The bone-chilling cold appeared almost simultaneously on both of them.
"Did you feel it?"
The old Taoist and Han Yu spoke in unison, and then their expressions changed dramatically.
They both looked up!
A powerful oppressive force was sweeping towards them.
The ominous clouds in the sky suddenly cleared, and soon after, it became as clear as washed.
But this only increased the pressure on them even more.
"What's up there?"
Han Yu felt a shiver in his heart and couldn't help but ask.
The old Taoist reluctantly shook his head; he had always been with Han Yu, so why would Han Yu expect him to know?
But no, they did know!
Both of them suddenly realized simultaneously and exclaimed.
"Formation eye!"
In the heavens above the Western Territory, it could only be a formation eye.
Mu Zili suddenly raised his head, his face extremely gloomy.
"So, this is your trump card?"
Forcibly activating the formation eye?
This doesn't seem like the style of Yama Hall.
