Duan De's corpulent body swayed, disdain written all over his face.
"Barbaric savages! You're not worthy of making this Daoist lift a finger!"
For all his bluster, he truly did not dare damage the Source Arts seals here. What if he ruined the terrain and released these primordial creatures?
Every one of them had been a king in the primordial age. Their eyes held nothing but primal slaughter; they certainly would not listen to reason.
Luo Yan was formidable, of course, but Duan De was not Luo Yan.
The gazes of the primordial creatures beneath the layers of Source grew even colder and more venomous. Without the Source Arts seals, they would probably have already charged out to kill them.
Duan De followed Luo Yan along the straight, narrow path.
"Besides the methods of a Source Arts master, there's actually another formation here!" Duan De exclaimed. Golden divine light shone from his eyes, which held a mysterious resonance of the Dao. It was an exceedingly mysterious eye technique, capable of seeing through the terrain of heaven and earth!
He had not noticed it back at the lakeside. Only after venturing deeper did he discern some of the secrets beneath the lake.
Luo Yan's divine sense spread across the lakebed, passing through layer after layer of Source and penetrating more than ten li underground. Only then did he discover an exceedingly terrifying formation inscribed beneath all the Source covering the lakebed. Those were divine markings left by Great Emperor Wushi. He had seen them before in the heart of Purple Mountain, and the Wushi Bell bore the same markings.
"The Symbiotic Spirit-Locking Grand Formation!" Duan De cried in shock.
"What kind of being is trapped on this island? It actually takes this many primordial creatures to maintain the balance! Don't tell