With the experience of entering the formation the first time, Lu Feng deliberately kept an eye out this time.
One, two, three...
It still took about three breaths before he merged with the formation.
This was also the precise moment Lu Feng wanted Huang Helou and the others to watch for.
This might be the key to breaking the formation!
As Lu Feng watched the scene before him change once more, he immediately located the Humanoid Figure.
Phew~
Good thing it's not that Old Man!
Lu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had no desire to face that Old Man again—he looked as though he was on his last legs, yet when he attacked, his offensive was ferocious beyond belief.
The scene before him was no longer a rustic landscape of mountains and fields. It had become temples and pavilions, somewhat resembling the plaza outside the Compassionate Heart Hall of Qingxiu Chan Sect.
There was no longer any Bamboo House or courtyard before him. Instead, there was only a boy barely in his teens, sitting cross-legged upon a Prayer Mat. His shaved head gleamed brightly, his face plump, his fine eyes wide open. Within his honest and solemn bearing lay an air of carefree elegance and handsome refinement.
Lu Feng recalled the nine humanoid figurines in the previous courtyard. The cross-legged little boy before him was precisely the innermost one, seemingly positioned beside the figurine of the sleeping old man.
Not someone to be trifled with!
This thought instinctively surfaced in Lu Feng's mind. He was not deceived by the boy's age or his innocent, kindly appearance.
Having already been thoroughly beaten up by the old man, Lu Feng knew that the child before him might very well unleash an equally terrifying offensive.
In any case, his purpose