Xu Fan waited like this for a whole day, and even played chess with Pu Tao out of boredom during the time.
As it turned out, when your calculation power reached a certain level, playing chess became meaningless because every move would be seen through.
Just as Xu Fan felt his patience was about to run out, the escaping light finally appeared.
Looking at the cultivator's eyes and his ragged dress, Xu Fan couldn't help but sigh: "You're truly better at putting up an act than a plastic bag."
Xu Fan watched as the cultivator stepped into the big formation he had laid out, with a smile at the corner of his mouth.
"I wonder if I can kill you."
As soon as these words were spoken, the cultivator, who was already in the center of the big formation, suddenly felt a surge of murderous intent.
"I don't know which fellow is here, please come out and show yourself." The disguised cultivator wasn't flustered and even showed a surprised expression on his face.
