Ye Tian had a headache.
"I only came here with you to get away from trouble. How did it become even more dangerous here than it was there? I'd barely arrived, and I already had to face such tangled, troublesome hostile relations, plus a group of people I've never even met who want my life."
"I was telling the truth back then. You weighed the pros and cons yourself. Blaming me now is a little late."
Uncle Tu said blandly.
"Besides, we can discuss that later. Haven't you noticed... that something is wrong here?"
Ye Tian frowned and looked around. The tents that had originally been nearby had suddenly become distant, even somewhat illusory. The space between him and them seemed warped, affecting his vision.
"You little fellow have sharp eyes."
An aged voice suddenly rang out, seeming to come from all directions, making it impossible to tell where it originated.
"It's nothing more than some shoddy formation used to isolate us from the surrounding space. I thought Tian Yin Pavilion would attach great importance to us, but it seems they're no more than this."
Uncle Tu sneered and slapped the ground with his palm. In an instant, blue talismans spread from beneath his feet in a radius of thirty feet, neatly enclosing the area where Ye Tian stood as well.
At that moment, Ye Tian's vision finally cleared. Those tents had not suddenly moved farther away from them; there was simply a formation placed in the space between them.
"I truly underestimated you. Not only did you easily kill my two Death Warriors, you can now directly break open my formation and preserve a patch of space. It seems sending me here was not using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken after all."
That aged voice still came