The middle-aged man’s expression was cold and utterly calm. He attacked continuously, sending an endless stream of sourcebox arrays at Lu Yin.0

Wu Jin shouted loudly, “Old Salamander, attack!”0

Old Salamander instantly attacked the cube.0

Nian Xian briefly hesitated, but then he also attacked. Lu Yin’s slight stagger had instilled all the Dukkhans with confidence. The man had to have reached his limit.0

Everyone believed that Lu Yin was incapable of continuing, especially given the middle-aged man’s relentless attacks. Even if the Third Boss had not been at his limit, this assault had to have worn him down.0

Lu Yin stared at the middle-aged man. “Are you Cheng Gong?”2

The middle-aged man met Lu Yin’s gaze. “My son received your attention.”0

Lu Yin was starting to understand why Su Shidao was so wary of Cheng Gong. Cheng Gong was said to be a Spirit Treasure Grandmaster, but also not one. Was he really a Spirit Treasure Master? Lu Yin felt confused. How could the man instantly set up sourcebox arrays, let alone so many of them? This defied Lu Yin’s understanding of things.0

What was happening should not be possible.0

Even if Lu Yin absorbed the memories of every Array Grandmaster who had ever lived, becoming the greatest Grandmaster of all time and surpassing even Progenitor Hui, he knew that he would still not be able to replicate what Cheng Gong was doing.0

This was beyond the abilities of any Array Grandmast...0