Li Qingyuan, This Seat Has Come to Slay Dragons!

The distance was only several hundred thousand li, hardly far. They arrived soon enough.

The tranquil lake spanned three thousand li in every direction. Its entire surface was utterly calm; only when a gentle breeze drifted by would ripples stir. Everything appeared perfectly ordinary.

Jiang Yue asked curiously, "Junior Sister, did the Myriad Dragon Heavenly Domain cultivators truly discover a cave abode relic here?"

"This place does not seem to possess anything unusual."

The man surnamed Qin, Qin Kun, said, "Whether it is true or false, we will know at a glance."

"Prepare to move."

Twelve Peak Void Refining cultivators and two hundred eighty-three Void Refining Cultivators prepared to flee through the air and plunge into the water.

"Wait!" Li Qingyuan flew out and clenched both hands in the air. Formation flags flew forth one after another, concealing themselves in the void, hiding upon the water's surface, and even among the surrounding mountains and waters.

Half a quarter-hour later, the lake's core region, spanning a thousand li, was entirely shrouded by a formation barrier.

Jiang Yue, Qin Kun, and the others revealed stunned expressions. "This fluctuation... is it a seventh-tier, a seventh-tier formation?"

"Fellow Daoist Qingyuan, how do you possess a seventh-tier formation?"

"During the Immortal Ancient Relic trial, no seventh-tier item could be brought in."

"Could it be..." Jiang Yue said in shock, "Could it be that you have already become a seventh-tier Formation Master, and this seventh-tier formation was refined from materials you collected over the years?"

Yan Lingyue, Qin Kun, and the others sucked in a cold breath. "Hiss, a seventh-tier formation grandmaster?"

In a certain sense, if a seventh-tier Formation Master could seize the advantages of timing, terrain, and unity of purpose, setting up a formation in advance, they could contend with a Body Integration Spirit