Wu Gong, burning with rage, was about to step out and seek an explanation from Sect Master Yuan Qingshi and the others.
He could tolerate some unwarranted grievances, but with Yuan Shengcai continuously harassing Zhao Lingyin, he truly wanted to ask Yuan Qingshi if he could control his own clansmen and maintain the sect's rules and regulations.
Just then, he suddenly sensed a change in the ambient energy around him.
"Master, someone has set up a Formation and Prohibition nearby!" Zhao Lingyin exclaimed, her face etched with surprise and alarm.
By the time the master and disciple rushed out of the small courtyard, they discovered that an area spanning over ten li was enveloped by an intricate Formation.
Countless black and white chess pieces dotted the sky in all directions. Their energies intertwined, forming a prison that even blocked their spiritual senses, preventing them from penetrating it.
