Humph!
With a cold snort, a handsome youth flew out from a place concealed by an array.
An incomparably vast spiritual aura rippled from him. He was Daoist Ling Yu, the sect master of the Immortal Feather Sect and a great cultivator of the Formless Realm. He appeared young because his cultivation talent had been exceptional; before the years could leave their marks upon him, he had already broken through to the next realm. Once he erected his Divine Bridge, he attained true "agelessness," rather than merely altering his appearance through the Formless Realm's ability to make color and form ever-changing.
Daoist Ling Yu's weathered, profound gaze swept across Shen Mo and the other two.
Feng Yu and Li Miaoshou were terrified beyond measure. They wanted to kneel and beg for mercy, but Long Zesheng's spell had immobilized their souls and bodies, leaving them unable even to bend down.
Shen Mo was likewise unable to move. An alien force had woven an airtight net within and around his Dao Body, preventing him from mobilizing even his true essence or spiritual power. However, the moment he acted, he knew he could no longer remain hidden, and had long prepared to abandon this "incarnation."
What concerned him more was whether, with Daoist Ling Yu's strength, he could stop the increasing number of arrays from collapsing.
Earlier, while repairing the lightning-drawing Dao Swords, Shen Mo had secretly studied the entire Thunder Ripple Creation Array and roughly grasped its properties. Once the lightning it drew exceeded its capacity, the array cores could easily explode, releasing the lightning power accumulated within the array. Thus, he altered the spirit patterns of the Dao Swords he handled, allowing them to intercept and store a trace of lightning power...
The final result was exactly as he had expected.