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Chapter 433: 433: Array Patterns Kill Huang Ye

Chapter 433: Chapter 433: Array Patterns Kill Huang Ye

Li Feiyang leaped down, the Fire Lotus in the Abyss below shot up into the sky and landed beside him. The two held hands, their faces all ashen.

The situation has become a deadlock!

With their abilities, they couldn’t rescue Lin Xiaosu from the outside and could only watch helplessly as he was duped onto that dead-end road by this group of schemers…

“Sister, no need to worry too much. Brother Su is no ordinary person, perhaps… no, he will definitely be fine!”

Li Xueyi slowly raised her gaze: “If anything happens to him, I, Li Xueyi, swear by the heavens, I will not let any of you involved today get away!”

Her voice rose to the high platform, and Ye Gui’s pupils contracted, staring at her coldly.

Within the Array Zone.

Lin Xiaosu took a step in, experiencing again the desolation he felt when he entered the forbidden area of the Ancient Array Sect.

The high temperature outside was halved upon entering the Abyss.

After entering the Array Zone, it almost completely disappeared.

Not only was it not hot here, but rather cold.

It wasn’t a chill on the skin but a bone-deep cold.

Because this was a place that no one had come to for thousands of years, where white bones lay everywhere, the aura of death silently lingering, and the killing intent of the Array Tao still hovering here.

Under his Heavenly Tao Wisdom Eye, he saw the array patterns.

Array Tao Residual Patterns, the killing intent remains.

Silk by silk, strand by strand, completely disordered.

The Array Tao is originally the law of order, any strand of array pattern should be where it belongs. Only in one situation would array patterns be everywhere and randomly wandering—when a sufficiently high-level formation is destroyed.

A large formation sufficiently high-end, ironically called having a soul or spirit.

After being destroyed, the array patterns wouldn’t immediately disappear but would long drift in the formation field.

These array patterns are the nightmare of all in the Array Tao.

Because they have no pattern, trying to connect through the Array Tao to find them is almost an impossible task.

And once you collide with them, no matter how high your cultivation or how tough your defenses, it would all be in vain, death would be inevitable.

Here, in fact, the whole Abyss is a formation field.

It’s just that the Bridge Realm Bai Races, after thousands of years of constant damage, the large formation’s periphery is already fragmented.

Fragmented array patterns, carrying incomprehensible killing intents and even resentment, formed a nine-deaths-one-life Array Tao, devouring anyone who dares to intrude. Year by year, resentment spirits accumulated for millions of years, making the array patterns even more unpredictable.

The ways high-skilled formation masters enter an ancient broken formation are uniform, using extraordinary sensing power, exploring the approaching array patterns with various Array Tao profundities, determining the route, observing any slight changes, and cautiously advancing.

So, travel here cannot be fast.

Thus, over the span of ten thousand years, they could only carve out a few dozen miles of safe path in the Array Zone.

In recent years, breakthroughs on the Array Path occurred, the Ye Clan discovered a peculiar spring called “Enlightenment Spring,” meaning to clarify the mind and see the nature. Array masters who drank from this spring had their sensing power for the Array Tao increased tenfold, significantly speeding up their progress.

Lin Xiaosu was tricked by that Ye Gui, taking a step into the perilous Broken Formation, theoretically his chances of survival were less than ten percent, but such conventions were long overturned in his eyes.

Because his Heavenly Tao Wisdom Eye could perceive array patterns.

Dangerous array patterns completely unseen and unperceivable by others, right next to them, were as clear as a painting to him.

His form flickered left and right, stopping and going, and in a moment, he was thirty miles away.

Beneath his feet were countless white bones, which crumbled into dust with a light touch, clearly not bones from the past ten thousand years, but from even more ancient history.

Before him, a strange sight suddenly appeared.

A section of a tree branch, pointing diagonally to the sky.

This tree branch was extraordinarily large, like an isolated island in the vast sea.

Every leaf was a platform.

Every tender branch was a slope.

On the platform sat seventeen people, some deep in thought, some probing with a bronze array pen, some consulting ancient classics, some manipulating an Array Plate, or drinking “Enlightenment Spring” to enhance sensing power.

Array patterns surrounded them, densely packed and chaotic.

Below the platform were another forty or fifty people, also exploring, advancing, and taking risks…

The seventeen people above were the seventeen top-level Four Realms Array Masters of the Abyss.

The forty or fifty below were the next tier, the Third Realm Array Masters.

Another group of array masters occupied positions between the platform outside and the tree branch, each with their own roles—some exploring, others guarding the passage.

Lin Xiaosu came from the north, instantly alerting the people on the tree.

Yin Xuan on the tree lifted his gaze, his Array Plate in his hand suddenly trembled, his eyes widened, staring at Lin Xiaosu approaching as if seeing a ghost.

Beside Yin Xuan, Huang Ye’s bronze pen trembled, with a soft hiss, the pen tip was cut off by an invisible array pattern. It seemed he didn’t mind, his beast-like fierce eyes locked firmly on Lin Xiaosu.

“Open a new path in just two hours? Pass through a forty-mile dangerous array zone?” Yin Xuan’s voice seemed to come from the deepest part of Hell.

The sound shocked everyone in the top-level circle.

All eyes turned north.

A ten-level tornado swept through everyone’s heart.

Lin Xiaosu entered the Array Zone exactly two hours ago.

The route he took—oh, no, the route given by Ye Gui was a new path.

The road into the Array Zone, how perilous was it?

The path they tread, achieved through the relay of countless generations over ten thousand years, at least three thousand array masters died on that forty-mile-long road.

That is to say, the corpses of three thousand, the task done over ten thousand years by the combined efforts of the Bai Races, today was easily traversed by a just twenty-year-old boy in two hours.

Is this possible?

Even a hint of possibility?

Every array master simultaneously had a feeling—doubting life.

Yin Xuan’s voice rang out: “There might be only one possibility—he carries an Array Tao treasure!”

A Dong Clan Array Master beside Yin Xuan trembled slightly.

In his heart, he sighed; people from the Yin Clan are indeed sly. With just a single sentence, this kid becomes a sworn enemy of many! His life is definitely forfeit.

It’s simply because he touched upon the most sensitive nerve of all Array Masters.

Who would willingly give up an Array Tao treasure?

This kid bringing an Array Tao treasure before these seventeen people is akin to walking into a bandit’s lair with one’s beloved wife.

Those truly shrewd would, even if aware of the treasure, refrain from stating it openly, even when intent on stealing it.

Only the Yin Clan would point it out.

Because he hopes to see everyone fight fervently over this fat piece of meat, resulting in chaos and corpses everywhere.

This is the sinister nature of the Yin Clan.

Acts benefiting themselves, they act sinisterly; acts not benefiting them, as long as it harms others, they still act sinisterly.

This trait is ingrained within their bones.

Lin Xiaosu walked steadily in front of all, their eyes like hungry wolves.

Upon stepping onto this “branch,” he felt as if he had landed on a large island.

Amid the envious or puzzled gazes of Third-level Array Masters, he stepped upward, moving into the upper top-tier circle.

As his figure vanished, those Third-level Array Masters below stared at each other, collectively questioning their existence.

The top-tier circle, could it truly be this easy to reach?

Why have they never been able to ascend?

Why are a few corpses thrown into the abyss below every month?

Lin Xiaosu climbed higher, leaving the advanced circle for the top tier.

Before him, a small semi-circular platform shone emerald green, shaped like a lotus leaf. In the center of this platform, the Huang Clan Array Master Huang Ye raised his gaze and coldly focused on him: “Kid, what Array Tao treasure do you carry?”

The entire place fell silent, everyone’s gaze fixed on Lin Xiaosu’s face.

Including Li Qing, who stood atop a lotus leaf platform at the highest point.

From up close, Li Qing appeared more like a fairy.

“What say you?” Lin Xiaosu stepped closer, causing everyone’s hearts to leap as they knew very well there was an Array pattern right in front of this kid. Huang Ye, this Huang Clan Array Master, had once lost a hand beneath this extremely concealed Array pattern. Just one step closer, and he would die.

No one warned him.

Not a single person!

“Hand it over!” Huang Ye ordered grimly.

Lin Xiaosu smiled: “I have a piece of advice for you!”

Huang Ye lifted his gaze, staring coldly at him: “Let’s hear it.”

“The Huang Clan is already destroyed, you are now a homeless and abandoned dog, so tone down your arrogance, bow your head and behave, and you might live a few extra years!”

Fire kindled in Huang Ye’s eyes!

For a person from the Huang Clan, the greatest pain of heart was the destruction of their clan.

Anyone daring to uncover this wound in front of him would invoke his wrath.

Let alone Lin Xiaosu, who had connections with the clan’s mortal enemies?

“Courting death!” Huang Ye rose violently, claws extending over three feet, reaching down towards Lin Xiaosu from the platform.

After having sat on this platform for several years, he naturally knew where the Array patterns were, so this strike just avoided the pattern.

Still, he could never have foreseen this.

Just as his body extended, with a whoosh, his head vanished.

A blood trail lingered in the air like a cloud in the sky, slowly drifting away…

“Floating Array Pattern!” Li Qing’s face changed.

As an Array Grandmaster, they feared not fixed-position Array patterns; it’s the floating ones they feared.

Ninety-nine percent of Array patterns are fixed; should you be cautious and sense carefully, avoiding these patterns is possible. Given enough time on this “branch,” they know where the patterns are.

But floating patterns are unpredictable.

The most perilous.

And yet Huang Ye was so unlucky as to collide with it.

His head was directly sliced off, dying violently.

Lin Xiaosu remarked: “I already advised him to bow his head! That stubborn fellow just wouldn’t heed, insisted on raising his head, isn’t that courting death?”

With a step, he knocked Huang Ye’s body from the platform, sending it plummeting into the abyss below.

Yin Xuan’s eyes glistened: “You advised him to bow his head, implying not to stand?”

“Yes, otherwise what?” Lin Xiaosu replied.

The crowd was entirely baffled.

To advise someone to bow implied literally what it said: lower your head, don’t rise.

Yet, that’s not right…

Yin Xuan said: “You knew there was a floating Array pattern above his head?”

“Indeed!”

Everyone was stunned: “How did you know?”

This voice came from the highest point, from Li Qing.

“Senior Li just helped me earlier, I am immensely grateful!” Lin Xiaosu bowed deeply: “Since the senior asked, I dare not hide, I possess an Innate Array Eye, capable of seeing Array patterns.”