The next day, at the crack of dawn.
On the shore of Li Shui Lake.
Green willows lined both banks.
A patrol team from the Star Martial Police Bureau marched along the lakeside, their steps firm and forceful. They meticulously inspected their surroundings, leaving no stone unturned.
High walls formed a perimeter, enclosing the entire lake shore.
Meanwhile, at the bottom of the lake...
Qin Yang was studying the Array Patterns of the Blood Spirit Array.
He reached out a hand toward the Array. With a mere thought, wisps of blood-red threads seeped out, drifting along the Array's patterns.
But it didn't last long.
The blood-red threads snaked forward, carried by the current. Just as they were about to permeate the Array Patterns, they seemed to hit some kind of resistance and promptly vanished.
They couldn't integrate into the Array's interior at all.
'Hmm, still not enough.'
