Ji Wuhui could not help frowning as he looked at the photo displayed on the Magic Phone's screen.
The photograph had clearly been deliberately taken from a carefully chosen angle. At its center was a Formation Inscription floating in midair and glimmering with faint light, while the howling wind and snow outside the window could be seen clearly.
That was presumably the scene caused by the Spiritual Energy Storm.
Besides that, a circle of people surrounded the Formation Inscription. They were all familiar faces, and Ji Wuhui knew most of them.
Gu Yunxi and Jiang Wanshang from Lingyun Academy, Xie Mengwu from the City of Chaos, Qing Yuan, who was rather close to Yao Ziyan...
They were all customers who had followed Luo Chuan to make the movie.
Of course, Ji Wuhui also saw several unfamiliar young people among them. They were presumably locals.
After all, Ji Wuhui could not possibly know every Origin Mall customer, and he also knew that Luo Chuan had opened a sales outlet at Snow Maple Pavilion.
Whenever the owner went somewhere new, he would sell Origin Mall products there.
It seemed that even though the owner had become a bit more like a salted fish and appeared not to care much about Origin Mall's business, that habit had not changed.
Ji Wuhui's gaze fell on the Formation Inscription at the center of the photo, and he began searching through his memories. Naturally, he found nothing in the end.
Ji Wuhui cast Elder Bai an inquisitive look. "Does Tianlan Continent have this sort of Formation Inscription?"
In Ji Wuhui's understanding of formations, Tianlan Continent had never possessed any Formation Inscription whose method of drawing was so... peculiar.
The lines were crooked and twisted, utterly defying common sense.
If someone had told Ji Wuhui, without any