About half a day later, the formation mechanisms in all four directions began to surge and churn like boiling water. The accumulated formation power climbed ever higher, and an overwhelming force hung across the sky, as if rivers were pouring backward and mountains were pressing down from above, bearing down on everyone with endless, crushing pressure.
Because Daoist Zeng understood formation mechanisms and possessed keen senses himself, with this formation power weighing upon him, he felt his own aura abruptly suppressed, as though he were carrying a tremendous burden.
The power accumulated at this moment was simply too immense—so immense that it made his mind tremble. Moreover, he was growing less and less able to see through the changes in the formation mechanisms. Unable to hold back, he said, "Elder Lin, has it not yet been properly set in motion?"
Old Daoist Lin turned back and replied with a smile, "Soon, soon."
For some reason, Daoist Zeng felt there was something unusual in that smile. It seemed somewhat eerie, and the atmosphere around them was becoming increasingly oppressive. An unease rose in his heart.
After some thought, he said to the Creation refiners beside him, "Go and inform King Xi. Tell him that I believe the formation power has accumulated enough already, yet Elder Lin has been unwilling to release it for so long. I believe Elder Lin is being far too overconfident. If this continues, the formation mechanisms may collapse on their own, and all our previous efforts will come to nothing."
The Creation refiners immediately sent a message into the royal vessel.
Old Daoist Lin heard these words from atop the platform as well and smiled. Once the formation had been refined to this stage, there was no longer any way to stop it. Besides, these people had