Leaving

Chen Lin reached the spot where Master Niankong had passed away in meditation, swiftly gathered all his bones, then looked at the prayer cushion beneath them.

This prayer cushion was the Array Core of the formation here. All he needed to do was channel Buddhist power into it to activate the formation.

He stretched out his hand, pressed it against the prayer cushion, and circulated the Vajra Body-Refining Art.

The prayer cushion immediately gave off a faint white glow.

Relief washed through him.

But even after he waited a long while, the formation did not activate.

Chen Lin frowned and tried again.

This time, however, there was not even a white glow.

After several consecutive attempts and a thorough examination of the prayer cushion, he finally had to accept reality.

By now, however, Chen Lin had calmed down.

He rubbed his chin and studied the surrounding walls.

Since the formation had failed, the walls here would naturally have lost their defensive power as well. He could dig his way out, though it would take some time.

He put the thought into action at once, turning and approaching a wall. Rather than use his flying sword straight away, he circulated the Vajra Body-Refining Art and threw a punch!

Then he froze.

He had only meant to test whether the formation on the wall was still active. He had never expected his punch to smash the wall apart.

Half the wall fractured into a spiderweb of cracks, leaving Chen Lin overjoyed.

His guess had been right. With the great formation no longer working, this was nothing more than an ordinary stone room.

He immediately delivered another punch, and the wall collapsed with a crash. Before he could inspect what lay beyond, a surge of water poured through the opening!

*Water was coming