'Just one more batch of nodes, and this Grand Array is sure to fall!'
Without hesitation, Chu Fan shot out like a cheetah, silently tailing the nearest man in white.
The man in white weaved quickly through the complex alleys and ruins, seemingly intimately familiar with the terrain. He soon disappeared among a stretch of crumbling walls.
Suddenly—
"You bastards of the Moon Worship Sect! I'll fight you to the death!"
The roar, filled with fury and grief and empowered by a surge of Primordial Qi, boomed like a thunderclap across the entire city.
Chu Fan started. He knew that voice.
It was the master of the Mountain Opening Boxing Hall, Wang Kaishan!
Wang Kaishan's death-defying roar was like lighting a fuse, instantly igniting the long-suppressed rage and fighting spirit of the city's people!
Previously, faced with the incomprehensible and invincible Resentful Spirit and the Grand Array blanketing the city, the people had been left with nothing but numb despair.
