The little wooden cabin stood directly beneath the watchtower, offering a clear view of the situation outside the formation.
Liu Yu looked out and saw Magical Artifacts gleaming with multicolored spiritual light in the night sky, illuminating the area as brightly as day. He noticed that a dozen or so were particularly extraordinary, their radiance far more dazzling than the rest. They were likely Top-grade Magical Artifacts of the finest quality.
These Magical Artifacts bombarded the formation one after another, wearing down its spiritual light and shaking the foundations of the Blackwater Extreme Wind Formation.
Ten-foot-long fire serpents, clusters of slender ice needles, and enormous green wind blades also struck the formation in succession, raising faint ripples before dissolving into motes of light that scattered through the air.
Liu Yu's gaze sharpened. Though alarmed, he remained composed, reaching into his Storage Bag to retrieve the token that controlled the formation.
Yan Hongyu had given him this token beforehand. It allowed him limited control over the formation, but its authority was lower than that of the token in her possession, and it could not open the formation.
His hands rapidly formed several Hand Seals, sending successive streaks of light into the token. A thick pillar of white light shot from it and connected to the formation.
Following the method Yan Hongyu had explained, Liu Yu operated the formation with intense concentration. He spared only a small portion of his attention for his surroundings, using the token to stabilize the Blackwater Extreme Wind Formation as best he could.
After roughly three or four breaths, the formation gradually steadied, its trembling easing somewhat. Yet beneath the Enemy Cultivators' relentless waves of fierce attacks, the situation continued to turn against them.
Before Liu Yu could breathe a sigh of relief, he changed his Hand