Inviting Immortal Array

Fortunately, such texts made up only a small portion.

With Lu Feng devoting a fraction of his attention to them, he still copied them with ease.

Just as everything was proceeding smoothly, the appearance of a special text abruptly broke Lu Feng's rhythm.

Only three words appeared in the text—"Inviting Immortal Array."

Once the three words emerged, they transformed into a phantom identical to the previous ones.

Yet this phantom remained silent and motionless, with no intention of demonstrating anything.

Everyone was startled by this scene.

"What's going on?" Miao Qiuyun cried out in panic. "What kind of text is this? Why are there only three words? How is anyone supposed to comprehend it?"

"Could something have gone wrong during its storage? Or was it damaged by those who entered before us? Are the words afterward unable to appear?"

Fourth Uncle looked grave as he spoke in despair. "We've come this far, and there is so little left. Is Heaven truly determined to cut us off here? Fate toys with men, fate toys with men!"

A trace of astonishment and solemnity likewise surfaced on Lu Feng's face, but he had no leisure to spare for it. Only after carefully copying all the remaining texts did he come back to himself and focus entirely on that final silent figure.

Life and death both hinged upon this!

After a moment of silence.

Lu Feng and Hidden Blade spoke almost simultaneously:

"This phantom seems to contain the aura of the formation path."

"This phantom is a formation!"

A sharp gleam flashed through Hidden Blade's eyes as he looked at Lu Feng. "Truly?"

He had only vaguely sensed one or two traces of formation fluctuations, which was why he had added the words "seems to." In truth, the thought that had instinctively flashed through