Trying to Steal a Chicken Only to Lose the Rice

A fall into a pit, a gain in wit.

The previous sudden severing of the Calamity Qi had made Shen Yun thoroughly learn his lesson.

This time, he was going to cast a long line to hook a big fish.

"Grand Formation of the Stars, rise!"

He was single-minded, the power of his Primordial Spirit surging into motion, his vast Divine Sense moving with the momentum.

In the snap of a finger, runes emerged in the void, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, profound beyond words. In an instant, they condensed into nine times nine, eighty-one Formation Diagrams, arrayed across the stars.

Crash—

The Calamity Qi poured down like the Celestial River, carrying the force to destroy all things, yet the instant it touched the grand formation, it was like fish swimming into a net, locked firmly within an inch-wide space.

Shen Yun cleverly applied the tribulation-transforming method from the Sea of Blood Tribulation God Technique and combined it with the Grand Formation of the Stars, and sure enough, it produced a miraculous effect.

"Next, we just wait for the big fish to bite."

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly. He strolled to the tea table and brushed his robes as he took a seat.

Shen Qingruo understood at once. Her fair hands brewed the tea, the stove fire just turning red, and in only a few moments, she offered up a cup of Immortal Tea with a faint, lingering fragrance.

He took a light sip, and fragrance lingered between his lips and teeth.

Beneath this sea of tribulation filling the sky, the two sat facing each other at leisure, smiling and speaking softly, idly watching the flowers in the courtyard bloom and fall.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Li Wuhen's face had gone pale, cold sweat covering