Chapter 1474 - 800
Two hours passed, and the sky transitioned from the faint light of dawn to the scorching midday sun, then gradually shifted to the westward-slanting sunset.
During this time, the once-empty field was now shrouded in a faint glow, a sign that the Half-step Saint Seat Array was nearing completion.
All around, three thousand cultivators were either standing or sitting, but each one was fully focused, their gazes filled with both anticipation and tension,
after all, the success or failure of this array was directly tied to their survival.
"Almost there, it’s almost ready!"
An elder responsible for constructing the array’s core wiped the sweat from his forehead, his voice carrying a faint tremor that was hardly noticeable.
His name was Cloudson, a master in the art of array formations, and at this moment, he held a magic wand engraved with intricate runes,
its tip set with a dazzling Spirit Stone, the very source of energy that powered the array.
"Master Cloudson, how is the situation?"
A middle-aged man dressed in battle armor approached. He was the leader of this group of cultivators, named Fred Wright.
His gaze was steadfast, though a hint of worry flickered between his brows.