Heavy Array Peak.
In the secret chamber, lights were blazing, rendering the remnants of formation diagrams on the wall in exquisite detail.
Wenren Yan and Ouyang Lin both stood beside a wall, lost in thought.
Ouyang Lin suddenly pointed at a certain part of the diagrams on the wall: "You made a mistake in your deductions here. The Array Eye has shifted too much, the Ice Spiritual Power will collapse at this point, lasting less than half an incense stick."
Wenren Yan was slightly startled, then focused and looked closely, moments later, he smiled: "You're right. Ah, inviting you to repair this Mystic Misty Array was the correct choice."
Ouyang Lin remained expressionless: "I'm only more familiar with the Ice Formation."
"You excel in Illusion Arrays, the portions you deduced and supplemented are beyond my capability."
"To fill the gaps further, we'd need to enlist more expertise. Several critical points cannot be resolved even if we combine our efforts."
