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"What a mess!" I frowned, inwardly sighing at my own carelessness. My Master's various reactions back then had already given me an ominous premonition. Could Master really have attacked Senior Brother Yan?
I could no longer get a read on Master's temper. Had Senior Brother Yan done something terrible before? Was it really just because he couldn't learn Master's abilities? And what had been the reason he left? For a moment, I racked my brains until they nearly split.
"This little Zhuxian Formation is quite formidable, but that brat can't bring out its full power. Otherwise, how could the child inside have lasted so long? He would have been refined away ages ago!" Little Immortal Si's voice came from behind me. My mood suddenly lifted a little. It seemed Senior Brother Yan was still all right.
But this couldn't be delayed any longer. I had to rescue Senior Brother Yan as quickly as possible. I didn't know whether he could withstand demonic energy. What if he entered cultivation deviation without even realizing it? Quite a few cultivators had transformed into true demons inside the little Zhuxian Formation!
"He definitely doesn't know the incantations of the little Zhuxian Formation. He's practically using the formation by instinct rather than through any skill. It's like a butcher being handed a butcher's knife—he can only hack wildly, unlike someone trained in swordsmanship, who can use clever force to deal with an enemy. It's a terrible waste." Little Immortal Si began commenting again. I frowned. How far had I flown by now? Yet I could still hear this great deity's every word clearly.
Besides, judging from what she said, did the little Zhuxian Formation have other uses? Was it more than merely manipulating baleful energy and sending flying swords darting through the air, killing