As everyone knew, formations drew upon the power of heaven and earth. That was their most fundamental theoretical foundation.
But note well: what they borrowed was only power.
Yet a formation fused with the Seven Laws of Heavenly Dao, Three Hundred Rules borrowed far more than power. It borrowed rules as well. Once rules were borrowed, it was no longer merely power that was borrowed—it was the entire "engine."
This formation manifested Heavenly Dao Might!
This was a Heavenly Dao formation!
The Shi siblings had already set foot on the first step, a brand-new whitewood step still dripping with oil.
The instant they stepped onto it, the two of them froze rigidly in place.
They seemed to have entered a stretch of Spatial Turbulence. There was no one around them, and a single wrong step meant death and annihilation. Their expressions changed at the same time.
Sun Zhen also stepped onto that stair, and her expression changed as well.
Though she now possessed Saint Level Combat Power, she had not ultimately entered sainthood. Facing a Heavenly Dao formation crafted by a high-level Saint, the moment she entered, she felt as though heaven and earth had overturned and she herself was but an ant.
Suddenly, a hand landed on her shoulder...
Lin Su's voice reached her ear. "The Formation Ancestor wishes to speak with me alone. Wait outside the pavilion for now."
As soon as his voice fell, Sun Zhen and the Shi siblings simultaneously broke free of the Space Law and appeared outside the pavilion. When they looked up, they saw Lin Su's back.
One step, two steps, three steps...
The three exchanged looks, all feeling a chill creep down their backs.
Lin Su's figure gradually receded. He stepped onto the final stair, and in an instant, the cool pavilion