It turned out that when he activated the formation...
He heard a crack from the formation flags, a faint, brittle snap.
He had thought he was imagining it, or that it was simply a normal reaction to activating the formation.
But when he actually activated it, especially after setting it up, he was astonished to find that it showed no response whatsoever.
It could not possibly be broken. He had clearly seen Heavenly General Fulong within the formation earlier, completely unscathed as he charged across the battlefield, with no one able to stand against him.
Surely it could not have broken the moment he took possession of it.
But recalling that brittle snap from the formation flags, he immediately felt that something was wrong. If his guess was correct, this formation really was broken.
And this was unquestionably Fulong's handiwork.
Otherwise, why would it happen to break the instant he used it?
The Ziwei Emperor's cheerful mood instantly turned foul.
He had never imagined that a mere peak Great Luo Golden Immortal would dare make a fool of him, the Ziwei Emperor. Worse still, this was truly like a mute eating bitter herbs-he had swallowed bitterness but could not voice his suffering.
He was too embarrassed even to mention it to anyone else.
After all, according to his own account, he had borrowed these formation flags and would eventually have to return them.
But now, return them, his ass! The things were already broken.
The Northern Pole Ziwei Emperor's expression darkened. What was he supposed to do?
He was furious.
This Heavenly General Fulong had clearly tampered with the formation.
The moment it was activated, he was bound to suffer a loss.
Once the formation flags broke, Fulong could wash his hands of the matter.
In truth, he had wronged