Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, more than half a month passed, bringing November into view.
Aside from attending classes, Ning Wangshu basically did not stay at school during this period. Whenever he had no classes, he would return to the villa at Yuxi Yueting to cultivate.
Even he no longer lived in the dormitory.
For one thing, he was eagerly hoping to bring his formation technique to minor accomplishment as soon as possible.
Secondly, the two immortal senses that had suddenly swept past last time gave him a certain sense of crisis. He currently had no real assurance of dealing with two figures who were at least at the Mysterious Immortal realm simultaneously.
After all, even though the all heavens seal still existed, the other parties' power was certainly still suppressed by the all heavens seal to some extent. However, he could not determine just how much power they could unleash under that suppression.
Especially since the other parties were likely coming to look for him to avenge Susanoo-no-Mikoto.
Staying in the villa at Yuxi Yueting, with that mysterious coffin present, the other parties simply could not discover him, which could buy him some time.
Over these past twenty-something days, his formation technique had already reached the threshold of minor accomplishment.
At this moment, Ning Wangshu was continuing to cultivate his formation technique in the villa at Yuxi Yueting. Unknowing how much time had passed, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, the dharma seals formed by his hands abruptly shifting as he gave a solemn, low shout, "Formation!"
Hum!
In an instant, a flash of dazzling, strange light swept across the hand seals he formed, instantly transforming into countless mysterious runes that intertwined and surged in the void before him.
The next moment, the strange