"So it was hidden here!"
Lu Yuan had an excellent memory.
Of course, to be precise, no cultivator had a poor memory.
If they noticed their memory declining or developing problems, they had to be extremely vigilant. Five hundred years ago, such symptoms indicated that their memories might have been interfered with by some great expert—that they might have become a chess piece chosen by that expert, with certain important memories altered. Five hundred years later, however, another widely known explanation had risen to rival the first: quickly think about whether you had offended anyone recently. This was a precursor to the Heavenly Human Five Declines, and the most tormenting kind at that. In the end, it could completely degrade one's memory and turn them into an idiot. Of course, this was merely one of the Five Declines.
What was more, for any cultivator—
Memory was something that absolutely could not be defiled.
If a cultivator's memories developed discrepancies—
Their fate had practically already been decided by someone else.
And all their secrets would no longer be secrets.
Thus, while recalling the past, Lu Yuan also checked his own memories. Only after confirming that there was nothing wrong did he shake his head in sudden realization, look at his surroundings, and sigh sincerely, "The Heavenly Emperor's array truly is extraordinary. I passed through this area before, yet I never noticed anything unusual..."
"In other words, even you can't do anything?"
"You can't even make the array manifest?"
"Then Array Breaking is out of the question."
Mandala drooped her little head and let out a deeply heartfelt sigh.
From a macro perspective—
Arrays could be divided into two types.
The first type was manifested arrays.
The second type was hidden arrays.
Naturally, arrays had not been divided into these two categories