As Tang Muzhe spoke, a thought stirred in his mind, and he activated the formation in the mountain.
As the formation activated, the sky abruptly darkened, and the surroundings sank into pitch-black darkness.
Tang Muzhe's wild laughter rang out beside Zhao He's ear.
"For more than a hundred years, I have long since laid down a net that covers heaven and earth, waiting only for your return and for you to step into the trap I so carefully arranged!
This formation can cut off all investigation. I have also made arrangements throughout the sect. Even if you die, no one will stand up for you!
Hand over the scorched bone obediently, and I may yet spare your life. If you refuse, I will make you unable to live and unable to die!"
"What a boastful tone!"
Zhao He sneered, and her divine sense burst forth, slamming fiercely into the surrounding formation.
Crack!
Under the impact of her divine sense, several fissures actually appeared in the formation Tang Muzhe had painstakingly set up.
"How could this be?"
Tang Muzhe's expression shifted slightly. This was the Seven Sha Soul Severing Formation he had purchased at great expense, a formation specifically designed to attack the soul.
Yet unexpectedly, not only had the Seven Sha Soul Severing Formation failed to work, Zhao He had broken through it with such ease!
"Is this paper-thin formation your support?"
Mockery curled at Zhao He's lips as she pressed on in one burst, tearing a huge hole through the Seven Sha Soul Severing Formation.
Tang Muzhe was thoroughly startled, and the look in his eyes as he watched Zhao He became uncertain and suspicious.
He had never imagined that the Seven Sha Soul Severing Formation, upon which he had placed such high hopes, would be broken so easily.