At first, he thought this was the formation that controlled size. Only after seeing the first Formation Eye did he realize something was wrong. Just as he was about to cleave the Formation Eye apart, he saw an exceptionally pretty girl walking toward him.
"Junior Granduncle! Did you come looking for me?"
Chu Luohen pressed his lips tightly together and said nothing.
"Junior Granduncle, are you angry again?"
The girl smiled sweetly. "All right, all right, it was my fault. I shouldn't have run off. Let's hurry back to the sect. Master must be getting anxious."
Just as the girl's delicate hand reached for Chu Luohen's arm, he thrust his sword clean through her.
No blood spilled from the girl's chest. Her expression merely seemed to freeze, then her body shattered like a broken mirror, breaking into fragments before dissolving into specks of light that vanished into the air.
The young man remained silent, but his lips tightened further.
Su Jiu would never speak to me like that.
The illusion vanished. He stood right at the Formation Eye he had been about to cleave apart. Chu Luohen's gaze grew colder as he looked at it, and his fierce sword strike almost seemed to crumble mountains and split the earth.
Sitting comfortably within the formation, Sun Dong smiled, delighted. So this was the new genius who had joined the Azure Tide Sect after his departure. Like Chu Luohen, he had a mutated spirit root and ninety-percent aptitude, but Chu Luohen's mastery of formations seemed a notch above his own.
That realization made him deeply unhappy. Moreover, this junior sect brother, a rising talent, seemed to have a slightly higher cultivation than his, which made him unhappier still.
But these formations had been inscribed by the Seventh Elder, and he had no