Within the woods, Jiang Man remained seated cross-legged.
His eyes were closed as he sensed the changes around him, gradually learning about the formation while also trying to understand Ting Fengyin's power.
This power was merely an aftershock, yet he still could not comprehend it.
He could only use the formation's power to dissolve and erase it.
But even that required considerable power. A cultivator at Primordial Spirit Perfection would need quite some time to accomplish it.
He did not know whether this was the beginning or the Wuyou Evil God's ultimate goal.
But Jiang Man felt that even an aftershock of Ting Fengyin's power should not be so simple.
Otherwise, why would she have waited until now?
He feared that more, even more terrifying power remained within.
It forced the Wuyou Evil God to seek outside help. Besides, she was probably also afraid of Ting Fengyin's power.
Once she drew his attention, there would be no escaping disaster.
The Supreme Heart Hall might also be taken back to the Immortal Gate.
But these were all Jiang Man's own guesses. No one had told him the actual situation.
Fortunately, he had already understood some applications of the formation and even had a way to escape this place.
But the time had not yet come. He needed to wait for Ji Meng and the Bai Family Ancestor to fight.
He sat there for three days, yet they still had not made their move.
Jiang Man was in no hurry, because he also needed to condense Evil God aura. The longer he had, the more advantageous it was for him.
That afternoon, while Jiang Man was gathering Evil God Power, he suddenly sensed that the arrangement he had left behind had been triggered.
He opened his eyes and let out a long