Hearing Jieyin's words, Zhunti smiled serenely.
Although he and Jieyin had founded the Western Religion together, Jieyin devoted most of his attention to overseeing it and establishing its religious doctrine.
As for all the dirty, exhausting work outside...
Ahem.
Recruiting disciples for the Western Religion still fell to him, Zhunti.
Without wasting any time, Zhunti smiled serenely and said, "Senior brother, stay close."
"This is called the Western Geng Metal White Tiger Formation. It governs slaughter, but it also contains a rudimentary trapping effect. It is divided into inner and outer layers. To break it, we must begin with the trapping formation, then break the killing formation."
Before he had even finished speaking, Zhunti had already found the entrance. Golden lotuses surged beneath his feet, and the next instant, he had entered the next formation.
Listening to Zhunti show off, Jieyin dearly wanted to slap that big, bald head of his and remind him who the senior brother was.
But when Zhunti vanished, he still hurried after him with a single stride.
"The Wuding Liujia Formation. Interesting."
The next instant, another new formation appeared before Zhunti.
Zhunti seemed to possess an inborn gift for formations. Almost as soon as a formation appeared, he would easily locate its Gate of Life.
Then he simply stepped through.
Seeing Zhunti disappear, Jieyin hurried after him again.
"The Kun Gate, senior brother."
Another formation was broken.
"Gate of Rest!"
"Gate of Life!"
"Gate of Death!"
"Kan Gate!"
Before Zhunti, one profound, intricate formation after another seemed as light as nothing. Without the slightest hesitation, he could identify their anchoring points almost instantly.
Then he easily led Jieyin through formation after formation.
What the two fellow disciples, Jieyin and Zhunti, did not know, however, was this.
Every time they stepped into a new formation,