At that moment, Qin Yang sat cross-legged on the spot, slowly closing his eyes. Within the center of his eyebrows, his divine sense surged forth, focusing on the array formed by the light screen.

This scene caused those around to look at each other in dismay.

The elders like Nangong Feng and Nangong Chen, who were experienced and steady, simply frowned, with a hint of confusion in their eyes regarding Qin Yang's actions.

However, the younger generation of the Nangong Clan behind them began to chatter loudly.

"Isn't this kid supposed to break the array? Why is he sitting down?"

"Could he be meditating, trying to think of a way to open the array?"

"..."

"Hmph, putting on a show, does he think sitting here for a while will break the array?"

Nangong Yunfeng, having suffered at Qin Yang's hands, certainly did not hold him in high regard, and snorted coldly as he spoke.

"Perhaps it's a Daoist technique, just murmuring something in front of the array and it opens."

Nangong Yi also looked at Qin Yang and said indifferently. From the beginning, he never believed Qin Yang could open the array, with a trace of mockery in his voice.

After all, this Holy Tower had existed for a thousand years, and only Miss Zilan had been able to enter. The rest could only cultivate on this plaza.

Upon hearing Nangong Yi's words, some of the Nangong Clan juniors who followed his lead began to laugh.

Only Nangong Feng and Nangong Chen, standing at the front, had their eyes flicker slightly.

"Is he...?"

Nangong Feng's brow twitched slightly. With his keen perception, he could sense something intangible emanating from Qin Yang's body, sweeping through the light screen.

At this moment, Qin Yang naturally disregarded what Nangong Yunfeng and others thought. The only thing he wanted to do now was to enter the tower and see Zilan's situation.

Inside Qin Yang's sea of consciousness, ten stars twinkled. He mobilized his divine sense, scanning every array pattern within the formation, carefully analyzing each one's trajectory and function.

Mysterious array patterns interwove, radiating a crimson glow.

To Qin Yang's current level of divine sense, these Level Four array patterns were somewhat obscure,

However, Qin Yang had encountered Level Four array patterns in his past life, giving him a significant advantage in analysis.

"Where is the weak point of this formation?"

Qin Yang concentrated his divine sense, analyzing the connections between each array one by one.

Time passed by minute after minute.

Qin Yang remained with his eyes closed for over an hour, a draining task for his divine sense and heart power.

Analyzing such obscure Level Four array patterns, a trace of cold sweat formed on Qin Yang's forehead.

"What's taking him so long, what's he doing?"

"Exactly, just sitting there doing nothing..."

"Waste of my expectant expression."

"..."

As time dragged on, some Nangong Clan disciples began to chatter. After all, they were the pride of the Nangong Clan, holding themselves in high regard, and so many people, even the clan leader and elders, were patiently waiting.

However, just as these disciples were talking, Nangong Feng frowned slightly, turned back, and gazed at the group of disciples with a hint of authority.

The disciples saw this and promptly fell silent.

"Clan Leader, is this kid planning to just sit there until the array opens on its own someday?"

Nangong Haotian, with his gaunt face, frowned and said.

"I'm feeling a bit tired, so I'll head back."

Nangong Haotian spoke faintly, clearly not wishing to waste any more time on a junior here.

However, just as Nangong Haotian was about to turn around, the cross-legged figure abruptly opened his eyes.

"There it is!"

A gleam flashed in Qin Yang's eyes; he had found the weak point of the array.

"Phew."

Qin Yang exhaled deeply and got to his feet.

"This guy finally stood up."

Nangong Huozhu also exhaled a sigh of relief; after all, for over an hour, their heart and spirit were entirely focused on Qin Yang.

"Let's hope he's not all show and no substance, that he can truly enter the array and check on Miss Zilan's current state."

Nangong Yi's gaze focused slightly as he spoke softly.

"Qin Yang, how is it?"

Nangong Feng looked at Qin Yang anxiously and asked.

"I can break this formation, but only I can enter."

Qin Yang softly remarked and then walked about ten meters along the light screen before stopping.

This direction corresponded to the sharp beak of the Divine Beast Vermilion Bird depicted in the array, and it was here, the weakest point of this formation, although this weak spot was merely a single line.

Swish!

Qin Yang beckoned with his right hand, and the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword appeared in his hand.

"An ancient famous sword?"

Seeing the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword in Qin Yang's hand, many raised their brows slightly, clearly recognizing that this sword was no ordinary treasure sword.

Buzz~!

Qin Yang infused his spiritual power into the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword, which then emitted a dazzling, ice-white light, with sword Qi radiating fiercely.

A clear dragon's roar echoed out.

At this moment, Qin Yang's pupils constricted, and a gleam flashed in his eyes!

Swish!

Qin Yang's figure flickered, creating an afterimage as he swung the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword downwards at the towering light screen.

Many people's brows twitched slightly, evidently not expecting Qin Yang to attempt slashing the light screen with a sword, causing some to smirk at the corner of their eyes.

"Foolish, who does he think he is, when even the attacks from the clan leader and grand elder, the supreme experts of the Ancient Martial Realm, couldn't blast open the light screen, how could he possibly..."

Nangong Yi laughed coldly at the sight.

However, before Nangong Yi could finish speaking, his expression froze.

At this moment, the clear dragon's roar resounded through the sky, and the fierce sword aura thunderously slashed at one part of the light screen.

Swish!

The light screen, which had only rippled slightly under the combined full-force attacks of Nangong Feng and Nangong Chen, was split open by Qin Yang's sword, forming a fissure.

"Golden Rune."

Seeing this, Qin Yang's pupils contracted, his fingers swiftly moving, as golden runes flowed from his fingertips, transforming into two giant golden rune-infused hands.

The golden hands pressed onto the part of the light screen that had been torn open.

"Rune Hand, open!"

Qin Yang shouted coldly.

Upon those words, the two golden rune-infused giant hands began to pull the light screen to the sides.

Buzz~!

With the golden hands' pull, the towering light screen split open from the middle, forming a gap just big enough for one person to pass through.

The runes on the golden hands continuously flickered, as if they could shatter at any moment.

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