"This..."
Everyone present was either a Divine Son of an Immortal Imperial Clan or a Holy Land's Holy Son, and they all had some knowledge of formations.
Naturally, they could tell that Ye Wufeng had already finished setting up the formation.
Yet the Mist Barrier, which had nearly cut off all five of their senses, showed no reaction whatsoever...
"Ye Wufeng, what are you doing? The formation's already complete, so why isn't the Mist Barrier showing even the slightest sign of shrinking?"
"Yeah, do you even know how to set up a formation? Randomly tossing around a few crystals counts as setting one up?"
"And you call yourself an Origin Master's disciple... If the Origin Master knew you were this useless, he'd beat you to death, you fraud!"
Seeing that the Mist Barrier remained completely unaffected, the Divine Sons and Holy Sons immediately grew displeased and began questioning Ye Wufeng.
Ye Wufeng was so anxious that cold sweat covered his forehead.
He had originally wanted to use this opportunity to show off and salvage his image.
But he had never expected the Mist Barrier to be so stubborn.
He had even deployed the formation he kept hidden up his sleeve, yet it had no effect at all?
"That's not right..."
Ye Wufeng stared at the Mist Barrier, forming hand seals as he continuously calculated.
"Everyone, wait a moment. Let me try again!"
As he spoke, Ye Wufeng's figure flickered repeatedly. Crystal after crystal flew from his hand, landing precisely in different positions.
A moment later.
Looking at the Mist Barrier, which remained unchanged, Ye Wufeng finally lowered his lofty head. "Everyone, it isn't that Wufeng's skills are lacking. After calculating, I found that the great momentum of heaven and earth here has been altered by a strong expert. I