Utter Silence

The giant Sun was hanging in the sky. It was noon exactly.

Around the Yan Clan's field, everyone was fixated onto the man dressed in white. They had expressions of doubt, taunting, and disdain.

It was obvious that everyone here was waiting for Ling Xian to screw up.

This was normal. Towards an array so many array masters were helpless again, how could a 20 something year old fix it?

Thus, other than Yan Ning Zhi and Bai Xiao Qi, nobody here believed in Ling Xian. They all waited for him to embarrass himself.

Against everyone's questioning stares, Ling Xian didn't say anything. He simply sat down in the middle of the field and focused his attention onto the array board.

The Array of Unyielding Emotions – an ancient array left behind by the ancestors of the Yan Clan. It had been protecting the Yan Clan for thousands of years and it was incomparably strong. But before them, the array was reaching its end.