Under the stunned gazes of the Heavenly Formation Sect disciples, Qin Yu's hands flew through a series of seals that were the exact opposite of those they had just formed.
Immediately afterward, a powerful surge of soul power shot out alongside several streaks of lightning-fast Dou Qi, precisely striking multiple spots near the sect entrance.
The weakening effect on Cao Ying and Ziyan instantly began to dissipate. Within just a few breaths, they had returned to normal.
"No, how is this possible?"
"We... why can't we keep activating the formation?"
Seeing their bewildered faces, Qin Yu sighed.
"I honestly can't tell whether you're playing dumb or really are dumb... can't you feel that I've cut off the pathways you use to activate the formation?"
After hearing Qin Yu's explanation, the disciples exchanged glances, their faces filled with confusion.
Their opponent had casually dismantled the technique they took such pride in, and now he actually wanted to turn around and teach them?
Did that make any sense?
"If you can't even understand something this simple, what exactly has your Heavenly Formation Sect been studying?"
"Uh, we... well..."
They desperately wanted to argue back, but under the circumstances, they could not find anything suitable to say.
They could neither outargue him nor beat him in a fight, and the technique they were proudest of looked like a complete clown act before him.
"Thank goodness he's here. Otherwise, we'd have been in trouble this time."
Standing behind him, Cao Ying quietly breathed a sigh of relief once the weakening formation was broken.
She knew her judgment could not have been wrong. Qin Yu's mastery of formations was every bit as good as that of the Heavenly Formation Sect's members!
"All right, you lot. Stand down."
Just then, an elderly man suddenly appeared and