"Damn it. Weren't there supposed to be plenty of gods' Chosen Ones tasked with stopping Lu Wang? Why am I the only one who showed up? Those cunning bastards are hiding somewhere, watching the show. I can't keep being an idiot and fight him head-on..."
Bai Xiaowen's mention of "escaping" had struck a chord with Gast.
Gast had lost all will to fight. He immediately retreated into the area covered by the inner Four Symbols Formation.
"A formation can't hold me... Magic Mirror!"
Gast's body stretched and contracted like a worm, and he slipped free of the inner Four Symbols Formation.
But he failed to escape. The outer Eight-Gate Golden Lock Immortal Formation trapped him.
Magic Mirror had a cooldown. He couldn't use it again immediately!
That was precisely why Bai Xiaowen had set up two layers of formations.
Gast stood in the space between the Four Symbols Formation and the Eight-Gate Golden Lock Immortal Formation.
Bai Xiaowen remained inside the Four Symbols Formation.
"Origin Lightning!"
As he unleashed Origin Lightning, Bai Xiaowen waved his hand and deactivated the corresponding Formation Talisman. The inner formation's glow dimmed at once, placing him and Gast in the same area again.
"Oh no..."
Gast had already seen how Bai Xiaowen's Origin Lightning tracked its target. Without Magic Mirror, dodging alone wouldn't save him. The strike and its ensuing paralysis would leave him completely exposed to Bai Xiaowen's attacks!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Gast's feet flashed across the ground. His figure split from one into two, two into four, then four into eight. In an instant, more than a dozen black-robed, blond figures raced around the edge of the battlefield! Each Gast carried a convincing Spirit Force aura.
He tried to use Shadow Conspiracy: Afterimage to shake off the lock of Bai Xiaowen's Thunder Arts.