After setting up the Spirit-Locking Formation, Yuan Tian began the real work of laying the formations.
Yuan Tian's hands danced without pause. If this had been modern times, he would have looked like a complete and utter "charlatan." Pang Heng and the two Little Green Willows watched intently from the side, their three pairs of eyes fixed firmly on Yuan Tian's movements.
Naturally, Yuan Tian had no objection to Pang Heng and the others watching. If they had not watched, he would have insisted that they do so. This was a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity for them. Yuan Tian did not casually set up formations, and he did not want them to waste this chance.
"Uh?"
Suddenly, Pang Heng let out an "uh." He felt that the formation Yuan Tian was setting up seemed somewhat wrong. This was not because Pang Heng was especially proficient in formations.
Though Pang Heng was not skilled in formations, he understood a little about the two formations that had originally surrounded Penglai Island. After all, Yuan Tian had previously told him quite a bit about formations, especially the two outside Penglai Island. Yuan Tian had feared Pang Heng might accidentally touch them. He would not die, but a few minor injuries and aches would certainly be unavoidable—that would be an "unexpected gain."
Pang Heng could clearly sense that the formation Yuan Tian was currently arranging was not either of the two great formations previously set up. Yuan Tian believed Pang Heng still had the ability to make such a simple distinction.
Yuan Tian wanted to increase the power of the great formations, not alter them. Their "principles" should therefore have been the same. Even if changes were made, they should not have been too drastic. Pang Heng could sense this very clearly. After all, how could