The hearty howl had barely faded when ripples swept through the air. The spirit array had been activated once more.
The battle-hardened troops were already well practiced at dealing with attacks from spirit arrays.
In almost an instant, the troops joined forces and set up a defensive canopy.
Strangely, the waves of light unleashed by the spirit array did not blast toward the troops. Instead, they shot straight toward the golden cloud of wishes hanging low over Guangling City.
"Protect the array!"
Commander Ming finally lost his composure. He roared hoarsely, his pupils dilated as if he had witnessed the most shocking sight in the world.
He could never have imagined, not even in his dreams, that the rebels opposite him would pull a move like this.
After all, even in the midst of a great battle, the cloud of wishes would gather, and the scattered wish-beads could be claimed by either side.
He could hardly believe that the bandit chief Zhu Shisan was so ruthless as to attack the cloud of wishes. He clearly meant to flip the table and keep everyone from getting a bite.
Ming Liding's orders were obeyed without question. At his desperate shout, the troops hurriedly turned their defensive array around and sent it toward the sky above Guangling City.
But the rippling wave blasted out by the spirit array streaked forward like lightning. They were a step behind; there was no way they could catch up.
The spirit array struck the defensive barrier around the cloud of wishes, sending out a ripple.
Ming Liding let out a long breath of relief. But then the ripple suddenly turned black and burst apart with a bang, vanishing like a bubble of smoke.
"Three-tailed Candle Yin Dog blood! Heavens, those bandits actually got their hands on the