"Big Brother, do you have any ideas?"
Not being ashamed to ask those beneath him had always been one of Lin Xuan's virtues.
Besides, Nailong True Person's strength was unfathomable, and his experience far surpassed his own. With such a sworn elder brother right here, of course he had to properly ask for his opinion.
"Well..."
The laughter also faded from Nailong's face as he fixed his gaze on the valley before them. "The Dao of formations is not my strong suit, and from the outside, it's hard to see any clues in this valley. But since that little fox made it sound so mysterious, there must be something profound about it. In any case, it's best to be a little careful."
Saying that was the same as saying nothing.
Lin Xuan was left speechless for a moment.
But thinking about it, it was not strange either.
The hundred arts of cultivation were originally vast and profound. From ancient times to the present, no one had ever been able to master them all, and there was no point in doing so. One only needed to specialize in a single art to be able to roam the Three Realms unrivaled.
Nailong True Person was formidable, but it was only natural that he was unfamiliar with formations.
It seemed he still had to rely on himself.
Lin Xuan sighed inwardly.
Thus, he took a deep breath and released his divine sense.
There was no gain.
The scene before his eyes remained completely unchanged.
One had to know that, putting Lin Xuan's other Supernatural Powers aside, his divine sense alone was already not far off from that of a True Immortal.
Yet there was not much discouragement on his face. Such an outcome could also be considered only natural, and Lin Xuan then