Chen Fei's conversation with Yuyangzi of the Zhengqing Sect came to an end, and then he led Yin Lie and others to the Zhengqing Sect's sect location. However, all this was done in secrecy, with very few people knowing about it, even within the Zhengqing Sect itself.
In the blink of an eye, two days passed, and on an unnamed ancient cliff in the mysterious area behind the Zhengqing Sect, Chen Fei was sitting cross-legged there, surrounded by dazzling spiritual light pervading the air. Formation patterns interwove like butterflies, shining with brilliance, echoing each other.
"Seal!"
Just at that moment, he suddenly shouted fiercely, and a massive formation instantly appeared rapidly in the void. Purple fire, wind and thunder, and sword qi pervaded within, intertwining with a terrifying momentum that even made the cliff tremble. The lands affected by the fluctuation seemed as if they could fracture at any moment.
Rustle!
