That night.
The core members of the Formation Hall who had already gone to rest were summoned to the hall by Old Man Taixuan.
"Grand Elder, what important matter could there be in the middle of the night?" Shangguan Xinyao asked, rubbing her eyes, still not fully awake.
"Mm."
Old Man Taixuan said gravely, "Something very important."
The moment those words fell, everyone's drowsiness vanished.
As members of the Formation Hall's research team, they had encountered far too many important matters lately. For example, researching formations for mechas day and night, as well as all sorts of security systems.
In short.
They had never stopped walking the road of being human tools.
Jun Changxiao felt proud of them.
A human life was too short. Pouring limited energy into unlimited work was immensely meaningful.
Slap!
Old Man Taixuan placed both hands on the sandbox representing the Wangu Realm and said sternly, "We have just received the Sect Master's order. We must create a World Protecting Formation covering the Wangu Realm in the shortest possible time."
"That shouldn't be a prob—"
One member suddenly stopped and cried out in shock, "A defensive formation that covers the Wangu Realm?"
He had initially misheard it as a Sect-Protecting Formation.
"Grand Elder!"
Someone broke down. "How is that even possible?!"
If it were a city-protecting formation, they would have confidence in researching it. But a formation protecting the entire Wangu Realm was simply...
For a time, everyone looked toward the plane sandbox whose area had just been measured in the field, and a powerful sense of helplessness rose in their hearts.
"Grand Elder."
Someone said bitterly, "The Wangu Realm was already far from small before, and now it has expanded dozens of times over. To set up a formation covering the entire plane, wouldn't that