Falling into the Trap!

"Linghu Xian."

High above Old Lord Valley, Li Xiang looked down at Linghu Xian. "You have one incense stick's time."

More than half a month had passed.

More and more cultivators gathered above Old Lord Valley. Li Xiang had tried entering Old Lord Valley directly through a spatial gate, but the formation protecting Old Lord Valley was no joke.

Fortunately, they had come prepared.

"You cannot break my formation. The Blood Moon will arrive, and you will pay the price for what you have done today. If you withdraw, when the Blood Moon reaches Single-Name, then Xilang, then Azure Cloud, I will leave each and every one of you a path of retreat."

Within the formation, Linghu Xian coldly regarded the countless experts outside. The cultivators were attempting to break the formation beyond Old Lord Valley. The Nine Dragons Divine Binding Old Lord Formation of Old Lord Valley was presided over by an immortal-looking old man within the formation, while nine dragon phantoms circled outside it. Li Xiang had already tested them himself; even he had sensed an intense threat from those nine dragon phantoms.

This grand formation was profoundly mysterious. Ordinary formation masters could not even grasp a fraction of its mysteries.

Yet Linghu Xian remained uneasy. He had already become a half-immortal, and when the Blood Moon arrived, he too would become part of it, soon to claim a place upon the immortals' land. His gaze stretched further ahead. The disciples within Old Lord Valley were his bargaining chips for taking another step forward.

He could not determine whether the Li Family would break his formation first, or whether reinforcements from the Blood Moon would arrive faster.

Outside the formation.

Hearing Linghu Xian's words, Li Xiang rolled his eyes. "If you could step outside the formation and say