"Daoist Friend Xiang? It seems you know absolutely nothing about this fellow traveler of yours." At that moment, a seemingly placid yet secretly imposing voice came from the woods.
"Who are you?" A chill suddenly rose behind Sikong Jiandao and the others. There was no doubt that they had already fallen into the other party's calculations. To make them walk into a trap without lifting a finger, and without them noticing at all—such ability was beyond what an Integrated Body Middle Stage Cultivator could manage.
Moreover, now that the other party had spoken, they still could not pinpoint his exact location.
"Who I am isn't important. What matters is that you'll have to stay here for a while. You'd best not resist." As soon as the awe-inspiring voice faded, several sword beams suddenly descended from the void. Sword light erupted in an instant, joining into one vast expanse and forming a huge sword-light barrier that trapped Xiang Qingcheng and her four companions within.
"The Ten Swords Chilling Light Formation!" Xiang Qingcheng's expression turned cold.
"Little girl, you're quite knowledgeable. Since you recognize this formation, you should know how formidable it is. Don't rashly force your way in, or the consequences will be dire." A figure of light emerged from one of the spirit mulberry trees. It was not corporeal. Looking calmly at the group before him, it spoke.
"This is merely a trapping formation. As for its killing power, it can't do anything to the few of us. Though you set up the formation core elsewhere in advance, it isn't impossible to break." Xiang Qingcheng's eyes swept around. She did not find the formation core nearby, and anxiety stirred in her heart. The other party's behavior was clearly aimed at Lu Xiaotian. Moreover, anyone capable of such methods had already