Mount Qilong, at the mountainside, a man dressed in black with a masked face sat among the crowd, evidently the one who had gathered them here to assassinate Su Chengyu.
He looked at the structure of the Taiqing Myriad Formation, which countless Death Soldiers had pushed against with their lives, feeling puzzled in his heart.
He really couldn't understand how Su Chengyu, who came from a reclusive background, managed to obtain such a cunning Formation.
If it weren't for the complexity of this Formation, they wouldn't need to spend so many resources to fully understand it.
