The Grand Formation of the National Preceptor's Estate, Activated

Watching the Ice Soul Cold Eagle dive straight at him to kill, Sikong Jing replied coldly, "Mo Ci, since I chose to ambush you within the Imperial Preceptor's Residence, it's because I can leave you with no mount to use..."

As soon as the words fell, Sikong Jing swept his consciousness across the surroundings and shouted again, "Flowing Cloud Flying Squirrels, activate the collision formation!"

His voice rang throughout the entire Imperial Preceptor's Residence.

Squeak, squeak, squeak...

In an instant, squeaking erupted from all over the Imperial Preceptor's Residence, followed by a rapid series of bang, bang, bang, bang. With a hum, a formation light flashed into existence, directly enveloping the entire residence.

Boom!

At the same time, the Ice Soul Cold Eagle that had just swooped down was instantly struck by the formation light. It let out a miserable shriek and spun as it flew away before stopping in midair, covered in blood, one of its wings broken.

Mo Ci's mount, the Ice Soul Cold Eagle, had been caught completely off guard, half a wing severed by the suddenly activated formation.

This sight left everyone except Sikong Jing utterly dumbfounded.

"What's going on? Why has the Imperial Preceptor's Residence formation suddenly activated?" Ren Dongmeng could not help screaming.

Damn it, Sikong Jing had really made it impossible for Mo Ci to ride an demon beast mount.

At the same time, everyone, including Mo Ci, turned in unison to look at Gongyang Ren.

The latter stood with his mouth agape, then shouted heavily, "It wasn't me who activated it. Sikong Jing is behind this!"

Gongyang Ren stared fixedly at Sikong Jing again, his face pale to the extreme.

Even the formation in his own residence had been exploited by Sikong Jing, activated out of nowhere. It was too terrifying. If