"May I ask your name, young friend?"
"I am Xu Mingxian, a disciple of the Xu Household of Great Wei," Xu Mingxian replied, cupping his fists.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, your mastery of formations is profound. Even I failed to recognize the illusion formation when the yellow mist erupted. Have you encountered such formations before?"
"I read about something similar in an ancient text."
The cultivator surnamed Xiang nodded and looked around. "Are there any other fellow Daoists versed in formations? We can work together to break it. If we cannot, we will have to turn back today."
Everyone frowned.
Xu Mingxian looked at someone beside the Cao Clan elder. "This fellow Daoist appears to understand formations. I wonder why he is hiding his abilities."
Everyone else looked over.
The Cao Clan elder's face turned slightly livid. He said flatly, "You must be mistaken, Young Friend Xu. We came in haste, thinking everyone's combined strength would suffice to break the defensive grand formation, as it had before.
"Otherwise, why would neither the Sima Clan nor the Liu Clan have brought their formation masters?"
"Perhaps I was mistaken."
The cultivator surnamed Xiang smiled slightly. "Then, Fellow Daoist Xu, only the two of us can examine it. If we cannot break it, we will have to give up."
Xu Chuan nodded to Xu Mingxian.
Only then did he accompany the cultivator surnamed Xiang to the edge of the yellow mist to examine it carefully. They even entered the mist again.
Many stared thoughtfully at the yellow mist shrouding Mysterious Moon Peak.
With such an exquisite illusion formation serving as its defensive barrier, this Ancient Cultivator's Cave seemed extraordinary.
Perhaps it was no ordinary abode of a cultivator at foundation establishment perfection.
They hoped it was a Golden Core cultivator's abode. If so, their