The Fish King was completely won over by the display. This singular technique of projecting a world of formation dao was a level that she would never reach in her entire life.

She wouldn’t be able to set up such a layout even if she had a treasure on par with the Tome of Life and Death to help her.

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A dusky, long, and narrow passageway stretched into the unknown darkness.

The trio kept their formation robes on. The great tomb here was fake, an illusion, and their bodies still suffered pressure from endless order of opposition and power of destruction. The creatures of destruction were likewise hoodwinked by the “tomb” and drifted around lethargically...