Inside the Nine-Bend Cloud River Formation.
Jimeng had only just stepped inside.
The scene before him had already changed.
The Eastern Sea, the Three Cloud Sisters, and Xingtian, all clearly visible a moment ago, vanished.
Only a boundless sea of clouds remained around him.
Nine great rivers surged toward him from different directions.
One of them was clearly in the sky.
Yet its waters flowed upward.
Another stretched across the ground beneath his feet.
Just as Jimeng tried to step over it, the space beneath him suddenly flipped, and the river appeared directly overhead.
"A spatial formation."
A flicker of excitement crossed Jimeng's eyes.
He did not rush to use brute force.
He raised his right hand.
A drop of rain fell from his fingertip.
Plip.
The raindrop entered the cloud river.
Jimeng closed his eyes.
His Great Dao of Wind and Rain swiftly spread outward along the current.
He was one of the Great Wilderness's innate water-aspected greater demons.
He commanded wind and rain.
He controlled cloud water.
If Yunxiao's formation relied solely on changes in water and clouds.
It would actually be easier for him to unravel.
In mere moments.
He had clearly sensed the flow of the cloud rivers for hundreds of miles.
Jimeng opened his eyes.
The corners of his mouth lifted.
"I've found the first layer."
He raised his hand and swept it outward.
Gale winds swept through.
Rain poured down.
His Great Dao of Wind and Rain forcibly parted the cloud river ahead.
Boom!
The first layer of the formation broke.
Jimeng stepped forward.
Outside the formation, the Great Luo cultivators who could barely follow the battle with their spiritual senses cried out together.
"He's broken through a layer!"
"A Demon Saint is a Demon Saint. How long has he even been in there?"