"As I suspected, there's a problem. This isn't an array that can enhance everyone's cultivation at all. It's a demonic array."
"This array is draining everyone's souls."
At that moment, Ying Mingchao and the others trapped within the cage finally understood the true purpose of this array.
The people of the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm had all been deceived. The Soul Infant Grand Array they had come here hoping for was never an array that could help them advance their cultivation.
It was an array designed to drain their souls and siphon away their lives.
"No!!!"
"Ughhh!!!!"
Those bloodcurdling screams grew louder and louder, blanketing heaven and earth, as if the entire vast expanse of the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm had been filled with nothing but these cries of agony.
Utterly piercing.
At the same time, the beings shrouded in that dark, black energy began struggling with all their might to break free.
But it seemed they no longer had the strength to do so. Though they could be seen shaking violently, not a single one of them could break free from that dark energy.
They could do nothing but remain there, their souls continuously drained by the Soul Infant Grand Array.
"This is too cruel. The Soul Infant Sect actually intends to refine the people of the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm."
At that moment, Master Pocket and many others could no longer bear to watch, for the scene before them was simply too devastating.
Especially someone like Master Pocket, a man of the cloth—his face was filled with nothing but compassion and pity.
"Hmph, these foolish people wanted us dead. The moment someone offered them a little benefit, they lost all sense of judgment."
"This is exactly how it should be. They brought this on themselves. Their deaths are well deserved and not worth pitying."
Zhao Hong said with a look of grim satisfaction. Unlike Master Pocket, she had no such tender heart.
All she knew was the betrayal, the insults, the contempt, and the disgusting faces they had been shown when their Alliance Army had fought for the people of the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm.
"Exactly. These ungrateful bastards don't deserve any sympathy."
Zhao Hong's words were met with the agreement of the vast majority of the Alliance Army.
Had they witnessed this scene before, they would have been heartbroken—after all, these were living, breathing people.
But now, after having endured the betrayal, the vicious insults, and the ugly faces of those people…
They felt not a shred of heartache. All they felt was grim satisfaction.
BOOM—
Just then, a deafening roar suddenly echoed from the far reaches of the void.
Following the direction of the sound, people could see a streak of golden light drawing near.
Keep in mind, this expanse of void had long since been consumed by that dark, black energy. Heaven and earth were shrouded in total darkness.
The sudden appearance of this golden light was especially blinding.
And as the golden light drew closer, the area it illuminated grew ever wider.
It was as if a blazing sun had appeared once more to illuminate the land below.
"What is that?"
Suddenly, Ying Mingchao and the others' expressions changed, for they realized the source of that golden radiance was a sword.
A colossal golden sword, hundreds of meters long.
The giant sword blazed with brilliant golden light. Though its size was dwarfed by the sky-devouring dark energy…
…the sword radiated an overwhelming golden glow and an extraordinary, dominating presence.
Wherever it passed, even the dark, black energy churned violently, as though trembling in fear.
Most importantly, standing atop that colossal golden sword was a figure.
This person's robes billowed and their long hair flowed wildly.