The cultivators watched the retreating escape light, their envy and jealousy left unspoken for now.
"Quite the spectacle. If our Golden Feather Sect had such a grand formation, there would be no need to trouble Master to personally open a passage."
Senior Brother Zhao spoke with sudden regret.
In the Dao of formations, the Profound Heaven Dao Sect and the Supreme Unity Immortal Court stood at the very pinnacle.
They had disciples who studied formations and formation masters as well, in no small numbers. Yet a grand formation capable of crossing continents, traversing domains, shattering barriers, and soaring through the void was precisely what their Golden Feather Sect lacked.
The Space Great Dao had been refined into every thread and every inch of the minute transformations within such grand formations.
Only the foremost formation masters could lay one down.
"We will."
Zhao Buhuo, the fire mark between his brows glowing, showed no emotion. Yet those three words carried a faint note of pride.
Senior Brother Zhao shook his head slightly, about to say something, when he suddenly saw the flicker of fire in his junior brother's eyes leap sharply.
He abruptly looked over and felt a faint swelling, burning pain, as if his eyes had been scorched by blazing flames.
Alarmed rather than pleased, he thought, Junior Brother Zhao has actually begun to comprehend a trace of Mars's true meaning. How long has it even been?
He is the reincarnated body of the Star Sovereign. Once the Mars Fate Allotment fully returns, when his True Spirit sheds its ignorance and awakens, what manner of sight will he become?
Yet what puzzled him more was what had stirred the other's emotions so greatly that he could no longer rein in his true meaning.
He followed that line of sight as well.