Western Wilderness Is About to Collapse!

"The people of the Seven Great Holy Lands truly have a death wish!"

"They were prepared in advance?"

"Everyone, don't panic. I specialize in formations. Even if this is a formation at the Great Emperor level, I can break it given enough time!"

No one panicked.

There were more than thirty Quasi-Emperors. If they encountered a true Great Emperor, they naturally would have no chance, and they might even panic if surrounded by the Seven Great Holy Lands.

But if it was merely a formation? They really had nothing to fear! At once, someone flew out of the crowd and began studying the formation, speaking with absolute confidence.

Formations were something that most high-level cultivators had dabbled in, and they had usually dabbled quite deeply. Why?

Because the higher one's cultivation, the harder it became to break through to the next realm. At that point, many people would begin trying to draw parallels from other fields.

For instance, they would cultivate other, different "Daos," attempting to learn one thing and infer three others.

What if that still failed to produce results? Then they had encountered a bottleneck, or their talent had reached its limit. What could they do in that situation? Naturally, they had to find ways to increase their own combat strength, influence, value, and so on.

Combat strength could be increased through equipment, formations, and other means.

Influence could be gained through alchemy, refining Talismans, and similar pursuits.

These people were all Quasi-Emperors, and no one knew how many years they had lived. Who among them had never studied such things? At most, some were simply more skilled than others.

Soon, the time it took to drink a cup of tea passed.

Yuchi Shanhai frowned. "How is it? Can you break the formation?"

"Something is wrong!"

The Quasi-Emperor