The instant Lu Feng threw out the cloth shoes, the faint spiritual energy they revealed caused sharp longswords to emerge from the stone wall not far away, instantly locking onto his position.
Yet as the shoes flew through the air, the spiritual energy attached to them spread outward, drawing the formation into motion and making those longswords veer away in unison.
By the time the shoes struck the stone wall, at least seven or eight longswords had already emerged more than halfway, poised to strike.
Lu Feng and Chu Youwei had already leapt into the air. In the gap while the formation was being drawn away, they headed straight for the first corpse.
Almost the instant they left their original spot, sensing the changes in the ground formation, several longswords shot straight into where they had been standing. One of them even rang out with the sound of jade shattering, after which a large cloud of Poison Mist spread through that area.
The instant the Poison Mist formed, it instinctively spread in the direction Lu Feng and Chu Youwei had jumped, following the fluctuations of the formation.
But just as it spread, the sound of the cloth shoes shaking and landing in the distance rang out, instantly drawing away the formation Lu Feng had stirred.
The shoes struck the stone wall and then hit the ground in quick succession, finally allowing countless longswords to fully lock on. They shot out from their little compartments and stabbed swiftly toward them, instantly piercing the barely landed cloth shoes into a mangled mess.
The peak of such an assault was enough to rival an Earth Soul Realm Late Stage soulmaster. Had it been a living person, they would likely have already been riddled with holes.
At the same time, influenced by the formation,