Mo Huasong gave them a sidelong glance and said, "Haven't you all realized this? It's a formation. If so many of you can't break it, those who come after with less numbers definitely won't be able to."
The cultivators lowered their heads, Mo Batian was right. Despite their fierce attacks, they couldn't break through.
So, they might as well leave it be.
After they had left, Mo Huasong moved to the front.
While the cultivators attacked the room, Mo Huasong had been secretly studying the formation.
Now he knew how to get in, so he stepped to the front of the formation, moving his feet slightly and gesticulating with his hands.
In just a moment, Mo Huasong had dismantled the formation.
Upon entering, Mo Huasong's eyes lit up again.
The room didn't contain any Spirit Stones, but a lot of Elixirs, among which was the Infant Pill.
Additionally, there was a Light Son Sword, a magical treasure. This surprised Mo Huasong.
