"Did you calculate that from the moment I stepped into the Tribulation Crossing stage, my strength had been changing earth-shatteringly with every breath?"
"Your so-called trump cards are nothing more than trinkets I can toss aside at will."
Before his words had even faded, warning bells shrieked wildly in Feng Tian's heart, and he shouted sharply.
"Form the formation!"
The twelve Heavenly Secrets Tower disciples reacted with astonishing speed. Almost the instant Feng Tian spoke, they each formed hand seals. Rays of light lit beneath their feet and linked together in an instant, forming an intricate, profound formation that trapped Chen Changqing firmly in its center.
A binding force as heavy as mountains pressed in from every direction.
Within the formation, space became thick as a swamp. Even the light itself seemed frozen solid.
"Too late!" Seeing that the formation had taken shape, Feng Tian's heart settled completely. He sneered, "Chen Changqing, you are fish on the chopping block now, ready for me to carve up as I please!"
"Is that so?"
Chen Changqing stood in the middle of the formation without moving an inch, merely tilting his head.
"This formation of yours is rather interesting. It can actually warp the laws of space to this extent."
As though he were inspecting some novel curiosity, he offered that appraisal.
Then, he raised one finger.
"But that's all it is."
Invincible Avatar Technique.
Buzz—
With his soft murmur, four figures identical to him appeared out of thin air at his side.
The aura of every avatar was exactly the same as that of the original body—unfathomably deep.
Five pairs of indifferent eyes turned toward Feng Tian and the others outside the formation at once.
The smug smile on Feng Tian's face instantly froze.
He had anticipated Chen Changqing summoning avatars, but