Was this fellow truly ignorant of the Dao of formations, or was he simply too skilled at hiding himself?
There could not possibly be no formations blocking the way near the Sacred Spirit Cult's core. This was the perfect chance to see just how capable this fellow truly was.
After mulling it over, Su Shi'er made up his mind. His fingers flicked, mobilizing the true essence within him and activating a metal-element spell. A golden flying sword condensed from true essence and slammed viciously into the corridor floor.
The instant the golden flying sword touched the ground, it spun rapidly like a golden top.
Under the impact of the sword light, dirt and stones flew everywhere.
The flying sword shattered the bricks and stones, drilling downward. In the blink of an eye, it opened up a deep passage leading below.
"Friend Yin, after you!"
Sensing a hollow space beneath the golden flying sword, Su Shi'er raised a hand in invitation before leaping directly into the hole.
"Hm? This fellow is actually kind enough to take the lead? Or is this another round of probing?"
"He is at least a Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse, yet I never expected... him to be this cautious in his dealings. If there were not a reason this trip absolutely required him, I truly would not want to cooperate with him!"
Yin Qingxue's eyelids twitched. He muttered softly, but still followed close behind.
One above and one below, the two sank more than ten zhang into the hole before the view ahead suddenly opened up.
A vast hollow space appeared before them. Su Shi'er reacted swiftly, his figure stopping almost instantly.
Yet even so... before he could clearly make out the scene inside the hollow, an astonishing aura of formation power swept over him with the