“You’ve underestimated me, Lu Yun.” A smiling Feng Yin watched his enemy be swallowed by the formation. “My clan’s Thundergust Formation can slay even golden immortals. No matter how adept you are at fighting, there’s no way out of this one.”

A jade bangle lay upon his wrist. He was no formation master himself, but he could control the formation’s power with the ornament.

Hum!

A flash of light from the bracelet heralded a gathering of storm and thunder. Tempestuous winds filled the air, the energy of heaven and earth summoned with vortex-like motion.

Lu Yun remained stationary and stared Feng Yin down with an icy gaze. 

“You’re wrong,” the young man shook his head....