For several minutes, Grand Master Huang and other Formation Master studied the barrier intently, their hands weaving intricate symbols in the air, faint glimmers of spiritual light following their gestures.
Yet, despite their combined efforts—probing with spiritual sense, tracing ancient runes, and attempting various methods—one by one, their expressions grew solemn.
Finally, they exchanged silent glances, a wordless understanding passing between them.
Grandmaster Huang finally stopped, his hands dropping to his sides. A deep sigh escaped his lips.
The gathered crowd, watching intently, noticed the shift in his demeanor.
From his position, the Royal Commander's sharp gaze fixed on the Grandmaster.
"Grandmaster Huang, what is the result?"
His voice carried authority but held a trace of anxiety.
Grandmaster Huang turned to face the crowd, but his expression already gave away the answer.
