The Designer

Under the combined efforts of a host of top-tier Formation Masters, the super-large formation that had already revealed its true form above Lanwu Gorge was soon "carved apart like an ox under Pao Ding's knife."

"This formation... the more we study it, the more sinister it seems."

Inside a large, temporarily constructed house, Yin Xing, who had just been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly spoke.

Jiang Beiran, who was laying out Talismans nearby, turned back and asked, "Elder Yin, what do you mean by that?"

Over the past few days, Yin Xing had practically thrown himself body and soul into this unknown super-large formation. He had even set aside the matter of exactly how Jiang Beiran had broken his Douyue Formation and had not brought it up.

Hearing Jiang Beiran's question, Yin Xing stood and came to the table, fiddling with the Talismans as he said, "This grand formation was definitely not made to defend, but likewise, it was not made to attack."

"Then it is...?" Jiang Beiran lifted his eyes and asked.

"Master Jiang, there is no need to conceal strength in front of this old man, is there? With the formation deciphered to this extent, if Master Jiang still cannot see what this formation is for, then you could never have broken my Douyue Formation."

Since Yin Xing had already spoken to this point, Jiang Beiran had no way to keep pretending to be clueless. Just as he was about to answer, he suddenly seemed to think of something and asked, "Why don't we each write one character on our hands?"

"Hahaha." After hearing this, Yin Xing laughed twice and nodded. "Master Jiang truly still has a youthful disposition. Fine, this old man will play along this once."

With that, Yin Xing drew a brush from his