Boom!
Every man's mind exploded. They all stood up in a hurry, panicked.
"No way! That can't be possible! The formation broke?! My whole life's fortune is there!"
"Yours only?! Almost all of our money, treasure, and items are stored in that formation!"
"How could the formation break?! That makes no sense! Chu Feng, no matter how secretive he is, there's no way he could break that formation that was personally created using an Ancient Dragon Body, a Martial Emperor corpse, and nine hundred supreme talismans made from primitive elves' skin! Even a Martial Venerable couldn't break through this!"
Bang!
"Shut up!"
The prime minister punched the table, breaking it into pieces. His deeply furrowed eyes scanned every person. "We need to discuss how to deal with this problem. Panicking won't help." His expression was calm.
"But—"
