Chen Fazhen's whole body trembled, his pupils suddenly contracting as if he had seen some terrifying existence beyond comprehension.
He could clearly feel the Martial Dao Rules of the Formation Path being changed by brute force.
Brutally, like an adult wantonly ruining a picture a child had poured their heart and soul into drawing.
Brutally, with no regard whatsoever for Chen Fazhen's feelings.
That being merely stood there indifferently, casting down a cold, contemptuous gaze.
It was a power like that of a God.
The boundless, majestic Martial Dao Rules were being reshaped.
Countless rules intertwined, took form, and assembled into a power Chen Fazhen could not understand.
It was still the Formation Path, yet it resembled an ancient sacred relic unearthed from within a temple.
Chen Fazhen could clearly feel this wholly new Formation Path coming into being.
But he could not approach it, nor could he understand it.
Overwhelming terror and confusion appeared in his eyes.
As Lord of Martial Arts, he had never felt such terror before.
"Who is it?!"
Chen Fazhen's voice came out hoarse, as though a stone were lodged in his throat. He was almost suffocating.
He couldn't even see who it was, or where it was.
But that existence could certainly sense him. It simply didn't care.
Like a human who could plainly see the ants beneath their feet, yet paid them no mind.
That being didn't care.
At the same time.
Xuan Yi and Wuchen Jun felt the same thing.
Though they weren't Lords of Formations, and didn't sense the changes in the Formation Path's rule-power as clearly, they still felt that grand, unimaginable force.
"Ancient God..."
Xuan Yi cried out in shock. "Is it an Ancient God?"
His voice trembled.
"Is this Bai E's power?"
As far as he knew, perhaps