It wasn't until the last three formations were left that Yi Changsheng realized that his formations were not only unable to trap Jiang Yuan, but also not even enough to delay her for a short while!
In the blink of an eye, the array he had painstakingly drawn over several hours was gone!
The formation is gone...
A sense of resentment welled up in Yi Changsheng's heart.
He cultivated for hundreds of years to achieve such a level of accomplishment, and he believed that no one in this world could rival him or be more powerful than him.
Unfortunately, this person was right in front of him.
He's better than him!
"You...you wouldn't happen to be a possessed person like me, would you?" Yi Changsheng asked tentatively, observing Jiang Yuan's expression with his eyes.
He couldn't think of any other possibility besides possession!
If it weren't for possession, how could someone so young possess such profound cultivation!
"Guess." Jiang Yuan looked at the frightened Yi Changsheng, her thin lips parted slightly, and she said coldly.
As soon as she finished speaking, she flicked her pen.
All five formations before us have been broken.
In the blink of an eye, her figure vanished silently from Yi Changsheng's sight.
In the blink of an eye, she was standing in front of Yi Changsheng, her dark eyes as cold as ice.
On the bridge.
Jiang Ningyuan tapped his well-defined fingers lightly on the steering wheel, his brow furrowing slightly as he looked at the completely congested road ahead.
As the sun set and darkness fell, he became increasingly worried about Jiang Yuan's condition.
I hope she's alright.
Just as Jiang Ningyuan was thinking, a clear and resonant male voice came from the radio, "Tomorrow is the Ghost Festival. Everyone, please remember to avoid going out at night, be careful when you go out, don't be tempted to eat offerings, don't hang wind chimes by your bed, and don't step on joss paper..."
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