The four skulls formed a pyramid, each one facing inward. Their hollow eye sockets seemed to contain clusters of icy resentment, making it obvious that these skulls had been refined into some kind of bizarre object.
Otherwise, he would not have felt so uncomfortable inside this formation.
In fact, if he were not a cultivator with powerful Blood Qi and various Talismans protecting him, an ordinary person who entered this place would have long since collapsed unconscious. Their Yang energy would disperse, and within a day or two, they would become a corpse.
Although this formation was primitive and simple in function, merely an Isolation Array, it not only sealed in all the auras within the formation but also trapped its icy Yin energy, resentment, and everything else. The concentration was extremely high. Only people like Sorcerers could feel completely at ease here. Anyone else would not.
Chen Mo stepped forward and kicked one of the pyramid-shaped skulls. With a crack, the skull shattered into powder.
His strength was simply too great. Though the bones were hard, they could not withstand a single kick and crumbled into dust.
The moment it was damaged, the faint energy connections and exchanges that formed the entire formation were completely destroyed. The formation throughout the basement gradually lost its effect.
Chen Mo curled his lip, rather disdainful of this primitive formation.
Whether in its setup technique or its materials, this formation was utterly second-rate. Moreover, its arrangement methods were relatively primitive techniques and inheritances. Otherwise, it would not have been broken with a single kick from him.
If it had been a formation arranged by him, let alone one kick, no number of kicks would break it. The Formation Base would be hidden underground and evade Spiritual Sense detection. To break it, one could