Soon, the yellow-robed burly man retreated, and a group of green-robed warlocks came over. Holding their spiritual treasures, they inscribed various arrays, restrictions, and spiritual runes on the newly constructed walls, enhancing the walls' defensive capabilities.
If you were to look down from the sky, you would find that this thousand-mile-long fortress wall had been repaired countless times, turning what was originally a straight line into something crooked and distorted.
"If it weren't for the fact that the fortress's great array was breached last time by demons at the Universal Realm, these demons wouldn't have been able to destroy the walls at all. When will the great array be repaired? If it goes on like this, we'll be exhausted to death sooner or later," someone complained.
