"Please lead the way, Gong," Cao Zhengyang decided promptly.
Gong Zhen nodded and immediately led the group towards a specific direction at high speed.
Yu Fuchuan watched them until their figures disappeared from sight. Sighing deeply, his face was full of worry as he muttered to himself, "Hope nothing goes wrong..."
......
In the Chaotic Cloud Stream, ancient trees towered to the sky, peaks and ridges crisscrossed, and the deep valleys seemed like the gaping mouths of giant beasts.
But if one looked closely, they could see array flags below, flickering with a cold glow, inserted into different corners.
Between these array flags, spiritual silk threads appeared faintly, weaving into a vast and complex array map scroll—this was the ultimate array of the Cangyan Daoist Palace, the "Flame Prison Heaven-Trapping Array."
Once activated, scorching waves of flames would sweep all around, trapping any intruders, making survival impossible and seeking death unachievable.
