Fuxi looked at those around him and said with absolute certainty, "This formation cannot withstand a Sage."
"Although the formation is wondrous, the cultivation of those who set it up and preside over it is too low. They cannot withstand a Sage."
"Besides, no one else can control this grand formation, so naturally, it cannot withstand a Sage."
Daoist Duobao and Holy Mother Wudang nodded. They had already experienced the formation's power firsthand.
"Lord Fuxi, you are far too modest. Even if it cannot withstand a Sage, I doubt anyone below a Sage could break it!"
"Fuxi is simply too unassuming. I used many magic treasures to break the formation, but every one of them failed. That alone shows how wondrous this formation is."
Just then, Daoist Duobao suddenly froze. He had been casually observing Zhao Gongming and the others, only to discover that their cultivation was actually higher than his own.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, you have already reached the mid Quasi-Saint stage! You must not be far from the peak Quasi-Saint stage!"
"Three Xiao Sisters, why is your cultivation so high as well? All three of you have reached the mid Quasi-Saint stage? How is that possible?"
The more Daoist Duobao looked, the more astonished he became. As far as he remembered, they had taken form many years later than he had.
He had cultivated far longer than they had. Moreover, during his travels over the years, he had encountered many opportunities throughout the Primordial World.
Yet how was his cultivation inferior to these three?
Zhao Gongming and the Three Xiao Sisters exchanged glances. How could they not know why their cultivation was so high?
"It is all thanks to our master's guidance. Without his instruction and direction, and without constantly listening to him expound the Dao in person,