It took Zhou Xue nearly half an hour before she finally stopped. By then, the formation had surrounded Fang Wang. Twelve wooden rods had been driven into the earth, covered in Talisman Paper.
The talismans had not been pasted on haphazardly. The Talisman Paper on every rod had clearly been arranged according to a certain method and pattern, and the writing and drawings on each talisman differed. In any case, Fang Wang could not understand any of them.
Fang Wang took a deep breath and said, "Come on!"
Zhou Xue stared at him. "Take off your clothes, so they don't affect your absorption of spiritual energy."
"This..."
Fang Wang frowned and asked hesitantly, "Could you turn around?"
"Hurry up. Stop dawdling like an old woman."
Zhou Xue spoke expressionlessly. Hearing that, Fang Wang could only grit his teeth and strip.
Little Purple lay atop a rock, staring at Fang Wang while constantly flicking its tongue.
Being watched by a woman and a female demon made Fang Wang feel unbearably awkward. The key was that he could not refuse.
Whatever!
Fang Wang cast aside his stray thoughts, removed all his clothes, stored them in his Storage Bag, and then sat down cross-legged.
"You can start circulating your cultivation now. The Mysterious Sun Scripture should contain the method for breaking through."
Zhou Xue spoke again, and Fang Wang immediately began circulating his cultivation.
Then Zhou Xue swept her sleeve, and a fierce wind blew straight at Fang Wang.
In an instant, all the Talisman Paper on the twelve wooden rods ignited, forming twelve flames of different colors. Miraculously, the talismans did not turn to ash, as though the flames merely clung to their surfaces.
As the formation activated, Fang Wang clearly sensed spiritual energy surging up from underground. The earth around him