He tried to circulate his Cultivation Technique again, but the moment his vital energy stirred, those symbols pinned it down like an invisible mountain pressing him in place.
His mental power was blocked, and his vital energy was suppressed.
"Looks like I can only rely on my mastery of formations to break this one," Qin Yan thought.
He swept out his palm, and one ink-black Spirit Seal after another emerged from it.
The Spirit Seals fluttered around him like black butterflies.
Qin Yan approached the nine paths and sent Spirit Seals shooting from his palm like meteors.
In an instant, over a hundred Spirit Seals rose into the air, interweaving until they formed a single ink-black Array Pattern.
"Go!" Qin Yan barked. The black Array Pattern shot into the space ahead like an arrow loosed from a bow.
A full hundred silver Array Patterns appeared out of thin air and surged toward it like a shoal of silver fish.
Besieged by the hundred silver Array Patterns, Qin Yan's black Array Pattern was soon ground away.
"A Low-Eighth Grade Spirit Array?" Qin Yan murmured as he watched.
Among Array Mages, the number of Array Patterns in a Spirit Array revealed its strength.
An ordinary Seventh Grade Spirit Array had between one and ninety-nine Array Patterns.
An Eighth Grade Spirit Array had between one hundred and nine hundred ninety-nine.
A Ninth Grade Spirit Array, meanwhile, had an astonishing thousand or more.
The Spirit Array before him had only a hundred Array Patterns, making it a Beginner-level Eighth Grade Spirit Array.
At the sight, Qin Yan unleashed his mental power.
A tide of black Spirit Seals formed around him, vast enough to blot out the sky.
Every hundred Spirit Seals condensed into one Array Pattern. A few breaths later, a hundred black Array