Xu Qingtong racked his brains for five days and came up with a way to break the formation using another formation, but he needed to find its weakest point.
"Xiao Bai, come out and give me a hand!" Xu Qingtong thought of Xiao Bai, whose ability to sense space far surpassed his own, and called him out.
After emerging, Xiao Bai looked around and could not help frowning. "Master, what is this place? Why does it feel so strange?"
"This is the Demon Realm!"
"Huh? Why did you bring me to the Demon Realm?" Xiao Bai was startled.
"Enough nonsense! Hurry up and find the weakest point in this formation!" Xu Qingtong interrupted Xiao Bai impatiently.
Xiao Bai scratched his head, not daring to prattle on, and began examining the formation before him.
About a quarter of an hour later, Xiao Bai returned to Xu Qingtong's side and asked, "Master, do you want to break this formation, or enter it?"
Xu Qingtong gave Xiao Bai a puzzled look. "Enter it, of course. But how can I get in without breaking it?"
Xiao Bai gave Xu Qingtong a disdainful look. "Who told you that you have to break a formation to enter it?"
With that, he walked to one corner of the formation, reached out and pulled it aside, then slipped through with a swish.
Xu Qingtong stared at Xiao Bai inside the formation, his expression turning odd. "Xiao Bai, how did you do that?"
He called several times, but Xiao Bai did not reply. He tried communicating with Xiao Bai through Divine Thought, only to discover that he could no longer establish contact.
It suddenly struck Xu Qingtong that the formation must have blocked sound and Divine Thought. He hurriedly beckoned to Xiao Bai, signaling for him to come out.