At this moment, faced with the Grand Array's suppression, Cang Linzu neither fled nor found the array's life gate to evade it. He remained half-kneeling, utterly motionless.
"Capture... complete."
Seeing this, the leading True Person let out a long breath of relief. Cang Linzu was indeed formidable, but he was not truly a True Person after all. No matter how dangerous he was or how immense his destructive power, he ultimately could not withstand a grand array designed specifically to suppress geniuses like them.
Cang Linzu was indeed neither of those two kinds of people.
He was the third kind.
Because the one actually operating was not himself.
At this moment, under the suppression of the Three Abysses Nine Peaks Grand Array, all he did was feel.
Feel the changes within his body.
The instant infinite gravity dragged and crushed him, Cang Linzu felt it. His meridians, flesh, organs, nerves—everything within him was being attacked equally. Even the circulation of his Divine Sense and Spirit Fiend had become incomparably sluggish. If not for the Ketu Condensed Light Moon Armor sustaining him, he would not merely be kneeling; he would have been sprawled flat on the ground in the most undignified manner possible.
His vision was a crimson blur. His flesh was congesting with blood, even being crushed and pulped. His tongue and lips were about to be severed by his own teeth, his tendons sliced apart by fragments of his own bones; even the lenses of his eyes had begun shredding his retinal nerves. Everything inside his body was being utterly ground to pulp beneath the crushing weight of these dozen-plus mountains.
But just then, he sensed a force beginning to move.
[Your physical cultivation is truly too terrible, A-Cang. I told you that life and essence must be cultivated