"May I ask how this young friend is addressed?"
"This junior is Jianyi Mingxian, a disciple of the Great Wei Jianyi family," Jianyi Mingxian cupped his fists and replied.
"Daoist Jianyi's formations are profound. Even this Xiang did not react in the instant the yellow fog spewed out and realize it was an illusion formation. Could it be that Daoist has encountered such formations before?"
"I once saw something similar in an ancient text."
The Xiang-surnamed cultivator nodded, swept his gaze around, and said, "Are there any other Daoists who know formations? We can join hands to break the formation together. If we cannot break it, then we can only return empty-handed today."
Everyone frowned.
Jianyi Mingxian looked toward a person beside the Cao family elder and said, "From what I observe, this Daoist seems to know formations, but I do not know why he is hiding it."
The others all looked over.
