"So we still don't know whether Huo Lian actually came?" Pang Ji asked.
"We can't be certain, but judging by their reactions, if Huo Lian is here, he should be coming over soon," Mo Pozheng said. "I never expected Leng Guhan to be so powerful. Feng He is no match for him."
"I don't think it's that Leng Guhan is powerful. That Feng He is simply useless. An old thing from ten thousand years ago, and he's this disgraceful," Pang Yi said with a sneer.
Inside the formation, they had heard the conversation outside and, seeing Feng He and Leng Guhan's condition, naturally understood what had happened.
They did not know how Feng He had come to blows with Leng Guhan, but the outcome seemed to be that Feng He was no match for him.
Feng He was an old ghost from ten thousand years ago, yet he was no match for Leng Guhan. However they looked at it, this was far too astonishing.
"Living longer doesn't necessarily make you stronger," Pang Ji said with a sigh.
"These people want to break the formation? Mo Pozheng, what do you think?" Pang Yi asked Mo Pozheng.
"I still have faith in this formation," Mo Pozheng said.
"Good, then. Let's see what they plan to do next," Pang Yi said.
None of them said anything more. They could afford to spend this little bit of time.
"We should focus our efforts on the matter at hand," Xuan Tu said outside the formation.
"Then let's break the formation. Working together, we can at least shorten the time it takes," Zuo Qiu Shu said.
"Senior Xuanyuan, what do you think?" Wu Xuancang asked, looking at Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly.
Xuanyuan Jade Butterfly's opinion still carried considerable weight.
"It makes no difference to me," Xuanyuan Jade