The next moment, the formation constructed by the Vermilion Bird Banner transformed into a colossal vortex.
The Sea of Rocks below seemed to fly upward in reverse, surging madly toward the formation diagram in midair.
The sight was incomparably shocking.
This...
Chen Wen involuntarily drew a deep breath, undisguised shock filling his eyes.
Yet at the same time, he became completely alert.
Clearly, the situation before him was no good thing for him.
Leng Qingshuang, watching from afar, saw it all and hurriedly asked, "Do you need my help?"
She did not know what Chen Wen intended to do, so she had not dared make any rash move.
Chen Wen quickly shook his head. "No. I have to do this myself."
His goal was to gain the Vermilion Bird's recognition, not to win this battle.
Thus, he absolutely could not let Leng Qingshuang interfere.
Otherwise, the whole matter would change its flavor.
Leng Qingshuang's expression shifted slightly, but she still said, "I don't know what you're trying to do, but if you need help, just say the word."
"Alright." Chen Wen nodded heavily.
Just then, as lava continuously surged in, the formation above had already condensed into a Formation Seal.
A massive Vermilion Bird stood guard atop the seal, and the sight reminded him of the White Tiger Slaughter Tribulation.
Yet the only difference was that their very natures were vastly different.
"Be careful. This is your final trial. If you withstand it, you will gain its recognition."
"If you cannot endure it, then you are fated to miss this Heaven and Earth Spiritual Object seed."
Xian Hongshao's voice slowly sounded beside Chen Wen's ear.
At those words, Chen Wen shuddered violently before saying, "This is exactly the moment I've been waiting for."
"I'll say it again—your life is the