"What?!"
"It's Formation Dao!"
"That Formation Dao aura—could it be a direct disciple of the Formation Lineage Chief himself?!"
Shi Tiannan's pupils suddenly contracted sharply when he saw that vast Formation Dao aura ahead.
The direct disciples of the various Chiefs were generally gathered at the True Inheritance Assembly.
He had already passed the age limit for participating in the True Inheritance Ceremony, but even if he had met the requirements, he could never let go of such a rare mission for earning Dao Sect merit.
"Every true inheritance seat in the True Inheritance Ceremony comes with towering resources, but even true inheritors cannot seize every resource without restraint."
Shi Tiannan's aura abruptly sank. "If he has come for the Immortal Treasury Dao Scripture as well, I'm afraid I won't even be next in line."
Though he had cultivated his way here through ruthless means and countless schemes, he still felt somewhat powerless when facing a Chief's direct disciple.
His master was a Grand Elder, a figure of great standing among the Dao Sect disciples, yet he had once witnessed the treasures used to protect a Chief's direct disciple.
That was why he understood the gap even more clearly, and could not help feeling somewhat helpless.
"Phew—"
Shi Tiannan settled all his thoughts. "No need to imagine so much. I'll take one step at a time."
At worst, he would wait a few hundred more years. He still had time.
If the other party had no interest in the Immortal Treasury Dao Scripture, that would naturally be for the best.
Lu Qing still did not know that the commotion he had revealed had sent the thoughts of others spinning through countless twists and turns.
Wang Quan stared fixedly at that Formation Dao city wall. The Formation Dao was illusory, the