Qin Yun and Yang Jian

"No good! This array formation is too powerful. Just as he said, I might not even be able to last an hour. Am I really going to die in this array?" Wu Zhiqi revealed a look of horror. His body not only began to suffer damage when the Misty Rain Array increased in strength, wounds began to rupture under his green fur even as they healed.

"Brother Wu Zhiqi, I probably won't last five minutes!" Guixun yelled frantically. "Think of a solution!"

"I'm trying!" Wu Zhiqi snapped back nastily. Following that, he threw out the black chain which was coiled around him and Guixun. Its constant spinning formed an independent space that insulated them from the outside. However, the Misty Rain Array's might was just too strong. The pure and tainted clouds tore through space under its repeated assaults. All the black chain could do was hold back a portion of the Sword Qi, failing to stop more than half of the Sword Qi.