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"It seems not too bad?"
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Shen Yi released his palm, dispersing the eerie grey-white armor.
The Great Formation around him quickly closed in, settling back into place over his heart.
He was initially reluctant to delve deeply into formation studies.
After all, most of the situations he encountered now, no one could help him buy time to calmly set up a great formation.
Learning some basic formations for emergencies would suffice; formations like this, which consumed a terrifying amount of lifespan, Shen Yi felt had a somewhat low cost-performance ratio.
But the situation was clearly different now.
This Guixu Immortal Armor Formation was engraved on the body, could be activated at any time—the previous Sect Master of Nanyang had provided the most suitable equipment for close combat.
And he had just felt the effects.
It wouldn't be weaker than Tianyan Forty-Nine, at least.
"Hu."
Shen Yi adjusted his breathing and looked at the remaining demonic lifespan.
