Inside the seclusion chamber.
Su Shi'er remained seated cross-legged, pushing his cultivation technique to its limit and continuously accumulating every bit of strength he could.
The two had suddenly come to make trouble; they had undoubtedly received word.
The maid outside, Cui Huan, had to be utterly loyal to Yin Qingxue. Otherwise, during Yin Qingxue's absence, she would not have needed to find ways to stall for time.
That meant the problem could only have come from Yin Qingxue's side.
Su Shi'er pondered in secret, his thoughts racing as he analyzed and considered the situation before him.
Yet he paid no heed to the voices coming from outside.
"Senior Brother Yang, it seems there's no chance of counting on this fellow to come out by himself. Shall we strike directly?"
Seeing that not the slightest movement came from within the seclusion chamber, the Wei Clan Cultivator immediately spoke, looking eager to give it a try.
"Mm! Let's do it!"
The Yang cultivator nodded at once.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Wei Clan Cultivator gathered True Yuan into his palm, took a step forward, and struck first.
But the instant he moved, intense fluctuations of formation power rose all around him, and the scene before his eyes changed abruptly.
Within his sight, ten thousand streams of sword qi swept toward him.
Before the formation's sword qi could fall, the Wei Clan Cultivator's expression changed slightly. He formed a strange hand seal and swiftly retreated a step, withdrawing from the formation before it could be driven to its full power.
"What a crafty fellow. He actually set up another formation outside the seclusion chamber, and its grade is not low either!"
"If I hadn't possessed a Heavenly Capital secret art and retreated quickly enough, this formation would have injured me."