Inside the formation.
The moment Liu Mang entered, he seemed like a completely different person. None of the smug confidence he had outside the formation remained as he looked at Kui Ox with an ingratiating smile.
"Senior Kui Ox, is there a safer way through?"
"Or could you at least tell me what this formation is like?"
"Look, if I can't break the formation, wouldn't that make Master lose face too?"
"..."
Yet no matter what Liu Mang said, Kui Ox showed no reaction. Only when Liu Mang mentioned Tongtian did Kui Ox's calm, unruffled voice finally sound.
"There is no safe route. This formation changes with every breath. A place that was safe one second may, the next second..."
Kui Ox stopped halfway through.
"What happens the next second?" Liu Mang pressed.
"Like this."
The instant Kui Ox finished speaking, an attack appeared out of thin air before Liu Mang and slashed straight at him. Before he could react at all, he was sent flying like a ping-pong ball.
"Fuck! Again?!"
After saying that, Liu Mang curled into a ball and hugged himself tightly. Then came a rapid series of solid thuds, each blow landing squarely on flesh.
"Ow!" "Ah!" "Yah!" "Eek!" "Awooo..."
If he had not possessed a late Great Luo-stage body, he truly might not have been able to withstand it.
Ten minutes later, Liu Mang, covered in injuries, was spat out by the formation again. Before he could even regulate his breathing, Bi Xiao leaned in. "Brother Liu Mang, are you really okay?"
"I'm fine!" Liu Mang gritted his teeth, his face full of defiance. "That was only because I forgot to warm up! Again!"
Three minutes later: "That was to test the formation's strength! Again!"
"I fucking refuse to accept this! Again!"
One minute later,