Jiangli clicked her tongue silently in her heart and then looked at the formation set up by Yu Misheng and the others.
They had pasted a lot of Talisman Paper around the edge of the elevator shaft and placed many candles, the Talismans were arranged with particular care.
Jiangli felt a hint of familiarity above, this seemed like a pulling formation.
However, it didn't quite look the same as the pulling formation in her memory.
Jiangli didn't say a word.
After Yu Misheng finished pasting the Talismans, he formed seals with his hands, using his index fingers to hook slightly, and the candles before him immediately ignited.
Right after, those Talismans also lit up, as if there was an invisible force pulling at the elevator cab.
Before anyone could react, they heard a creaking noise, as though something was falling down.
The group looked up and saw the cab being tugged downward by a beam of red light, inching its way back down.
More than that...
