Buzzing black lightning spread around Lin Chuan, preventing the blood-red mist from approaching him. Yet he could not completely disperse the surrounding blood mist and could only watch as it grew denser and denser!
"A formation master?" Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly. His six-tomoe Sharingan scrutinized the surroundings, and he could vaguely make out traces of spiritual energy flowing through the area. However, the flow was too fast, and the spiritual energy within the formation constantly shifted, making it impossible for Lin Chuan to see through the formation's weakness even with the Sharingan.
This was Lin Chuan's first encounter with a formation master—a type of cultivator whose method of combat was completely different from that of ordinary cultivators! They relied neither on spells nor on their physical bodies, but on formations!
They could set up powerful formations in an extremely short time to attack or trap their enemies, then manipulate the formations through formation flags or hand seals to kill those trapped within as quickly as possible!
Compared to ordinary cultivators, their attacks were more varied and harder to evade. And once someone was trapped in a formation, escaping became exceedingly difficult. A powerful formation master could easily challenge opponents above their level and even kill them—something ordinary cultivators found difficult to achieve.
And this man who called himself Feng Yuan was a formation master from the Origin Sect!
Ordinary formation masters were already troublesome enough, but a formation master from the Origin Sect might well be more terrifying than anything Lin Chuan had ever known. Moreover, when Feng Yuan had evaded Lin Chuan's Chidori Sharp Spear earlier, he had revealed his cultivation—Great Perfection of the Deity Transformation stage!
With such strength, coupled with his identity as a formation master and the mysterious Origin Sect, no one below the