Lin Yan stood six hundred miles away.
The heavenly eye on his forehead flickered with light as he looked forward, showing a cold and stern expression.
Sixty thousand elite troops were unable to form a military formation, each group scattered, placed within a formation, confused and dazed.
Two Human Martial Saints dangled mid-air, Old God's Magical Objects penetrated their bodies, breaking the Leakless True Body.
Lin Yan's gaze slightly condensed, he raised his right palm, releasing the Little White Ape.
"What is this formation?"
Lin Yan slightly frowned.
Since becoming a Saint Master, he had the qualification to peruse all ancient texts from South Mountain Sacred Land, the Holy Alliance, and the Upper Heaven Ancestor Realm.
But his heart was focused on cultivation, slaughtering all the way, seldom having time to calm down and read through the various texts.
