The scene before them changed in an instant. There was no exit from Ten Mile Art Gallery. In its place, formation patterns pulsed with a dangerous aura.
"What? What's going on? Didn't we leave Ten Mile Art Gallery?"
"Damn the Great Zhao Dynasty! If I'm not mistaken, there was a Level Four illusion formation just now. It passed off illusion as reality and misled every one of us."
"An... illusion formation? Then where are we now?"
"We should be inside a Level 4 remnant formation on either side of the gorge!!!"
"More than that. This Level 4 remnant formation has an astonishing presence. The Great Zhao Dynasty has clearly repaired it. I'm afraid it won't be weak!"
"Then what are we supposed to do now?"
Questions rang out as everyone stopped in their tracks, their faces changing drastically.
They spoke over one another, and even those who knew nothing of formations pieced together most of the situation in moments.
At last, everyone hurriedly turned toward Shen Miaoyin and Su Shi'er behind them, looking to them for answers. Several cultivators were nearly at the point of collapse.
Before Shen Miaoyin or Su Shi'er could speak, Zhao Mingyuan's voice rolled in from behind like muffled thunder.
"Fellow Daoists, you truly are clever. You've guessed my plan so quickly! But I spent decades preparing it. Did you really think I would let you leave so easily?"
"I had people find a way to complete this Level Four killing formation. For at least seven days, it will be no different from a complete Level Four Formation."
"Ten Mile Art Gallery was once a blessed place. When you've all fallen, I'll bury your bodies here. It's the least I can do, since we're all cultivators of Muyun Prefecture!!!"
Zhao Mingyuan's shout rang out. As