Snow was everywhere in the air…

When Xue Xuanle looked at Ou Yangming's calm and leisurely smile, her worry seemed to have been blown away by a breeze. She somehow felt at ease, and the flustered look on her face faded away.

At this moment, a visible ripple appeared inside the formation. It looked as though a stone was thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples to be formed one after another. All of the runes nodes in the formation lit up, and they released white threads as many as cow hair. They quickly spread in all directions like thin yet closely packed silk, and they interlaced to form a net that enveloped the formation. Xue Haiya and the 2 other Spiritualists were stunned when they saw this, but they were soon delighted because they knew this meant that someone had entered the formation.

Needless to say, they could not have seen this if Ou Yangming had not displayed the white threads and rune nodes in the formation to them.

Ou Yangming watched how they reacted and chuckled. Following that, a Qi force as sharp as a blade spread. As he focused, his purely white clothes fluttered in the absence of wind, and he looked like he could work out a successful plan with his wisdom.

At this moment, even the sunlight from the sky was masked by his dazzling light as he noted with composure, "They've entered the Illusion Formation."

Xue Xuanle's beautiful eyes gleamed. She stared at Ou Yangming and was deeply moved. 'Who exactly is he?'

On the other side, the men from the Teng family felt that their visions became blurry and their heads became heavy. The wind whistled and buzzed around them. By the time they opened their eyes again, the world in front of them had changed completely. The undulating mountains disappeared, the cold sunlight was gone, and the whole world that was wrapped in white could no longer be seen. Instead, everything was replaced with boundless mists—no, seas of mist. The men could not see further than 3 meters, and the mists seemed to have the effect of cutting off their mental powers. When more mists surged toward them from far to near, they seemed to be piling up into a higher and heavier pile. It felt like an avalanche was happening at this time, where mists rose and fell while they surged.

Teng Tian's face changed, and his heart thudded.

He furrowed his eyebrows and asked in a hurry, "Is this… Is this an Illusion Formation? When did we enter one?"

Seeing as the situation was off, he reacted swiftly by cupping his hands at the sky. "I'm Teng Tian from Donglin City's Teng family. Please forgive me for entering your formation by accident, senior. I hope that you'll show me a way out, and I assure you that the Teng family will reward you well after this." He brought up the Teng family instead of using his name, which was evident that he was borrowing the Teng family's name. Nonetheless, the man spoke obscurely as he tried to be tough and soft at the same time.

The 3 green-clothed men behind Teng Tian were frightened at first, but then slowly calmed down after they heard what he said as if they found their backbone.

One of them adjusted his cap and took half a step inside.

"Don't move!" Teng Tian was anxious! Even so, he was too late because the green-clothed man immediately became blurry in the mists and eventually vanished. In fact, his original spot was filled with dense mists at the moment.

Teng Tian dared not breathe heavily at all. He stated with a face as dark as still water, "Hold on to each other and don't get lost. Judging from this Illusion Formation, it's probably from the few top-notch holy grounds in Zhangzhou. I hope that this senior doesn't mean ill, or we'll be in danger today." It was worth noting that the spiritual Qi inside his dantian was quickly dispersing at an unbelievable speed, which was twice as fast as when he was in the outside world. It would be fine if that was all, but he was appalled because he could not absorb the spiritual Qi inside the formation.

Even Xue Haiya, who was inside the Illusion Formation as well, turned pale when he realized this. He stole a glance at Ou Yangming.

From his line of sight, he and the others from the Xue family were not actually separated from the 4 men; they were only blocked by a rune node.

He sighed and thought, 'Given that he has such a profound cultivation base in formations, he's probably a core disciple from one of the few disciples, right?'

Nothing inside the formation could escape from Ou Yangming's eyes. He sneered and turned around to ask, "Senior Xue, what should I do now? They…"

Xue Haiya was filled with strong killing intent. He asked with bright eyes, "Brother Tianrui, can this formation kill them?" After seeing how potential Ou Yangming was, he decided to change how he addressed the young fellow regardless of his seniority.

Ou Yangming frowned and answered, "I can, but…" Before he finished, he turned to look at the men that were trapped inside the formation. It seemed like he could not bear to kill them.

'He must have just started his adventure since he's soft-hearted,' Xue Haiya thought.

Nevertheless, he sighed with a painful look on his face. "The people from the Teng family do all kinds of evil and commit innumerable crimes, so they deserve to be killed! Brother Tianrui, you mustn't be fooled by their appearances." He paused for a while before he continued, "If you let them go, we might be killed if they catch up to us."

"Uhm… Fine. Since they do all sorts of evil, they brought this upon themselves." Ou Yangming gritted his teeth and made his decision in front of the 3 people from the Xue family.

He lifted his hand and pointed at a certain spot in the sky with his right index finger, then all of the rune nodes in the formation shone brightly.

Following his move, breezes were stirred up amidst the sea of mists.

All of the mists surged and made sounds that sounded like muffled thunders. The winds that were stirred up grew bigger and stronger, so much so that they became as sharp as blades.

Teng Tian, who was thinking about how he could break out of the formation, was suffering in pain as his skin was being cut. Faint bloodstains even appeared.

He tensed up and gasped as he screamed, "What… What Illusion Formation is this? Why does it have the effect of a Killing Formation too?" As far as he knew, Illusion Formations could only be used to trap enemies. This was his first time encountering one that had such a notable offensive power.

The 2 remaining green-clothed men were even more afraid. They were only Rudimentary Spiritualists, so they had never seen anything like this.

"Wind—rise!" A voice was heard coming out of nowhere.

Subsequently, not only did strong winds blow amidst the seas of mist, but the mists at the horizon also spiraled up. They looked like 9 dragons drawing water into the sky, and they quickly spun layer after layer. Afterward, a strong suction force burst out and kept sucking the universe's spiritual Qi. It elongated with the wind and caused havoc wherever it went, by which every life was eliminated. A visible ripple appeared in the space, and it looked like the kind that appeared when a carp swam in a river. It moved faster such that all of the mists kept collapsing and being compressed inside the storm. Before long, the storm's suction force increased and entered a virtuous cycle.

Countless wind blades were released from the storm. They were indescribably sharp as if they could slice the space.

The wind blades emitted green lights as they shook, and they transformed into tightly packed flying swords that kept circling the storm like a long dragon.

"Strangle!" Ou Yangming's voice was filled with cold intent. At this point, he was the ruler of this world.

Piercing sounds were heard inside the formation, and they became the only sounds amid the seas of mist as they suppressed the 4 men from the Teng family.

Ever since Ou Yangming devoured Qiu Chengwang's memories, his understanding of formation boards had reached an unbelievable stage. After all, formations were the Venerable One's ultimate tricks. Moreover, even the offensive skill that was attached to this Illusion Formation was similar to that of the Venerable One.

Around the storm, the flying swords that were transformed from mists were extremely thin. They blotted out the sky and were so fast that they were close to the 4 men in a flash.

Half of Teng Yu's spiritual Qi was already depleted. He pressed his cap down while his hair became messy, which made him look like he was in a terrible state. The man panted heavily.

"Big Brother Teng Tian, where are you?" Teng Yu yelled while he looked at the storm that was constantly being gathered.

Without warning, plenty of flying swords flew past the seas of mists like shooting stars with tails. The sword tide was similar to rain, and it was simply unavoidable.

Teng Yu was horrified, and he was even more in despair.

His mind crumbled, and it looked like blood was about to flow out from his eyes as he roared, "How dare you kill people from the Teng family? Even if you're a formation master, you'll surely die!" The man's voice sounded like the most wicked curse, and it echoed along with an incredibly shrill shriek.

Once Teng Yu's voice died away, the luster in his eyes disappeared as he was no longer alive.

"Bam!" He collapsed in the formation and widened his eyes because he died with a remaining grievance.

When Teng Tian heard the shriek, he felt like they would all be gotten rid of after they had served their purpose. A fleeting ruthless look was seen on his face, and he gritted his teeth. The man knew since the formation master had made a move, he would not stop until all of them were killed.

A sound was suddenly heard coming from Teng Tian's interspatial bag as he retrieved a red pill. A rich bloody smell spread in all directions with him as the center.

Teng Tian made up his mind to swallow the red pill. Magnanimous spiritual Qi burst out from the pill at once, then his black clothes rustled while his muscles bulged like horned dragons. Forceful coercion that was close to that of an Advanced Spiritualist spread and rumbled. Concurrently, it blasted at the approaching sword rain with a majestic momentum as though a furious dragon was stirring up water from a river.

"Hmph, you're courting death!" Ou Yangming scoffed coldly.

As he pressed ruthlessly at the void with his right hand, all of the flying swords in the sky roared. The sword tide was similar to rain as countless flying swords connected and formed a silver arc that struck Teng Tian.

"Disperse!" A muffled sound was heard coming from Teng Tian's body. As he was moving too fast, the air around him was squeezed out and exploded.

1 sword, 2 swords, 3 swords…

Numerous flying swords shattered but since the sword tide was similar to rain, the flying swords were simply endless. After 15 minutes, Teng Tian had consumed all of his spiritual Qi and became exhausted. He was stabbed like a beehive and eventually died. As for the 2 other men from the Teng family, they had long been killed by the sword rain too.

Xue Xuanle was stupefied. She breathed heavily, causing a stunning outline of her breasts to be seen due to her fitting clothes.

She wondered, 'That powerhouse that was approaching an Advanced Spiritualist without a limit die just like that? How exactly remarkable is this fella's cultivation base in formations?' The unbounded flying swords and the sudden attack had been deeply imprinted in her mind.

Ou Yangming was not aware of Xue Xuanli's complicated thoughts. When he flapped his sleeves, the formation dispersed and revealed a white world.

Xue Haiya was in a trance too. He inhaled some cold air deeply.

Once Ou Yangming kept his formation boards, he uttered softly, "Let's go!"