The vast celestial might unfurled as starlight flooded the canyon.
Blood trickled from the masked old man's mouth and nose. Along the edge of his gilded mask, crimson droplets formed, as if in submission before Qin Yang.
"COUGH… COUGH…"
He trembled all over. The life seemed to drain from the hundred beasts carved upon his mask.
"Venerable One!"
The black-robed man paled in shock at the sight. Gazing at the phenomenon that filled the sky, he was struck with terror, and his legs began to shake uncontrollably.
'The seven stars are aligned. Everything under the heavens is now trapped within the Array.'
'How can I possibly escape?!'
'Thousands upon thousands of streams of Star Force are descending, all to execute a single man. The Array encompasses the entire sky—there's nowhere to run!'
'How am I supposed to fight this?'
'This Jianghai Sword God… it's one thing for him to be a master of Swordsmanship, but he's also an expert in Arrays?!'
