Success

"Then let's begin. Let Qi Jiu go first."

A voice rang out. Xue Daohai showed a respectful expression and said nothing further in doubt.

Very soon, the people behind Silverfang King and Le Qingzhu also spoke. The few parties quickly reached an agreement and began arranging for disciples to enter the 'Borrowing from the Ancient Method' grand formation Chen Luo had set up.

The 'experts' dispatched by the three factions soon stepped onto the grand formation. The person sent by Underworld Ferry was a skinny man in a black robe, withered in build and wrapped entirely in a piece of black cloth. The Demon Race had sent a Third Tier Gray Bear Spirit, a fellow who clearly did not look very bright. Only Ink Mountain's Human Race representative was relatively normal: a Nascent Soul Realm man.

His face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Standing atop the formation, he still clutched a fourth tier life-saving artifact in his hand.

"Wait! Isn't your Qionghua Sect sending anyone?"

Just as the formation was about to activate, Ink Mountain's Nascent Soul man suddenly spoke.

Chen Luo did not listen to his nonsense at all. He pressed his palm against the formation, pouring spiritual power into it like flowing water. In an instant, the entire cave lit up. The black veins across the ground lit up one by one, and all the World Spiritual Energy in the cave came alive at this moment.

"Activate!"

The Formation Patterns flared brightly.

Sizzle!

After the white light faded, the Formation Patterns dimmed. Twisted energy exploded outward in ripples, and the three figures standing on the formation were ground into powder on the spot. Several scraps of pitch-black cloth drifted down from the air, and the scene instantly fell silent.

"Success!"

Chen Luo's voice rang