Boom!
Then a black flood dragon poked its head out of the clouds and breathed a mouthful of black flames toward the small courtyard where Xu Taiping and the others were staying.
Although the Golden Qilin Formation ultimately blocked the flames, everyone below still felt their hearts tremble.
"That demon cultivator still hasn't given up?"
Xu Taiping glanced at the black flood dragon overhead, then turned to Xu Ziyan beside him.
"No." Xu Ziyan shook her head, then said, her face full of worry,
"He seems to be using that black flood dragon to probe the Golden Qilin Formation's formation nodes, as though he wants to find a way to break it."
"Can't we do something?"
Xu Taiping asked.
"Unless we know in advance which formation node they're going to attack, we can only watch. There's nothing we can do."
Xu Ziyan looked helpless.
Xu Taiping nodded at her words.
"As expected of a Demon Venerable-level demon cultivator."
He murmured.
This sort of demon cultivator was clearly harder to deal with than that brawny, simple-minded Blond Demon Cultivator from before.
"How many days until the Yunmeng Marsh Grand Formation reopens and we're teleported out?"
Xu Taiping then asked Xu Ziyan.
"Two days."
Xu Ziyan replied.
"Two days? Can this grand formation hold out for two days?"
Xu Taiping was somewhat worried.
"If they try to break through by force, the Golden Qilin Formation has nothing to fear. The concern is that the demon cultivator might find a way to unravel it."
Xu Ziyan was just as worried.
"Don't dwell on it for now. When soldiers come, we send a general; when water comes, we dam it with earth. Your most pressing task is to heal."
She then told Xu Taiping.
Xu Taiping nodded.
He did indeed need to properly replenish