spiritual qi whenever placed inside the tiny world.

That meant they themselves became cultivation resources afterward.

The apples.

The chips.

The chocolates.

Even water transformed tremendously.

If that was the case, perhaps his supplies themselves could act as substitutes temporarily.

However, another problem appeared immediately afterward.

Storage.

The more food remained outside, the faster they would rot eventually.

And then suddenly, Clayne remembered something.

"Do you all have spiritual rings?"

Immediately afterward, the three Core Formation disciples looked toward each other.

Senior Brother Li nodded respectfully.

"Yes, Senior Deity."

"Our former Sect Patriarch possessed one."

Zi Yue immediately looked awkward afterward.

"Senior Deity already broke it."

Clayne blinked afterward before remembering 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 became nervous hearing that.

Meanwhile, Zi Yue suddenly remembered something afterward.

"Senior Deity."

"We may not possess another ring."

"But our sect still has the Spiritual Vault."

Immediately, 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."

Immediately afterward, she pointed toward a distant floating island.

Meanwhile, Clayne focused his consciousness immediately.

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 meditation 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 became.

The Silent Sword Sect truly felt like a real immortal sect now.

Not merely a miniature anymore.

Eventually, his consciousness reached an enormous underground chamber hidden beneath the central island.

Immediately afterward, Clayne became stunned.

Because before him stood something resembling a gigantic concrete vault.

Massive metallic 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.

Meanwhile, Clayne narrowed his eyes carefully afterward.

He absolutely did not want to accidentally destroy it.

After all, this thing was clearly coated with some important arrays.

But despite his caution, he became 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 immediately afterward.

Could it even withstand real world objects?

The floating islands themselves transformed tremendously whenever real objects absorbed spiritual qi.

What if the vault exploded from overload?

Clayne honestly did not know.

Still, curiosity won immediately afterward.

He wanted testing it.

Suddenly, Clayne carefully reached toward one empty floating island.

Immediately afterward, he slowly lifted it.

Then afterward, his eyes widened instantly.

Because it worked.

The floating island actually left the tiny world.

Meanwhile, the disciples below screamed in shock immediately.

"Senior Deity lifted an island!"

"The island disappeared!"

"Heavens!"

However, Clayne himself became horrified afterward.

Because the moment 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 immediately.

Meanwhile, Clayne swallowed afterward.

"I see..."

"So living things really cannot survive outside..."

Fortunately, the floating island itself still worked.

That alone already proved enough.

Immediately 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.

Immediately afterward, Clayne became extremely alert.

He waited nervously.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Nothing exploded.

The vault remained completely stable.

Meanwhile, Clayne slowly stared at the object resting before him now.

Outside the tiny world, the enormous vault became tiny.

Only around flashlight sized.

Yet despite becoming small, the formation arrays still glowed continuously across its surface beautifully.

Immediately afterward, Clayne’s eyes shined brightly.

"It works..."

"It actually works..."

Meanwhile, the disciples below became stunned too.

Senior Brother Li looked completely speechless afterward.

"Senior Deity truly possesses unimaginable divine methods..."

Zi Yue nodded slowly afterward.

"Even spatial treasures become ordinary objects before Senior Deity..."

Meanwhile, Clayne ignored them completely afterward because excitement filled his entire body now.

Immediately, he opened the vault.

The inside remained enormous.

Far larger than expected.

The internal space resembled a storage room.

Immediately afterward, Clayne started placing everything inside rapidly.

Apples.

Chocolates.

Chips.

Bottled water.

Biscuits.

Canned goods.

Juices.

Snacks.

Every resource entered the tiny vault continuously.

Meanwhile, Clayne became 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.

Immediately afterward, Clayne closed the vault carefully.

The flashlight sized object fit perfectly inside his pocket.

Meanwhile, he slowly smiled afterward.

Then afterward, he looked toward the Silent Sword Sect again.

Toward the countless array patterns floating within his memories.

Toward the mist covering the floating islands.

Toward the enormous concealment formation protecting the sect.

Then afterward, Clayne slowly breathed deeply.

"It’s time."

Immediately afterward, he moved.

His fingers began tracing formation patterns slowly through the air according to the memories he absorbed earlier.

Spiritual qi circulated throughout his body continuously while the Silent Sword cultivation method 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.

Immediately, 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 memories within his mind.

One line.

Two lines.

Three lines.

Invisible formation pathways slowly formed throughout the hallway floor.

The more Clayne worked, the more focused he became.

Meanwhile, 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.

Meanwhile, outside the school building, distant undead growls echoed faintly through the night.

But Clayne ignored everything completely.

Because right now, his eyes glowed with excitement.

The Concealment Array.

The thing he desperately needed inside this horrifying apocalypse.

And now finally...

He was going to make it work.