The eight Void Refinement cultivators swept into the gray mist were all stunned.
"A formation..." a middle-aged cultivator murmured, his brow furrowing slightly. Although the formation had only just taken shape, he instinctively sensed that it was far from simple, because his perception had become lost in an instant.
"It's no ordinary formation. It blocks perception, and there's illusion magic within it as well!" The Feng Clan's Grand Elder narrowed his eyes. As one of only two late-stage Void Refinement cultivators among the eight, he saw more than the others.
At that moment, the eight people were each confined to a certain area by the formation. They could neither contact one another nor sense the situation outside. The only area they could control was the roughly ten meters surrounding them.
"Jin Yao's formation... is so powerful..." Qin Lang was also within the formation, but with the formation flags in hand, he controlled the entire formation.
When he had proposed needing a formation capable of blocking perception and vision, Jin Yao had voluntarily taken it upon herself. She had spent this time engraving formation inscriptions and crafting formation flags, so Qin Lang knew well that this formation had come from Jin Yao.
Yet he had never expected its power to be this great.
"It seems... I underestimated Jin Yao... Rather than a cultivator, she's more like a formation master... Her attainments in formations are definitely extraordinary!" Qin Lang thought to himself. He could not help recalling Feng Yuan, the Origin Sect cultivator he had encountered on the Southern Bright Continent. As a formation master, Feng Yuan had displayed the power of formation masters to the fullest.
His thoughts raced, but Qin Lang no longer dwelled on the formation. Instead, he fixed his lifeless gaze on a white-haired elder among them, a