"Exactly. Nothing belonging to a Golden Immortal force is simple. I can already sense wisps of danger from this formation. What happens next depends entirely on Master Wang."
The gathered experts shouted loudly. At this moment, even the Half-Step Golden Immortal experts had turned their eyes over.
The disciples around Master Wang were all flushed red with excitement.
At this moment, they were everyone's hope. Half-Step Golden Immortals—even Half-Step Golden Immortals were watching them.
If they handled this matter well, their lives in the Demon Domain would become incomparably comfortable. The entire Demon Domain would know who they were.
They could already imagine their future lives—anything they wanted would be theirs.
What they did not know was that their master, Master Wang, was looking increasingly unsightly at this moment.
"Hm? Pfft."
Suddenly, Master Wang, who had originally possessed the bearing of an immortal sage, abruptly changed expression and spat out a great mouthful of blood.
The Formation Disk before him let out a tremendous bang, and a tiny crack appeared across its surface.
At this sudden turn of events, the surrounding disciples all panicked.
They stared at their master with tense expressions.
This concerned whether they could make a name for themselves in the Demon Domain. If anything happened to their master now, then everything would go down the drain.
"Th-this is a formation laid down by a third-grade Dao Formation Master."
Master Wang said in trembling horror.
The moment those words came out, the surrounding disciples' expressions changed drastically. They all cultivated formations, so they naturally understood what a third-grade Dao Formation Master signified.
A third-grade Dao Formation Master was the lifelong pursuit of every formation master.
Their master's master's master's master's master's master—let him be called their grand ancestor for now.
Back then, that grand ancestor had been