Everything within the array was under Feng Fan's absolute control. A person couldn't even fart without him knowing, let alone killing people inside. If a mortal attempted to handle this level of sensory input, their mind would instantly collapse under the sheer volume of information. But Feng Fan's powerful cultivation allowed him to process and respond to it all effortlessly.
"These idiots really dared to invade my array?" Feng Fan muttered with a sneer, his voice dripping with disdain. "They must have a death wish."
He shifted his focus briefly and nodded in satisfaction. "Half of them are already dealt with."
Rather than waste more of his attention micromanaging the trap-laden array, he raised a hand and summoned the Suppression Relic from his space ring. It hovered in the air, humming with a low vibration.
"Little Brick, go collect their space rings," Feng Fan ordered lazily. "These fools better have brought something worthwhile."
