"Zhan Cangkong, help me set up a formation!"
Watching the battle on Qin Shaofeng's side, Qi Xian's expression changed again and again before a guess formed in his heart.
He truly could not see the change in Qin Shaofeng's eyes.
But he had, after all, come out of the Honored Immortal Hall.
Whether Qi Yao or the others, none of them were simple figures, and this had greatly sharpened his ability to judge people.
Qin Shaofeng appeared to be going all out.
Yet he knew very well that if Qin Shaofeng truly could not do anything to his opponent after so many attacks, he would certainly think of another way or unleash an even more powerful attack.
Yet Qin Shaofeng's attacks had remained unchanged from beginning to end.
This was no longer merely not right—it was completely suspicious.
There was only one explanation for Qin Shaofeng acting this way: after entering this place, they had entered an illusion unknown even to that old Ghost Cultivator woman.
Since Ghost Fire Blazing Flame could not break the illusion, he would test it with a formation.
"What should I do?" Zhan Cangkong looked over.
Qi Xian opened his mouth, only to swallow the words he had been about to say.
Qin Shaofeng had seen through the illusion—but was the Zhan Cangkong in his eyes truly still Zhan Cangkong?
It was best to be careful in all things.
"Forget it. I'll do it myself. Help me keep watch around us, and don't let any other Ghost Cultivators launch a sneak attack from the shadows," Qi Xian said.
"Alright."
Zhan Cangkong nodded decisively.
Only then did Qi Xian begin to act.
After all these years of cultivation, he was no longer the formation novice he had been when he first entered the abyss world.
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