"Array—activate!"
Over Skull Mountain Market, the fully restored Hundred Bones Grand Array roared to life. Its thunderous rotation caught Wu Zhichong and Duanmu Yuan off guard, forcing them to retreat.
Seizing the opening, Lu Yuanchun turned into a streak of blood-light and shot across the sky.
The array patterns parted for him alone, then sealed shut again, leaving not even a sliver for outsiders to exploit.
"My thanks, Brother Lü—"
Lu Yuanchun landed within the array. His blood-light dispersed, revealing a disheveled figure, terror still lingering on his face.
"Brother Lü… are you an Array Master?"
Without such skill, how could he have rebuilt the array and saved them from certain death?
"Barely Ninth Grade." Lü Yang replied with a faint smile. "Studied a little. Just enough to get this array running again."
He spoke lightly, yet Lu Yuanchun grew solemn.
