Zhang Yu could feel the White Boat slowing as it advanced. Just as Daoist Zuo had said, under the array's influence, the farther forward they went, the greater the resistance became.
He had a feeling that the enemy was trying to complete something before they arrived.
If that was the case, he absolutely could not let them have their way.
As his thoughts turned, a cannon port beneath the White Boat flashed, and a mystic weapon spun as it shot forward.
Yet before the mystic weapon had even reached halfway, a flash of light darted out from the side and struck it, detonating it in midair.
Zhang Yu turned to look and saw a Dao Soldier floating in the air. Its gaze was incomparably sharp. Not only did it appear to possess independent consciousness, but it had also retained a measure of combat capability.
A pair of golden rings circled around the Dao Soldier. Those were what had just blasted apart the mystic weapon.
At that moment, Zhang Yu traced a finger through the air. A streak of sword light pierced out from the flying vessel and flew straight at the figure. The latter flickered and vanished from where it stood, only to reappear on the other side.
Zhang Yu's eyes glinted. He saw that the Dao Soldier had used the array's power to shift positions. This also meant that, within the array, it would never lack spiritual power. With a thought, he sent the sword light attacking again.
The Dao Soldier clearly had no desire to clash with the flying sword and tried to evade it once more. But Zhang Yu reached out and grasped at it through the air.
A cluster of shimmering radiance instantly appeared around the Dao Soldier. Its body stalled, and in that instant, it