Mu Jiuliu took a deep breath, then said, "I've never seen such a complicated formation, yet one with no point of entry whatsoever."
"In the words of us Formation Masters, it can be called seamless as garments woven by Heaven."
Seamless as garments woven by Heaven?
Though Mu Futu was not a Formation Master, he understood what that represented.
For a moment, the killing intent in his heart surged even fiercer.
At this moment, he had no choice but to admit that he had underestimated Chen Wen's terrifying capabilities.
To construct a formation that even the clan's foremost Formation Master called seamless as garments woven by Heaven—if Chen Wen had no real skill, that would be utter nonsense.
At that thought, Mu Futu took a deep breath before asking, "How long would it take to break it by force?"
Mu Jiuliu considered it, then said, "That depends on the manpower. If it were the nine of us Formation Masters, it would take at least a day."
A day.
Then what the hell was there left to play?
Mu Futu's face instantly darkened. "What if we join in as well?"
Mu Jiuliu's gaze shifted lightly and fell on the gathered elders behind him.
There were around forty of them.
The weakest were in the Third Level Great Emperor Realm, while the strongest had reached the Peak Fifth Layer Great Emperor Realm.
Including the nine of them, there would be over fifty people.
After some thought, he finally said, "If we go all out, we can definitely do it within an hour."
"Then we'll break it open by force."
Mu Futu swept out a hand and made the decision.
The next moment, he faced the elders and shouted, "Everyone, this is a critical moment for our Mu Clan. Join us in forcibly