Lu Xiaotian flicked out a patch of illusions. Under their cover, he sent the Realm-Breaking Insect onto one of the formation flags once more. In terms of strength, Lord Moyan was actually a hair weaker than Lu Xiaotian as he was now. Even with the Yin-Yang Baleful Venerables added to the mix, they had failed to gain the slightest advantage.
With Lu Xiaotian's attainments in formations, he could have stopped Lord Moyan from setting up the formation even on his own. But that would inevitably have consumed a great deal more mana. This was no entirely safe place, either—not here at Ten Thousand Tides Mountain. It was better to keep some strength in reserve for whatever changes might arise.
Lord Moyan's gaze was icy. Seeing the great formation gradually come to life, he was now on guard against Lu Xiaotian to the utmost, lest the latter break it again. When his Black Tortoise Earthfire Formation had been broken earlier, Lord Moyan had still clung to a sliver of hope.
Now, with them fighting face-to-face, he could see every move his opponent made. Though he knew himself to be a little weaker, Lord Moyan did not believe Lu Xiaotian could break his formation outright under these circumstances. Once the formation fully closed, he would have the power of the formation behind him. Killing his opponent would be child's play!
Whether Lu Xiaotian broke the formation or Lord Moyan set it up, each task demanded considerable effort on its own. Lu Xiaotian had employed a few methods to interfere, but he did not seem able to stop Lord Moyan from completing the formation entirely.
Seeing the formation's power climb toward its peak, Lu Xiaotian's eyes sharpened. He nocked arrows and drew his bow, then shot three arrows at once. The howling Annihilation