"It has been over a million years since I last walked through the Cultivation World. I never expected that a junior would emerge as a formation grandmaster in the Cultivation World. But do you really think that adding a few Chaotic Spirit Patterns to my Heavenly Stems Skull Annihilation Great Formation will make it explode? You're thinking too simply."
Old Monster Mo Yu's voice rang out once more amid the chaotic energy, steady and clear as it reached Qin Fengming's ears.
The thirty-six towering skeletons had withstood the wave-like blade attacks, yet that was not even the great formation's strongest attack. Hearing this, a sharp glint flickered in Qin Fengming's eyes.
Suddenly, as the shattered skeletons swung their broken limbs, a hurricane swept up within the great formation. Howling fiercely, it instantly wrapped the surrounding battered skeletons and the severed limbs drifting through the air into its midst.
Watching the strange changes around him, Qin Fengming did not move to stop them. Instead, he slightly furrowed his brows and stared intently.
He did not summon any more Chaotic Spirit Patterns. Just as the old man had said, the Chaotic Spirit Patterns could not make this great formation collapse. They merely made its operation even more chaotic, which was not enough to break it.
Qin Fengming was not anxious. He was waiting for an opportunity—one that would allow him to display his methods.
The hurricane swept around like a gigantic vortex, completely drawing the skeletons and broken limbs within the great formation into itself.
Qin Fengming's eyes flickered, then suddenly widened. He saw a bizarre scene. The skeletons formed from energy seemed to have become tangible. The shattered limbs did not disperse; instead, as the hurricane swept them around, they touched and joined together.
It was a joining, not a fusion.