"Nu Xin, you really came!"
As soon as the four of us landed, a deep and loud sound came from the air, making my head spin.
I barely managed to stay awake and carefully discern the voice. The deep, hoarse voice sounded somewhat familiar to me. If I remembered correctly, it was Zhuque's voice.
"Suzaku, is that you?" I shouted into the air.
My feud with the Four Heavenly Spirits perfectly illustrates the saying, "A man in the martial world is not his own master." The Four Heavenly Spirits and I were originally on the same side, but after Di Jun's death, I also fell into Liu Lieyu's control. In order to completely dominate the Heavenly Court, Liu Lieyu led the demon gods to massacre and attack the gods and humans. Although I was unwilling, in the eyes of outsiders, I was the sharpest knife in the hands of Liu Lieyu, the Eastern Emperor.
"It's rare that Emperor Xin actually remembers someone like me."
"Suzaku, I'd like to talk to you. Can we meet outside?"
"Talk? What's there to talk about? You killed the White Tiger, do you think we'll let you off the hook?" The voice in the air suddenly became shrill.
"It wasn't me." Before I could even finish my explanation, my foot slipped, and I was plunged into darkness.
Where am I? I stood up and looked around. Fortunately, thanks to my experience with the abyss, although it was dark, I could still see clearly. But where is You? Where is Feng Su? Where is the Flower Goddess? There was no one around me.
"You! Feng Su!" I shouted, "Where are you?"
The only response I received was the howling wind.
I stopped shouting and took out the Phoenix Flute from my waist. It seems that we have all been separated by this formation. We were really careless.
"Zhuque, come out!" I don't know if Zhuque can hear me. Regardless of whether he can hear me or not, it's true that Zhuque doesn't want to pay attention to me, because I've been calling for so long without any response.
I sighed. It seemed that if I wanted to talk, I would have to resort to force. I twirled the Phoenix Flute in my hand. So, the power to speak is indeed earned through fighting?
However, this formation was really strange. I looked around with the flute, but all around me was darkness. In this dark space, there was nothing but the howling wind.
I deliberately tapped and knocked, thinking that at least some monsters or traps would attack me.
But... I've tried so hard, I feel like I've been trapped in this formation for almost half a day, and there's not a single sign of an attack on me???
So what the hell is this formation? Is it just to trap me here? To let me die of boredom?
I sat down cross-legged, completely bewildered.
Oh my god! I scratched my head, but there's still no movement. I wonder if they're experiencing the same thing as me?
"Suzaku! Suzaku!" I couldn't help but shout again, but as expected, no one paid any attention to me; the only response was the sound of the wind.
What the hell is this formation? I looked left and right but couldn't find the key point. If only You and Feng Su were here, they would both be masters of formations. I'm the only one who knows nothing about formations. I suddenly thought of Liu Lieyu. Liu Lieyu seems to be proficient in formations as well. In the past, I was always the one charging into battle while Liu Lieyu arranged the formations in the rear.
Why do all the experts use formations, while I just try to fight head-on?
I searched through the original owner's memories, but as expected, there was no way to break this inexplicable formation. My own knowledge was even more lacking. It seems that I can only stay here obediently and wait for Feng Su or You to break the formation first.
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