In the past, they could have gone up to the Ten Thousand Zhang Peak to ask, but now, no matter how well Wen Jingge pretends, her fellow disciples already know that she lost her memory after leaving the Burning Heaven Sect.
There was no way of knowing who the person who had secluded themselves with her on Ten Thousand Zhang Peak to study formations was.
"Is it another formation set up by two people?" Huo Yongfei asked him.
Song Huan opened his mouth in surprise, “One. The formation is too complicated, and I cannot recreate it with my abilities. I guess the starting force should be very gentle. Senior Sister is somewhat familiar with formations. If she were to start the formation, it would definitely be fierce and deadly. This person is definitely not Senior Sister Wen.”
"Is this what you call gentle?" Shan Hongxing was unfamiliar with formations, but he knew that such a method of splitting mountains and filling seas was simply terrifying.
"The downward momentum suddenly shifted from gentle to abrupt, somewhat hastily, and the ending was rushed. It must have been interrupted by something that caused this terrifying killing formation within the array!"
"I don't understand," Shan Hongxing interrupted him. "To put it simply, can your formation achieve this level of accuracy?"
"Yes." Song Huan gritted his teeth. "I'm not in good health. I'll have to lie in bed for ten days to half a month after this."
Bai Teng first wandered around the neighborhood, then ordered several female disciples to move the roasted meat over, his expression solemn: "This also has the aura of a talisman cultivator. I never imagined that our Xuan Yun Sect would produce someone who cultivates both magic and talismans, and can even combine the two."
"I confess, there is not a trace of my medicine cultivation here."
“The aura of a sword cultivator…” Shan Hongxing subconsciously followed.
"Huh?" Everyone looked at him.
"It's true, I found one."
Everyone: ...
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