Chapter 125: This Is a Fucking Array?

Greystone Pass.

The towering cliffs on either side were sheer, as if carved, slicing the daylight into a thin sliver.

Sieg and Bullock stared intently at the distant entrance, their expressions grave.

Suddenly, Sieg's gaze sharpened.

"They're here."

As he spoke, a silver-white streak of sword light shot into the pass like a bolt of lightning, arriving before them in an instant.

The sword light retracted, revealing Anton's figure.

A Sword Pill floated beside him, bobbing slightly.

Behind him, the sound of tearing air grew rapidly closer.

Five figures shot in from the pass entrance, arriving almost simultaneously.

Seeing that Anton was no longer fleeing, the five consuls also stopped, fanning out to block all escape routes for Anton and his two companions.

Five powerful auras, all at the Golden Peak, were unleashed without reservation, pressing down on the pass like five invisible mountains.

The very air grew heavy.