Formation? What formation? What a load of crap!
If you can control the formation here, I'll eat this table right now.
Zhu Rong thought to himself.
Azure Dragon stood nearby, looking just as doubtful.
But Li Mo merely curled his lips into a mocking smile.
"Then, Clan Leader Zhu Rong, Elder Azure Dragon, forgive me for the spectacle!"
As soon as he finished speaking,
Li Mo formed hand seals, his slender fingers weaving together. Golden rays of light shot from between his palms in every direction.
A moment later, a rumbling sound rang out.
The weather around them changed, and the boundless spiritual energy was forcibly drawn back to Penglai Island.
The cups and plates on the table clattered, and spiritual fruits rolled to the ground.
Zhu Rong and Azure Dragon whipped around.
To their astonishment, they saw a faint barrier behind them.
They were both startled!
There really was a formation. They really could control the formation on Penglai Island.
Zhu Rong's face darkened completely.
He had never believed that an innate formation existed on Penglai Island.
After all, Di Jun and Li Mo had only just arrived. Whether they were comprehending the formation or forcibly breaking it, either would take a great deal of time.
Besides, there was no way such a commotion wouldn't alert the East Sea Dragon Clan.
That was why they had made that assumption.
But now, they had no choice but to admit that the two had successfully comprehended the formation and taken control of it.
And the one controlling the formation wasn't Di Jun, but the fellow beside him who looked to be only at the middle stage of the Golden Immortal realm.
This...
This was a little hard for them to accept.
Di Jun rose to his feet, standing tall with an