Qingfei Mountain.
Zhang Yao, Gongsun Xinlian, the recently returned Xia Si, Pang Jiu, Su Yaping, and the others were all gathered together.
Everyone stared blankly at the sky above the floating island. A massive blue tornado, hundreds of meters in diameter, shot straight into the heavens, disappearing into the clouds overhead.
"Don't you think... this is a bit... over the top?" Zhang Yao's throat felt a little dry.
"The sheer scale of this formation is immense. And the power circulating within it seems remarkably similar to the amplification we receive from our Seal Techniques," Gongsun Xinlian analyzed carefully.
Xia Si stood to the side with an inscrutable expression. Though she had long ago decided to pursue a roundabout path to usurp power, a deep sense of powerlessness washed over her as the sky-piercing tornado materialized before her very eyes.
