"Do you really think an Eight Extremes Formation can trap me, old man? You think too highly of yourself!"
With that, he waved his sleeve, and a gust of wind suddenly rose,
"Whoosh..."
Instantly transforming into a massive, powerful current, it circled around Liu Yan and Kuang Fuzong a few times before turning into a gigantic wind dragon, which began to rampage within the array,
"Roar! Roar! Roar..."
The wind dragon charged left and right within the array but could not escape, and Fan Sui's voice sounded again,
"Master, this array isn't the one you taught me, but rather one I've modified from an ancient formation. Though my aptitude in cultivation is dull, I have some insights in the art of arrays. As for this formation... please advise me, Master..."
"Hmph!"
Kuang Fuzong snorted in response,
"An ancient array... Let me see what kind of ancient array this is!"
