An almost transparent membrane of light, a hundred thousand zhang across, enveloped the entire hilltop, enclosing the demonic body and all five of them.
He Pingsheng tested it but could not budge it.
He returned with Wen Buwan to where the others stood!
"Open..." Ji Wuxin shouted, then waved his hand and brought out a large golden umbrella. It opened in an instant, forming a barrier roughly ten zhang across that enclosed everyone.
"What happened?" Once everything was ready, Ji Wuxin looked at He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng shook his head. "I don't know... this formation probably only activated after we arrived!"
"My preliminary judgment is that it's an entrapment formation!"
"What?" Huang Youshi said. "An entrapment formation?"
"Then why don't we all attack together and see if we can break it?"
No one responded to his suggestion.
Ji Wuxin gazed outside, full of worry. "When we came in, my master took away all our offensive talismans and Immortal Artifacts. Looking at it now, that was a huge mistake. Without those things, I'm afraid we won't be able to break this third-grade entrapment formation, will we?"
A cold sneer appeared at the corner of He Pingsheng's mouth. "Third-grade?"
"You're getting ahead of yourself!"
"Why don't you go try it yourself, Fellow Daoist Ji?"
Ji Wuxin raised his eyebrows. "It's not third-grade? Then what grade could it be?"
He Pingsheng said nothing.
Ji Wuxin walked out of the golden barrier alone, then flew toward one corner of the enormous membrane of light.
A dozen or so breaths later, he returned, his face ashen.
"Senior Brother Ji, how was it?" Immortal Maiden Ping Yue asked Ji Wuxin.
Ji Wuxin said with a dark face, "Damn it... this is a fourth-grade entrapment formation. We can forget about getting out for the rest of our