Jin Wubian's Worries, the Might of Formations

"Brother Liu, Ancient Night City lies right ahead.

Your attainments in formations are the strongest among us.

Please set up the grand formation."

While they were still some distance from Ancient Night City, everyone stopped and concealed themselves.

A female cultivator took out a handkerchief and spread it open. Like a canopy of heaven, it enveloped them all.

Only then did someone make the suggestion.

Liu Yaoxuan had long been prepared.

He nodded.

Then he took out a set of Formation Flags and a Formation Disk!

"Fellow Daoist Fu, Fellow Daoist Ouyang, Fellow Daoist Sima, please join me in presiding over the grand formation!"

The four of them possessed the highest cultivation among the dozen or so people, having reached the Mid Dao Ancestor Realm.

The rest were all in the Early Dao Ancestor Realm.

The other three nodded.

With everything ready, they began setting up the formation.

The others either stood at the ready or cast secret arts to conceal them.

The closer they came to Ancient Night City, the stranger it felt.

There did not seem to be the slightest trace of ferocious beasts here.

Logically speaking, even if the previous great battle had been successfully repelled,

there should still have been remnants constantly harassing the city.

Yet not a single one could be seen now.

Something was deeply wrong.

Could Ancient Night City have dealt them a grievous blow?

Had it made them afraid to remain here?

"Impossible! According to the intelligence, there are no Mid Dao Ancestor Realm experts in Ancient Night City.

It would be difficult for them to grievously wound the beast horde!"

Jin Wubian pondered inwardly.

Could it be because of Lin Feng?

The deeper Jin Wubian's dealings with Lin Feng became, the more he discovered how terrifying the other man was.

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