"Fellow Daoist Ling, let's go!"
Su Shi'er called out, not waiting for Ling Yue Shang's response before taking the lead. His figure soared upward, charging toward the vortex formed by the formation's fluctuations.
Ling Yue Shang reacted swiftly as well. Almost the instant she heard Su Shi'er's voice, she rose into the air after him.
Two figures, one before and one behind, entered the vortex of formation fluctuations at nearly the same moment.
The instant they entered, darkness fell before their eyes, and even their divine senses could not leave their bodies.
Such a sight instinctively put Ling Yue Shang on guard.
She feared that another danger might be lurking beyond the vortex.
Yet not far beside her, she could clearly sense Daoist Tianshan's long, steady breathing.
For some reason, that put her at ease.
If there truly were danger, this companion of hers could not possibly have remained silent without warning her.
And the fact that he could accomplish this within such a grand formation made her even more certain that he could bring her safely out of it.
Only a few breaths passed as her thoughts shifted.
A moment later.
The darkness before them vanished. Before they could make out their surroundings, their bodies sank, and they instinctively began to fall.
The two simultaneously circulated their cultivation, steadying themselves the instant they landed.
Without stopping to speak, they swiftly looked around at where they now stood.
This place still bore traces of formation arts. It was clearly still a formation space built from a blend of illusion and reality, constructed through the power of magic arts.
But... it was no longer any of the formation regions they had encountered before.
The space was not large, spanning only around a hundred zhang.
The ground was damp earth. The completely