When Fang Chen charged toward their hiding place, Hu Li's expression shifted. "Not good! He's found us. Set up the Eight Trigrams Illusory Formation, quick!"
"Yes!"
The Eight Trigrams Gate disciples answered at once. They pulled out bundles of small flags, rushed out from the Golden Great Bell, and hurled the flags into the surrounding air.
The flags were Formation Flags they had prepared in advance. They swelled in the wind, and once they planted themselves around the Golden Great Bell, waves of powerful Spiritual Power surged from them. Space twisted and changed, concealing every flag. The space around the bell warped as well, hidden completely by the Illusion Array.
Chen Xiaofei immediately said to Yan Ziyi and the other Glazed Sword Sect disciples, "Senior Sister, let's hurry after Junior Uncle-Master!"
Yan Ziyi nodded, then called to the others, "Let's go!"
With that, she blurred into an afterimage and raced toward Fang Chen. The others followed close behind.
Fang Chen had already reached the Golden Great Bell where the Eight Trigrams Gate disciples were hiding. Though the Eight Trigrams Illusory Array now concealed it, he was in a state of Enlightenment. To his eyes, the array was riddled with holes. The True Qi hidden by the Formation lay completely exposed to his gaze.
Gripping the Floating Immortal Sword, Fang Chen charged into the Eight Trigrams Illusory Array.
Chen Xiaofei and the others caught up just in time to see Fang Chen vanish into thin air.
Yan Ziyi's expression changed. She raised a hand to stop everyone. "Hold on! There's a Formation ahead!"
One Glazed Sword Sect disciple frowned with worry. "Junior Uncle-Master has already gone in. What do we do?"
A faint smile touched Chen Xiaofei's lips. "Don't worry. Junior Uncle-Master is even stronger than we imagined. That Formation set