Although she had already finished studying the ancient book on formations, she had only comprehended it and had not had the opportunity to put it into practice. If she wanted to find the correct path to break this formation, she was afraid that it would take a lot of time.
"I have an idea." As Yi Qing spoke, he sat down cross-legged and placed the soul fixation plate in the middle. He cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the needle of the soul fixation plate. Then, he began to chant.
Following her clear and somewhat childish incantation, a red halo appeared on the soul fixation plate, and the surrounding air began to fluctuate.
A series of rustling sounds came from the forest. Centipedes, spiders, scorpions, and unknown poisonous insects crawled over in a long line, regardless of the colorful mutated species.
