Yuan Chen Sword Canon

Chen Fei looked at the formation before him and reached out with the Qian Yuan Sword, tapping the light membrane once. Ripples spread across its surface.

Forcing his way in would inevitably trigger changes in the formation. If the commotion grew even slightly too large, it would likely immediately draw other Aperture Refining Realm cultivators.

Then another battle would be unavoidable, with countless variables arising. Whether he could ultimately seize the items would itself be uncertain. Chen Fei's current strength was enough to handle two or three Early Stage Aperture Refining Realm cultivators, but any more than that would be difficult to bear.

Chen Fei pointed a finger forward, and a strand of black Sword Silk appeared before the light membrane. Rings of ripples spread over the membrane, then turned into waves. The membrane's brightness began flickering, and the primordial energy started to tremble.

"No!"

Chen Fei frowned slightly and withdrew the Sword Silk. If the Long Rainbow Sect had still been functioning normally, fluctuations in the formation of this degree would have immediately brought its people over to investigate.

But now that the Long Rainbow Sect had been breached, naturally no one would come here anymore. As for people from other sects, they had yet to take control of the Long Rainbow Sect's core, so they could not sense it.

But if Chen Fei continued increasing the force of his attack, it would be difficult for others not to notice.

"I understand too little about formations."

Chen Fei rubbed his chin, recalled everything he had learned, and extended his palm, slowly pressing it against the light membrane.

Ripples spread across the light membrane in circles, while a rebounding force swelled from the point of contact. Within Chen Fei's Sea of Consciousness, the Thousand Silk Art operated to its utmost