On Fangmu Island, dazzling white light shot up into the sky, and in the void, chaotic currents surged faintly.
Lin Xianzhi and his group all emerged from their seclusion, looking towards the center of the Formation, only to see Lin Houshou at that moment with blood-red eyes full of bloodlust, holding an Array Plate in his hand, probing the surroundings.
As he watched, he continued to cast Spirit Arts.
On various parts of the Transmission Formation, one Spirit Pattern after another resonated with his actions!
As the final Spirit Art was cast, imprinting on a corner of the Transmission Formation, the white light completely vanished, and the oppressive feeling from the spatial fluctuations also disappeared without a trace.
The true form of the Transmission Formation was revealed, and although it was not as naturally integrated as the one in the Qingyun Mountain Range, it was close!
