Ruined Spirit Pillars! A Joint Effort!

The two walked and talked, each harboring their own thoughts.

Lin Zhiyan followed behind, always keeping her distance from the two black-clad men.

Three days later.

The group crossed a vast stretch of ruins and arrived before an enormous plaza.

The plaza was circular, several hundred zhang in diameter. Its ground was paved with whole slabs of bluestone, every slab engraved with densely packed formation patterns.

At the very center of the plaza stood a gigantic stone pillar.

The pillar was roughly ten zhang tall, pitch-black from top to bottom, its surface carved with countless Runes. Those Runes did not resemble writing so much as strange patterns, twisted and entwined, giving off an exceedingly eerie feeling.

Zhao Xuanshan halted and looked at the stone pillar, a flash of fervor passing through his eyes.

"We're finally here."

Li Bufan asked, "Where is this?"

Zhao Xuanshan drew a deep breath and said slowly, "According to the sect's ancient records, this is the eye of the formation. Those before us tried many methods and came close to breaking this formation. That is why I came this time—to break it completely."

Li Bufan's heart stirred.

The formation eye?

In other words, if they broke this place, the formations throughout the entire Cave Heaven would collapse, and they would be able to get out?

Just as he was about to ask more, suddenly—

Two powerful auras came from the other end of the plaza.

Li Bufan turned to look, only to see two groups entering the plaza from different directions.

The three parties met again in the plaza, and the atmosphere instantly became taut as drawn bows.

Ye Yao's gaze swept across the plaza before finally settling on Zhao Xuanshan. With a charming laugh, she said, "Brother Zhao, you arrived rather early."

Zhao Xuanshan snorted