Outside the Thousand Petal Demonic Lotus Realm, Liao Ruiheng stood suspended in the void.
A subtle change came over his expression, and an increasingly intense interest bloomed within it. His one black and one red bizarre pupils pierced through layer upon layer of world barriers, taking in the startling upheaval within the forest below.
"Wonderful..."
A magnetic male voice, tinged with a trace of feminine softness, slowly flowed from Liao Ruiheng's lips.
"What an exquisitely marvelous formation. It was clearly built upon the earth veins, its foundations rooted deep in the ground. By all reason, it should have been the most cumbersome and difficult to move, yet this formation could accomplish spatial teleportation on such a vast scale in an instant?"
Liao Ruiheng's voice paused slightly, then his tone quietly became finer and more delicate, as though someone else had taken over the speaking:
"I'm afraid even that proud little girl of the Qu family never imagined this, did she?"
"Hehehe... Such an exquisite method likely owes much to that Illusion Formation as well. Concealing truth with falsehood, passing the fake for the real—whoever arranged this formation has a truly extraordinary understanding of Array Dao!"
As he spoke, the light in Liao Ruiheng's eyes grew brighter still. He could not help extending a pale hand and gently stroking his chin. His voice reverted to its rough male tone, brimming with an irrepressible desire to investigate:
"Tsk, tsk. I truly can't hold myself back anymore. I want to personally see just what this formation is all about."
The way Liao Ruiheng's voice shifted between male and female, along with the faint fluctuations he could not conceal in his words, clearly revealed the turmoil in his heart. This was how he reacted whenever he encountered something he found exceptionally interesting.
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