Formation flags flew out in streams, spreading across the sky like threads of rain.
Spiritual patterns flashed across them, stretching into golden chains that rattled as they linked heaven and earth.
"My young friends Star Vista and Xuan Yun, please conceal yourselves outside for a while!" The formation was set up so quickly that Ye Jingyu thought it was only a simple formation. After all, his own attainments in formations were considerable.
Yet watching Venerable Jin Qing lay out this formation was like reading an unfathomable heavenly scripture. He could make out only vague hints, with nowhere to begin comprehending it.
"Of course!" Though disappointed, Ye Jingyu did not let it show in his words.
He had long anticipated serving as bait, so naturally, he would not go back on his word.
The two left the formation and used a flying sword to carve out a simple cave dwelling nearby. They set up two or three minor formations and hid inside.
He had originally wanted to set up a grand formation, but recalling Venerable Jin Qing's formation—and how, when they first came to reinforce Red Immortal City, Venerable Jin Qing had used it to withstand attacks from three seventh-stage Wind Origin Clan members and dozens of sixth-stage ones—he abandoned the idea.
Once Ye Jingyu finished his preparations, he looked back toward where they had first landed. Peaks rose there above lush green grass. No matter how he looked at it, it seemed an ordinary stretch of land, with even its spiritual energy and earth veins sparse and unremarkable.
Five or six breaths quietly passed.
The wind between heaven and earth suddenly strengthened, whistling as it swept over the grass.
A transparent hand of spiritual wind abruptly appeared high in the sky, accompanied by a face.
"You hid yourself rather cleverly.