Rong Zi ignored them, brushed the snow off her body, walked a little further away, and began to study how to set up the formation.
Looking at the array diagram in her hand, she frowned and clicked her tongue.
"This formation... is a bit difficult."
The formation diagram was drawn for her by Jun Moyao.
Although Rong Zi has some knowledge of formations, she is still unable to develop a formation of the same level as the Time-Space Travel Formation on her own.
Even with the array diagram, she might not be able to successfully set up the array on her first try.
However, although this formation looked really difficult, for some reason, Rong Zi felt a strange sense of familiarity with it.
She wrote down the contents of the formation diagram and began preparing the materials needed to set up the formation.
Jun Moyao sat cross-legged on Rong Zi's head, his small hands casually brushing away the snowflakes falling on her hair, quietly watching her set up the formation.
He wasn't worried at all about whether Rong Zi could successfully set up the formation.
This formation might be impossible for others to set up.
But Rong Zi...
It will definitely work!
However, what happens next...
"Oops, this is wrong, let's try again!"
Rong Zi's formation started to malfunction shortly after it was set up.
After starting over, not long after, someone said, "I made a mistake in the steps here, oh dear, let's start over."
After some time.
"Wrong again, let's try again..."
One day later.
"Let's try again..."
Three days later.
"Start over..."
Jun Moyao, who had been silently watching from the sidelines, was speechless.
She was overestimated...
On the ninth day, as Rong Zi completed the last step of the formation, a tremendous tremor shook the earth, and the air above the formation vibrated violently, as if the entire space itself had become distorted.
Rong Zi slapped his thigh.
"It's done!"
...
Rong Zi took a deep breath in front of the formation and said to Jun Moyao, who was sitting on her shoulders, "Are you ready? We're about to set off."
Jun Moyao swung his legs and replied, "As long as you're prepared, the death energy in the Realm of Death won't affect me."
Upon hearing this, Rong Zi turned and glanced at him.
"Why should I?"
Isn't it said that even those with immortal bones can be tainted by the death energy inside?
Jun Moyao spread his little hands, tilted his head back, and said something that sounded smug.
"Because I am special."
Rong Zi's lips twitched slightly as she squinted and looked him over. "Heh, you are quite special. With a body this small, I doubt those death energies would bother with you."
Jun Moyao: "..."
Without wasting any more words with Jun Moyao, Rong Zi hesitated for a moment before stepping into the formation with a nervous heart.
Stand still within the formation.
She held her breath and began to cast the spell to activate the array.
As Rong Zi moved, the airflow within the formation vibrated, space distorted, and the vast energy raged wildly everywhere.
A moment later, everything went black before her eyes, and her entire figure vanished from the spot.
Rong Zi felt as if she were in a boundless darkness, her body being constantly squeezed in the distorted space, and she lost consciousness without realizing it.
She was woken up by the urge to suffocate.
The feeling of suffocation overwhelmed Rong Zi. Before she could even open her eyes, she instinctively clutched her chest and gasped for breath.
"woke up?"
Jun Moyao's voice came to my ears.
Rong Zi slowly opened her eyes, looked down and followed the direction from which the sound came, and immediately saw the tiny figure standing on her chest.
Rong Zi opened her lips with difficulty, her voice hoarse, "I..."
As if knowing what she wanted to say, Jun Moyao walked with his short legs from her chest to her collarbone and asked, "Having trouble breathing?"
Rong Zi nodded, "It feels so bad..."
How can I describe this feeling?
It's like being thrown into an oxygen-deprived vacuum; no matter how hard you try to breathe, you can't get the oxygen that sustains your life into your lungs.
Jun Moyao calmly said, "It's normal. This place is full of death energy. Death energy, as the name suggests, is something that can kill people, not give them life."
"With your current mortal body, even if you possess a chaotic spiritual root that can encompass all things, you can only barely survive in this deathly aura."
Rong Zi used his hands to support himself on the ground and slowly sat up.
She felt suffocated in her chest and began to regret coming to this awful place.
Jun Moyao then stood on Rong Zi's shoulder.
He patted Rong Zi with his small hand and continued, "Don't worry, although you will feel a little uncomfortable, your cultivation will not be affected. When you see a fallen demon or a fallen immortal, you can fight freely. We came here to find opponents for you to fight."
In the entire cultivation world today, there is no one who can match Rong Zi's strength.
Experience comes from practice.
If Rong Ziruo wants to continue to grow stronger, this place is the best place for cultivation.
Besides, that person is here too...
Rong Zi lowered his head and began rummaging through the Hongmeng Ring, talking as he did so.
"I can't even catch my breath, how could I possibly fart!"
As she spoke, she pulled out a gas mask and quickly put it on her face.
The moment the gas mask was put on, Rong Zi finally felt a little less suffocated.
She specially made this thing.
Ever since Jun Moyao told Rong Zi about the aura of death, she has been thinking about how to minimize its influence on her.
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