"Brother Lin, about this Array Formation Restriction, do you have a way to break it?"
Dracula's voice carried a trace of urgency and expectation, his gaze locked tightly onto Lin Dong.
Lin Dong's eyes turned toward the mid‑air above the Ancient Hall ahead.
All around the Ancient Hall were crumbling walls carved by the passage of time, but the most eye‑catching thing was the brilliant Array Barrier suspended in the air.
Complex and unfathomable light patterns flowed across its surface, emitting a fluctuation that made one's heart tremble.
At the moment, Lin Dong did not answer Dracula's question; his attention had been completely drawn in by that Array Formation Restriction.
He slowly paced around it, carefully observing the Barrier, his brows tightly knitted, as if trying to brand every tiny detail into his heart.
After a long while, Lin Dong finally moved.
He took a deep breath, Inner Qi in his Dantian surging, converging in his palm to form a beam of dazzling light.
