A Dead End, a Road to Death

Before the astonished eyes of the Star Moon Sect, three formations were deployed in a single thought, instantly enveloping the entire space.

As formation lights flickered one after another, mysterious power seemed to flow within them, filling everyone with awe.

Lu Xinghe and the Star Moon Sect members were immediately alarmed, horror rising in their hearts as they sensed the immense power contained within the formations.

That power was like raging waves, crashing against their minds again and again, leaving them unbearably oppressed.

With the pressure of a Seventh-grade Formation bearing down on them, how could they not feel oppressed?

"Could those people who suddenly concealed themselves and vanished earlier have gone to set up formations?"

Someone among the Star Moon Sect muttered to himself, his eyes filled with surprise and confusion.

"But even so, there's no way they could set up formations this quickly."

"And isn't that formation's power a little too strong? What formation is this?"

The Star Moon Sect members felt the enormous pressure within the formations, as though a massive mountain were pressing down on their hearts, making it hard for them to breathe.

Every one of them was filled with shock and confusion. They could not imagine how those people had set up such powerful formations in such a short time.

Yet none of them associated the person who had deployed the formations with Chen Ze, because that was simply impossible.

Chen Ze was standing right before them. Where would he have found the time to set up formations?

How could such a powerful formation possibly be completed in such a short time? Not a single formation master on the entire Xuantian Continent could accomplish it.

Those few people who had concealed themselves and vanished must have paid a tremendous price to bring this formation