Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly and questioned his third immortal eye.
"Immortal Chi, what's going on?"
He had not noticed himself shrinking, much less understood why it was happening. But just because he could not see through it did not mean Chi Guanguan could not. If he had a question, he could simply ask.
"A formation."
Chi Guanguan answered Zhang Yuan's question, then explained in detail, "There's a Primordial Era formation in this garden. It should be the [Three-Turn Size-Adjusting Wishful Formation]. Its foundation shares the same origin as that [Immortal Ascension Terrace]. The formation is rather skillfully laid out. To break it, you'll have to take away the [Immortal Ascension Terrace]."
Zhang Yuan's expression darkened.
Leaving aside whether he could take away the [Immortal Ascension Terrace], he was now constrained by the formation and reduced to the size of a grain of sand. Even with his Celestial Conceptual Image still at perfection, his combat strength would drop several notches. How could he compete with that crowd of cultivators at celestial person perfection for the [Immortal Ascension Terrace]?
"Is there any other way?" Zhang Yuan asked.
Chi Guanguan nodded. "Of course there is. There are two kinds of formations: one needs no human control, while the other requires a cultivator to operate it. Someone is clearly controlling this [Three-Turn Size-Adjusting Wishful Formation]. Otherwise, the entire garden would shrink under its influence, not just you lot."
"Someone...?"
Zhang Yuan's heart jolted.
Did that mean there might be a cultivator from the Primordial Era in this garden?
It probably was not a Great Luo from the Primordial Era. Otherwise, there would be no need for such underhanded tricks to deal with them. It was probably a Great Yi from the Primordial Era, or an ancient cultivator of an even lower level.