Xie An was also helpless.
All these years, he had been looking for that group of people to reason with. In the end, the more he argued, the more he would suffer. He would always be surrounded and beaten up, and he would even be labeled as the remnants of the Daylight Sect.
Now, they had chased him all the way here and caused a commotion.
"What did the Ancestor say?"
"The Ancestor is missing!" Xie An shook his head.
"Then you just watch the people outside fiddle with the formation?"
"But the method of controlling the formation is in the hands of the Ancestor. Even if I want to use the formation to counterattack, I don't know where to start!" Xie An said with his eyes drooping.
Xie Xuan was speechless.
He walked to the edge of the great formation and stared outside.
The old man at the front had already broken through the illusion formation outside and was shuttling through the killing formation.
