Gathering of Evil Spirits

"Shatter!"

The caretaker of Bright Temple wiped away his cold sweat, continuously deploying one after another array-breaking treasure, striking directly at the weak points of the trapping array. Radiance clashed, and the space quivered.

The lord of Blissful Immortal Palace also held his breath, anticipating the array's collapse.

Until the radiance dispersed and the space stabilized, there was no change within the array.

"Why hasn't it shattered?"

The caretaker of Bright Temple froze, staring fixedly at the spot where the array-breaking treasures had struck.

The lord of Blissful Immortal Palace glanced at him, unable to speak.

Staring intently at the weak points of the array, the caretaker of Bright Temple seemed to understand something.

"The Dao is at its simplest! Arrays are no exception!"

"By arranging formations most simply, there are no weak points."

"The one who set up this array is a master! I know how to break it now!"