The formation before him had been set up specifically to counter Chi Yi. As a late Integration stage cultivator, Chi Yi already understood this completely. Every attack manifested by the formation was a powerful means designed to suppress fire-element divine abilities.
Moreover, the formation's might was so overwhelming that even if a mid Integration stage cultivator fell into it while possessing a counterfeit Chaos spirit treasure, he absolutely could not have held out for long under such attacks.
Even without borrowing the formation's power, the combined attack jointly unleashed by thirteen Integration stage cultivators would have been impossible for Chi Yi to withstand with ease. He would have needed to remain completely focused and use every trick at his disposal.
A formation arranged through the power of talismans was undoubtedly even more troublesome than the combined attack of thirteen Integration stage cultivators.
Although Chi Yi believed he possessed countless secret arts, he had already lost the slightest confidence in breaking through a formation laid by thirteen Integration stage cultivators.
At that moment, Chi Yi suddenly felt that death was so very close.
The helplessness he felt before the formation caused the vicious demon emotions suppressed deep within his heart to erupt. His originally rational state of mind vanished with them, replaced by a surge of madness.
He formed hand seals with both hands. In an instant, an intensely crimson blaze enveloped him. The incantations poured from his mouth like water bursting through a breached dike, and the crimson radiance around him abruptly grew even brighter.
As the incantations continued to pour forth, a gigantic crimson fireball suddenly appeared within the enormous formation.
Although the fireball had not been fully activated, the violent energy contained within it had already burst uncontrollably in every direction.
When the incantations abruptly ceased, Chi Yi,