Feng Sanniang pondered and said,
"I, in my lifetime, also studied some array arrangements, let me give it a try!"
As she spoke, she turned around and transformed into a wisp of black smoke, disappearing without a trace!
Feng Sanniang had some skills indeed. In no time, black mist quietly rose around the array. Soon, as if imbued with life, the black mist drifted towards the formation flags planted in the ground. The light shield of the array, which faintly flickered, became gradually thinner under the corrosion of the Yin Energy. Some ghost messengers emerged quietly from the black mist and, following Feng Sanniang's guidance, slipped through the weakest part of the array and reached one of the formation flags. With a gentle tug, a corner of the array was silently broken. Shortly thereafter, other formation flags were removed, and half of the array was dismantled. Meanwhile, the one-armed cultivator sitting cross-legged by the Spiritual Spring remained completely unaware!
