"This is the Green Bamboo Cloud-Locking Formation, the Immortal Race's reward for the victor. Once deployed, it needs only three years to grow before it can link its energy with the roots of your sect's mountains. Ordinarily, it will generate clouds and mist to seal off the mountain range. Anyone with insufficient cultivation who enters without permission will lose their way within it. Should a powerful enemy launch a surprise attack, it can also withstand three full-strength strikes from a True Immortal cultivator..." the woman from the Immortal Race explained slowly, her tone calm.
Then she tapped a slender finger, and the formation plate suspended in the air lit up. An illusory image emerged from it.
Shen Luo focused his gaze and saw the shadows of seventy-two Purple Azure Bamboo plants scattered throughout the image, swaying gently as though stirred by a breeze.
In moments, mist rose among the bamboo shadows and spread, obscuring the entire image.
"Now that's a treasure! Even an ordinary mid-sized sect might not have a mountain-protecting formation like that," someone below the platform exclaimed.
"This fellow has really struck it rich this time..."
"Does anyone know which sect he belongs to? I wonder if he'd be willing to sell that formation..."
Discussions buzzed below the platform. Some were already plotting to buy the Green Bamboo Cloud-Locking Formation and use it as their own sect's mountain-protecting Magic Formation.
Shen Luo liked it very much as well and naturally had no intention of selling it. The Spring Autumn Temple was sorely in need of just such a treasure.
While the discussions continued below, the Demon Clan's Six-Tusked Demon Elephant stepped forward on the platform. His cold gaze swept over the crowd, quickly silencing the chatter in the square.
"The Demon Clan rewards the victor with one