Seeing Off

Huang Qiu wore a smug expression.

This man was Old Daoist Huang He's master, the patriarch of the legacy Chen Luo had uncovered from that low-tier formation master back then.

Although Huang Qiu's combat strength could not compare to people like the Nine-Headed Lion and Ke Zhenbei, when it came to formations, not a single person outside could surpass him. As Daoist Huang He's master and the patriarch of those lackey formation masters, Huang Qiu had never expected that he would one day come alive again.

Though it was an alternative form of survival, it was still a fine experience for him. He could even study the brand-new formations outside the Emperor Tomb. To him, this was practically the Immortal Realm!

"A formation master?"

The Myriad Manifestation Old Ancestor's heart sank to the bottom. He had not expected the enemy to have even a high-tier formation master.

The teleportation formation laid within the cave was not something a low-tier formation master could break. Formation masters capable of locating the formation core so quickly were even rarer than phoenix feathers and qilin horns. Yet this lecherous-looking old man before him did not resemble one of those high-tier formation masters who could not be hired even for a fortune.

Chen Luo strolled through the sect.

At last, he arrived at the secret chamber.

Looking at the dazzling array of spiritual materials within, he could not help feeling greatly satisfied.

"Master Ling Xu?!!"

Seeing Chen Luo enter through the cave entrance, Immortal Venerable Wan Xiang was completely dumbfounded.

He had considered many enemies: the master who had stabbed him in the back after rising to power, the Dao companion he had deceived, the senior brother apprentice he had betrayed. He went through everyone he could think of, yet he alone had never paid