() Standing in an unfamiliar place, the Sect Master of Qiyun Mountain was only slightly stunned before steadying himself again.
"Hmph, junior. Do you really think you can trap me with a mere formation? What a pipe dream. I shall see just how powerful this formation is."
The Sect Master of Qiyun Mountain had cultivated for seven or eight hundred years, so naturally he would not be frightened by a single formation. He knew that formations were broad and profound, but very few had been passed down in the Cultivation World. Even those that had been passed down were mostly worthless junk. As for the mere Core Formation cultivator before him, it was impossible for him to possess any powerful formation.
"Sect Master Lei, you must not underestimate Fellow Daoist Duan's formation. If you heed my good advice now, Fellow Daoist Duan can show mercy and refrain from slaughtering you to the last man. But if you remain obstinate, Fellow Daoist Duan is confident that I can erase Qiyun Mountain from the Cultivation World."
Hearing that calm, unruffled voice, the Sect Master of Qiyun Mountain could not help but stir inwardly.
The middle-aged cultivator before him had remained extremely composed ever since he appeared, and had even withstood his own attack by relying on a secret technique.
Most importantly, despite knowing that this place was Qiyun Mountain, that nearly ten thousand cultivators were within the sect, and that two Nascent Soul cultivators guarded it, the Core Formation cultivator had still dared to enter Qiyun Mountain alone. All of this clearly showed that he certainly had something to rely on.
However, the Sect Master of Qiyun Mountain naturally would not submit so easily. After thinking briefly, he raised a hand, and a voice-transmission talisman appeared in it. After murmuring a few