Ning Zhuo relied on clumsy efforts to reach the Third Song.
Crimson pillars, carved beams, gray tiles. Sunlight slanted in from outside the corridor, casting mottled shadows on the ground. Everything looked exactly like the First Song.
He tried moving forward, and soon after, pathways appeared ahead.
But this time, he couldn't sense any formation fluctuations.
Ning Zhuo struggled to release his Divine Sense, but its detection range was suppressed to just around five feet.
He repeatedly tried other methods, but he never gathered any clues for breaking the array.
Helplessly, Ning Zhuo decisively spoke up and applied to withdraw from the trial.
The cultivators hosting the formation looked at each other in bewilderment.
They never expected Ning Zhuo would voluntarily withdraw.
"He's got such little knowledge about the Array Dao, yet he dared to challenge our Nine Curves Corridor Array?"
"He really doesn't take us seriously at all!"
