"Lad, what are you ranting about?"
"I, your teacher, seized the essence of heaven and earth, refined yin and yang into pure energy, and painstakingly cultivated for dozens of years, finally unlocking my spiritual wisdom. Of course I'm not just an ordinary Iron Wing Goose."
Within the multicolored light, Goose Immortal flapped its wings, stirring up a wild wind and fervently speaking.
Ye Hanjun had already stopped taking it seriously, glancing at the Goose sidelong, curious to see how long its act would last.
"Whoosh~~~"
The Blood Covenant ritual was successfully completed, so there was no need for the formation to keep running.
Those intricate and mysterious patterns seemed to be wiped away by an invisible hand, their light dimming, structure falling apart, no longer possessing their original miraculous nature.
This kind of formation—it normally only works once and can't be reused.
"It's out, it's finally over!"
