Chapter 757 - 751: Ten Thousand Drums Grand Array

Monk Fusheng had yet to realize that the Void Race before him was actually the Array Spirit.

He still thought that this Void Race, like himself, had accidentally fallen into the array.

The only thing puzzling Monk Fusheng was the state of the Void Race in front of him, which seemed exceptionally good.

Even much better than during their last battle.

Logically, the Void Race should be utterly exhausted after being trapped for so long, right?

Why, then, did he look as if he was in his prime?

"Why are you in the array as well?"

"Could it be that you accidentally fell into it too?" Monk Fusheng asked, puzzled.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!" Upon hearing this question, the Void Race members couldn’t help but laugh skyward: "Why am I in the array?"

"I can be in the array, thanks entirely to you!"

Wasn’t it because they forced the Void Race to become the Array Spirit?

If they hadn’t blocked the exit of Returning Ruins and sealed off the path for the Void Race.

This Void Race wouldn’t have turned into the Array Spirit.

Monk Fusheng: "?????"

Monk Fusheng didn’t know the cause and effect behind this, so naturally, he couldn’t understand the meaning in the Void Race member’s words.

"What do you mean?" Monk Fusheng felt uneasy and brandished the Buddha’s treasure, the Demon-Subduing Pestle, questioning.

The Void Race members showed fierce expressions, shouting angrily: "When you die, I will tell you."

As the words fell, the Void Race member who had become the Array Spirit began to act first.

Various types of drums appeared out of thin air within the Array.

A full ten thousand of them.

Drumsticks rose with the wind and fell with it.

"Bang."

"Bang Bang."

The drumsticks hit the drum skin, producing deafening drum sounds.

Under the deafening drum sounds, Monk Fusheng seemed to be struck invisibly.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Monk Fusheng spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood, his body like fallen leaves carried by the wind.

"Buddha’s Radiance."

After the first surprise attack from the Void Race members, Monk Fusheng managed to steady himself.

He brandished the Demon-Subduing Pestle above his head, barely defending against the subsequent assault.

Layers of Buddha’s Radiance enveloped him, forming an energy shield above Monk Fusheng’s head.

The shield blocked the sonic attack formed by the drum sounds, allowing Monk Fusheng to take a breather.

Monk Fusheng paused for a moment, looking towards the Void Race member.

Only to see the Void Race member towering there, unaffected by the Array.

Monk Fusheng wasn’t a fool; he immediately realized something was wrong.

Normally, when the Array activates, it makes no distinction; everyone within would face an attack.

Yet now, the sonic attack of the Array clearly only targeted him.

"Could it be that he controlled the Array?" Monk Fusheng wondered.

Beyond this possibility, Monk Fusheng couldn’t think of anything else.

However, what puzzled Monk Fusheng was how the Void Race member controlled the Array.

This Array, in terms of power, could rival the Buddha’s Demon-Subduing Pestle.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Outside, the drum sounds continued; intense sound waves transformed into tangible drumsticks, hammering the energy shield formed by Buddha’s Radiance.

"No way!"

"Passive defense is not the solution; I can’t hold out for long." Monk Fusheng muttered to himself.

The Demon-Subduing Pestle is a magical treasure of the Buddha, granted to Monk Fusheng for use, yet activating it consumes immensely.

With Monk Fusheng’s level of skill, he wouldn’t be able to sustain it; his energies would soon be depleted.

By then, he would surely die.

After weighing the pros and cons, Monk Fusheng decided to switch from defense to offense.

In the next moment, Monk Fusheng’s figure vanished from where he stood, instantly appearing behind the Void Race member, raising the Demon-Subduing Pestle towards the Void Race member’s crown.

The Demon-Subduing Pestle pierced precisely into the Void Race member’s crown, yet it had no effect.

The Void Race member turned to look at him, revealing a frighteningly white set of big teeth.

This toothy smile was full of derision.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

The drum sounds erupted, turning into a hammer-like sonic attack, hitting Monk Fusheng squarely in the chest.

Monk Fusheng was sent flying, with bones broken and muscles torn, blood spurting.

Monk Fusheng’s face was filled with horror, and suddenly he understood: "You..."

"You have no entity; you are.... you are an Array Spirit."

Monk Fusheng had also been in the Returning Ruins Arena; he had seen the old fat man who was also an Array Spirit.

The state of the Void Race member before him exactly matched that of the old fat man in the Returning Ruins Arena.

It’s clear now—all clear!

No wonder the Void Race before him wasn’t utterly exhausted; instead, he was in his prime.

Turns out, he had become the Array Spirit.

Now, the Array is him, and he is the Array.

The Array unbroken, the Array Spirit undying.

"Exactly!"

"I have indeed become an Array Spirit, and all of our Void Race members have become Array Spirits."

"Thanks entirely to you! From today, Returning Ruins is your forbidden ground."

"Kill one if one comes, kill two if two come."

"You are the first to die in my Array; there will be a second and third in the future." The Void Race member who had become an Array Spirit spoke with a tone full of hatred.

Monk Fusheng furrowed his brow, realizing things were dire.

All Void Race members had become Array Spirits.

This meant there were countless Arrays targeting them specifically.

If this were true, unless Wa Huang, Buddha, or Demon Lord personally intervened, they wouldn’t be able to deal with the Void Race.

"This place cannot be stayed; I must leave quickly to inform my master of the situation here." Monk Fusheng resolved internally.

Fighting against an Array is certainly irrational.

People get hurt, die; the Array won’t.

As for breaking the Array, Monk Fusheng lacked the capability.

Now, he only hoped to escape the Array.

However, escaping the Array isn’t easy.

Regardless of the Array, entering is easy, exiting is difficult.

Especially now with a No-Fly Array above, flying abilities were completely nullified.

If he wanted to escape, it would only be from the ground or underground.

Thinking of this, Monk Fusheng saw a glimmer of escape.

The Ten Thousand Drums Grand Array attacks entirely through sonic assault.

In the air, the sonic force is greatest.

Once underground, the sonic force would be partially blocked.

With this in mind, Monk Fusheng immediately cast magic, manipulating the Demon-Subduing Pestle to tunnel underground.

Monk Fusheng quickly followed the Demon-Subduing Pestle, escaping rapidly through the underground.

"Trying to run?" Seeing this, the Void Race member who had become the Array Spirit manipulated the drum sounds to pursue Monk Fusheng.