Within the array, a massive and ferocious demon crocodile was being suppressed. Its malevolent eyes flashed ceaselessly, and it kept thrashing its tail and lifting its head as if attempting to break free from the array's restraints. With each violent movement, the disciples trembled uncontrollably.
Among them was a young maiden wearing a violet blouse and skirt, her face round and bright like a full moon. Anxiety filled her heart as she noticed signs that the others were barely holding on. She immediately spoke out to encourage them, "Fellow junior brothers and sisters, hold on for just a moment longer. I have already sent signal smoke; reinforcements from the sect will arrive soon to assist us."
The group seemed slightly reinvigorated, desperately channeling the Essence within their bodies to suppress the demon crocodile again.
A young boy, gasping heavily for breath, said, "Senior Sister Mo, I can't endure much longer!"
