All Sides Retreat

In the night of the Zhenyun Mountain Range, all things were steeped in silence. Only the occasional shrill cry of a night owl pierced the heart-stirring stillness like a sharp arrow.

A group of scouts gathered there, exchanging glances, their faces filled with bewilderment as though they had fallen into a fog.

Just moments ago, inexplicable excitement had clouded their minds. Only now did they awaken as if from a dream and realize that matters were far more complicated than they had imagined.

"Could this formation have been set up by the owner of the Myriad Things General Store?"

A timid voice full of speculation rang out, like a stone cast into a still lake, breaking the brief and oppressive silence.

"That is the only possibility!"

Another voice immediately echoed in agreement, carrying a measure of certainty yet mixed with barely concealed panic.

"Just how strong is that owner? He was actually able to set up such a powerful formation in such a short time."

Someone could not help but exclaim, his voice trembling faintly as though revealing the shock deep within his heart.

"Besides, judging by Wu Xu's state, he probably did not know this formation existed before. Otherwise, he would not have ended up in such a sorry state."

Everyone nodded one after another, like reeds swaying in the wind.

They found the speculation quite reasonable, yet they could not help but tremble at this unknown, overwhelming power.

However, what came next had already surpassed the realm that people with merely Nascent Soul Realm cultivation could reach.

Before those towering big shots, they were as tiny and lowly as ants.

The big shots' world was a storm of shifting winds and clouds. If they rashly got involved, they would likely not even know how they died.

"You continue