For an ordinary Formation Arts Artist, wasting a few dozen breaths recalculating seemed to make little difference.
But for a Gifted Formation Arts Artist, it meant losing a great deal of time. On a competition ground, especially, those moments were all the more precious.
Lan Fang Ziyi looked at Yun Huanling and could not help sighing. "The child has grown up. He's finally started using his brain."
Yun Huanling's expression darkened slightly, but then, as though something had occurred to him, he laughed. "So you only noticed after breaking the False Formation Eye, Senior Brother?"
Lan Fang Ziyi made it clear that he did not wish to speak to Yun Huanling right now.
Ming Yun felt utterly cursed by bad luck. She had never expected a female cultivator to appear beside her after a quake, much less that this female cultivator would be a lunatic.
Because right now, that female cultivator was chasing her down to kill her.
The female cultivator's face was sinister, and the Arts she unleashed were vicious beyond measure, every strike aimed to kill Ming Yun.
By now, she had already destroyed two of Ming Yun's defensive Magic Treasures.
Of course, Ming Yun had tried fighting back, but she had never imagined that this small, slender female cultivator would be so terrifyingly powerful.
Thus, all she could do now was stall the female cultivator as best she could.
She needed to buy a little time and wait for her master to rescue her.
She was currently trapped inside a Fourth Tier Formation. However, unraveling a Fourth Tier Formation took time, and with this female cultivator hounding her, she had no chance to do it herself. Nor was there anyone nearby she could ask to unravel it, leaving them locked in this stalemate.
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