"The Mist King's greatest strength is his mist. He can split into countless manifestations and use the Fog Escape Technique, and he also has terrifying poison gas."
"His poison gas isn't something we can easily withstand right now, but leave that to Fellow Daoist Ye and me. Our true immortal bodies should let us hold out against it longer."
"But we still need to be careful. This fellow's true divine abilities may be even more formidable. We also can't let our battle cause too much of a disturbance and draw in all the plant demons nearby. That would make him even harder to deal with."
"We can also set up formations to deal with him, but his Fog Escape Technique is truly formidable. Back then, he chased me down with it and put me through hell. That may be his most powerful ability."
Hei Lin told Ye Han and the two fairies everything he knew about the Mist King's traits and the precautions they needed to take, and offered some of his own ideas for dealing with him...
Ye Han and the two fairies joined in, offering their opinions and asking about specific details as they discussed how to set up formations to deal with that damned Mist King...
More than two hours later...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Ye Han sped silently through a stretch of cliffs. With a turn of his palm, a formation compass flew out, and he examined the bearings marked on it...
"This is the place!"
Muttering to himself, Ye Han slapped his Storage Bag, and the 108 Formation Beads flew out. As he formed hand seals and chanted, streams of spell power and spirit light poured into the Formation Beads...
Hum, hum, hum, hum...
Spirit-Light Runes surged from the Formation Beads. As the runes rippled