Amid the boundless blood-red ocean, a mighty formation stood towering, spanning dozens of miles.
Its eight thousand one hundred blood-red stone pillars were identical to those of the previous two Nine-Nine Soul-Devouring Formations. A rust-covered Ancient Sword likewise floated at its center, emanating a heart-stopping primordial desolation aura.
"So the Soul-Devouring Formation was hidden here. No wonder we couldn't detect it!"
Qiongsongzi's pupils contracted slightly, his face filled with chagrin.
As a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, entering the earth-vein fire pool posed little difficulty for him. But who would burrow into a place like this for no reason?
Probing with Divine Sense was even more out of the question. Before Lin Mo arrived, he had always believed that some upheaval of heaven and earth, similar to those in the Primordial Era, had brought the Divine Firmament Sect's legacy to its end. He had known nothing of the Nine-Nine Soul-Devouring Formation's existence.
Truly, the darkest place was right beneath the lamp!
Hum...
As Lin Mo appeared, the Ancient Sword floating at the formation's center began trembling rapidly.
Streams of starlight blossomed from the Ancient Sword's surface, continuously flowing into the formation below.
Rumble!
Amid successive thunderous crashes, the thick stone pillars serving as Formation Bases began cracking inch by inch. Ultimately, they shattered into fragments, reduced entirely to rubble.
The Ancient Sword let out a piercing whistle in midair, then streaked through the air and slowly came to a halt outside the White Sun Tower!
"This... the Ancient Sword acknowledged a master on its own?"
Qiongsongzi froze, then exclaimed in astonishment, "No wonder you were confident you could break this formation, young friend Lin. So you have a destined connection with the Ancient Sword..."
As he spoke, he abruptly turned toward Lin Mo, his eyes lighting up. "Could it be... you