The reverberating Buddhist chants echo into their ears, yet instead of inducing tranquility, they inflame the heart and kindle restless thoughts.
Buddha's Light shines down, yet instead of enlightening the mind, it increasingly bewilders and hypnotizes, lulling them into a stupor.
Trapped within the formation, Yan Yu and Mei Yingxue immediately realize the formation's formidable power. It's as if Orochi entered the Purple Cloud Formation; no matter how high one's cultivation realm, one cannot withstand the barrage of the formation—much like a warlord, no matter how formidable, cannot withstand a rain of rockets, it belongs to the category of being crushed by overwhelming force.
"Go!" Mei Yingxue swiftly alerts the others, then immediately melds with her sword, rapidly escaping towards the edge of the formation.
