Right now, Celestial Concealment was standing directly across from Lin Chang'sheng, equally immobilized by the grand array.
All he could do was glare at Lin Chang'sheng with his aged eyes.
Still, Celestial Concealment had a certain advantage over him.
After all, he was at the Late Stage of Nascent Soul, and his magical power was at least five times more robust than Lin Chang'sheng's.
Even if Lin Chang'sheng was crushed to death, he could still hold out for a while longer.
"You little bastard, let's see what trick you have to break the array this time?"
Celestial Concealment sneered at Lin Chang'sheng.
"This so-called grand array of yours? I don't even think it's worth a mention. The array plate—isn't it right under our feet?"
Lin Chang'sheng stared at Celestial Concealment and spoke slowly.
The moment he said this, a flash of surprise darted through Celestial Concealment's eyes.
