"This competition will be held inside the Xuanwu Formation. Pills, weapons, and food supplies will be randomly scattered here. Anyone who can stay in the Xuanwu Formation for three days will pass this competition."

"The ranking of the competition is determined by the number of wooden cards collected. The person who collects the most wooden cards will be ranked first and can skip the next round and enter the finals directly."

"The top 100 in each match will receive rewards, which will be distributed after the last match is over..."

"Next, activate the Xuanwu formation!"

As the manager's voice fell, the huge Xuanwu formation slowly unfolded.

Lan Yue seemed to see a giant turtle rising from the ground and finally covering everyone.

However, what she was most concerned about was not the turtle-shaped Black Tortoise Formation, but the nine-story formation tower in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ever since the previous owner of the Nine-Layered Array Tower disappeared, she has automatically been bound to the Array Tower and has become its new owner.

Of course, the most crucial point is that the Nine-Layered Array Tower has also become her natal spiritual weapon and floated into the sea of ​​consciousness.

This was something that the elders of the Nanling Sect were not aware of. After all, everyone believed that Lan Yue's true natal spiritual weapon was an immortal weapon that had never appeared before.

Therefore, when Lan Yue was in the Southern Spiritual Sect, no elder asked him about his natal spiritual weapon. Even Guangji assumed that Lan Yue did not need one.

Now Lan Yue could clearly feel that the nine-layered formation tower was slowly rotating as the Xuanwu formation unfolded.

Lan Yue was feeling dizzy from the spinning, and she felt as if the heaven and earth were shaking.

At this moment, a dark golden light spot from the center of the Xuanwu formation rushed towards Lan Yue at a high speed, then crashed into her mind and disappeared into the nine-story formation tower.

The system panel in his mind moved, but he didn't feel any threat, so he retreated back into the depths of his consciousness.

Lan Yue was still unclear about what had happened. She only felt her eyes go dark and when she opened them again, she came to a black basalt pile.

Outside the Xuanwu Formation, several white-robed managers who were in charge of opening the formation looked a little strange.

The Xuanwu Formation is a formation left over from ancient times and is a heavenly-level formation.

This formation is mainly used for defense. The constantly changing basalt piles can confuse the enemy's vision, and each basalt pile can transform into a basalt phantom to repel the enemy.

However, this very powerful formation has a big flaw. It may be lacking the main materials, or it may be too old and part of it has been scrapped. It cannot be actively controlled by them and can only change randomly.

A large ancient formation like this one is likely to harm one's own people if there is no way to control it.

Therefore, the people of Beiling Holy Land did not use this formation as a mountain protection formation, but instead used it in competitions.

"Do you feel that the formation was activated for a short time this time?" Nangong Chi, the manager in white robe, frowned slightly. He always felt that this time was a little different and there were subtle differences from the previous ones.

But when it comes to what the specific difference is, he doesn't know how to describe it.

"Isn't it just activating a formation? What difference could there be? Were you so worried about your nephew who was abducted by the demons the other day that you started hallucinating?"

The other White Robe Pavilion remained noncommittal.

Nangong Ye’s disappearance a few days ago caused the entire Nangong family to be in an uproar. After hearing that he was found, the Nangong family is now surrounded like an iron barrel, and not even a fly can fly in.

Nangong Chi still shook his head, he felt that this time was different.