The five elements generated and overcame one another. Sensing such majestic wood-spirit power, the earth-attribute formation naturally would not sit and wait for death. A layer of yellow radiance rose up and, like a venomous snake, bit back.
Lin Xuan spotted an opening. With a sweep of his sleeve, several more spell seals shot out.
The Nine Heavens Bright Moon Ring flashed, and several Ice Flood Dragons and Fire Dragons appeared with a rustle, trying to tear open the formation's defensive line from the other side.
Yet this ancient restriction was truly no small thing. That dim yellow radiance flickered again, and amid a haze of yellow mist, several monsters with human heads and snake bodies appeared before him. Each was more than ten zhang long, and they soon crashed head-on into the Ice Flood Dragons and Fire Dragons.
The battle remained deadlocked. The formation had not been broken.
Lin Xuan was not anxious. This was only the beginning. The harder this formation was to deal with, the more it proved that what it protected was no ordinary thing. If one wanted treasure, one naturally had to put in extra effort; in the world of immortal cultivation, nothing could be gained without labor.
Yue'er watched quietly from the side. Breaking the formation would require her help, but the time had not yet come.
"What is this?"
As Nascent Soul Realm immortal cultivators, these old monsters were all people of broad experience and extensive knowledge. Yet as they looked at the scene before them, without exception, they revealed looks of shock.
Before them were several more stretches of ruined walls and broken ramparts, their surfaces covered with marks as if hacked by blades and axes. Around them lay several skeletons as well. The cultivators who had died nearby were clearly