"This formation is incredibly powerful. Even if I wanted to break it, I'm afraid I wouldn't have enough time." Lu Xiaotian shook his head, his expression betraying no emotion.
The black-staffed elder, Hu Xiaofeng, and the others all looked disappointed.
"Cackle, cackle! This is the Extreme Yang True Lightning Spirit-Extermination Formation. Even a true immortal would be hard-pressed to escape death once caught inside, let alone immortals like you." The white-robed man, Fei Xingdong, who had left the formation ahead of them, now appeared outside it. A triangular formation flag, crackling with lightning, had appeared in his hand.
Fei Dongwang had looked severely injured and still recovering, his body covered in scabbed blood and his whole person appearing terribly weak. Now, outside the formation, he was full of vigor. Clearly, he had been faking it all along.
"You bastard! You repay kindness with treachery? Once I get out, I'll tear you limb from limb!" Hu Xiaofeng ground her teeth in fury, then glanced back at Lu Xiaotian. "Fellow Daoist Dongfang, how much time do you need? I'll do my best to buy you some."
"One stick of incense will be enough." Lu Xiaotian's gaze swept around them.
"One stick of incense? You'll have to live that long first." Fei Dongwang scoffed.
But Fei Dongwang was clearly extremely wary of Lu Xiaotian, the strongest among them. To avoid any further complications, he immediately waved the formation flag. At least a third of the lightning pillars above the ruined expanse swiveled toward Lu Xiaotian and converged on him.
Hu Xiaofeng was alarmed. Fei Dongwang had activated the formation too quickly, and she hadn't finished preparing. The black-staffed elder and the two women in black flashed into position, forming a triangle around Lu Xiaotian. Each summoned a celestial artifact, hoping to withstand the