"Can your ice pupils break the Zhao clan powerhouse's illusion?" Xiang Qingcheng asked. She was also deeply wary of the Zhao clan's illusions.
"I haven't tried, so I can't say. As long as he isn't a Spirit Transformation powerhouse, it shouldn't be a problem." Lu Xiaotian's expression was calm. Even if his True Illusion Ice Pupils couldn't see through the illusion, he still had the Dragon Lion and Ghostfire True Person—two Spirit Transformation-level Primordial Spirits. Against the Primordial Spirit of a Spirit Transformation powerhouse, an Nascent Soul Cultivator's tricks were nothing but a joke.
Of course, even if Lu Xiaotian couldn't see through Zhao Yuandu's strange illusion on his own, he could simply wait and adapt to whatever came. If Zhao Yuandu attacked him, he would reveal a flaw. After all, when a great cultivator at the True Intent level struck, it wasn't easy for an ordinary illusion to conjure the same spectacle perfectly. Even the slightest difference was easy to detect with Lu Xiaotian's current level of Primordial Spirit.
But that was true for Lu Xiaotian alone. For the Dark Nightmare Ghost King and the others, trying to launch an attack and take down Zhao Yuandu felt utterly hopeless.
"Still, this formation seems to have been laid by someone who isn't very skilled." Those who knew nothing about formations or had little expertise in them naturally wouldn't notice how awkwardly the four men and four women coordinated.
"This Yin-Yang Eight-Gate Dragon-Tiger Combined Attack Formation is incredibly powerful. Ancient records say that if eight great cultivators at the True Intent level set it up together, they can even trap a Spirit Transformation cultivator. The greater the power, the more demanding the requirements. Even if these eight people are a little short on cultivation and practice, breaking the formation won't be