"Bang!"
With a muffled blast, the formation's power could not withstand the tremendous force and was severed from its connection to the more than one hundred Yun Ge Sect cultivators on the spot.
The next moment.
More than a hundred figures fell toward the ground in scattered disarray, like dumplings dropping into a pot.
Before they could hit the ground, Lady Tianyun lightly waved her slender arm. The flying ship beneath her swiftly moved, gathering the figures back onto its deck one after another.
At the same time, light flowed around the flying ship as it sped into the distance.
In the blink of an eye, it was already a hundred li away.
"This is bad!"
Within the formation, at the instant the formation's power lost its connection with the disciples, Zhu Hanwei's expression turned exceptionally ugly.
He secretly cried out in alarm while hurriedly changing his hand seals, trying to activate the formation's power once more and rescue everyone.
But Lady Tianyun's cultivation level was right there, and she had even paid the price of a Spirit Treasure.
By the time Zhu Hanwei's backup measures moved, they were more than a beat too slow.
The formation's power surged with overwhelming momentum, like raging waves crashing against the shore.
Yet once it left the Sect Protection Formation, the farther it went, the more limited the power it could exert became.
Under Lady Tianyun's control, the flying ship had fled a hundred li away. The formation's power simply could not extend that far.
Even if it could, its power would be weakened until it was negligible.
"Damn it!"
Seeing an operation that had seemed almost foolproof ultimately fall short at the final hurdle, Zhu Hanwei clenched his fists, his face darkening to the extreme.
The others at his side had long