System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

At this moment, everyone carefully sensed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth being drawn by the great formation below. The feeling was like having a toy gun pointed at your head versus a Barrett rifle pointed at your head.

The chilling atmosphere was as if one were at the entrance to hell, where one more step would mean certain death.

"Senior Brother Ziyu, this...this aura of the great formation?" a disciple asked in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with fear.

"It's changed. The murderous aura is several levels stronger than before. I never imagined that such a mastery of formations could be achieved by a native tribe of Qushan."

Ziyu sensed the dramatic change in aura the moment the formation was activated. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He was already adept at this kind of formation manipulation, and after some thought, considering the Jiang clan's weak foundation, he concluded that this might be the Jiang clan leader's last struggle.

"Although the formation is somewhat mysterious, your Jiang family's foundation is nothing compared to the thousands of years of heritage of my Cangyun Ridge."

Ziyu looked down at the endless fog and said dismissively.

His voice was full of confidence and arrogance, as if everything was under his control.

Upon hearing this, Ziyun, Heisong, Qingyue, and Jingshui all smiled.

Although they didn't understand formations, Senior Brother Ziyu was the senior brother they trusted the most, after all, he was about to become a second-generation disciple of the sect.

In their hearts, Senior Brother Ziyu was the symbol of victory.

"Senior Brother Ziyu, we are not good at array formations. Just tell me your ideas!" Ziyun asked eagerly, his eyes full of expectation.

"Junior Brother Ziyun is right, this is probably the Jiang family's last trump card."

"Once this formation is broken, all members of the Jiang clan will be directly exposed before us. At that time, whether to kill or dismember them will be entirely up to us." Ziyu's voice was cold and ruthless, like that of a supreme ruler.

"The little Jiang clan dares to confront my Cangyun Ridge! Once we break through this crude formation, we will make them pay a heavy price!" another disciple said viciously, his eyes filled with anger.

Upon hearing this, Ziyu looked directly at Ziyun and the remnants of the three overlords of Qushan, saying, "There is naturally a way to break the formation, but it requires someone to enter the formation and test it!"

"Only by being familiar with the attack methods and characteristics of the great formation can we find the location of the formation flags and then pull them out one by one. For a weak tribe like the Jiang clan, it is likely that as long as one of the formation flags is found and pulled out, the entire great formation will disappear."

As Ziyu analyzed the situation, he glanced at the five fellow disciples of Ziyun. His eyes were filled with wisdom and decisiveness, as if everything was going according to plan.

Ziyu didn't want to be labeled a bad person, so he stopped mid-sentence.

Ziyun, being so shrewd, quickly understood Ziyu's concerns and replied with a hearty laugh, "Yes, according to custom, the one who initiates such matters is always the first to act."

As soon as Ziyun spoke, Qingyue, Jingshui, and the other four, who were from the same faction, all came to stand behind Ziyun.

Their eyes were filled with determination and courage, as if they were ready to fight for victory at any moment.

After Ziyun finished speaking, she swept aside the remaining nine cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm from the Ruan, Hong, and Dou clans and said, "The outcome of this battle is of great importance to our interests, so we will split into two teams to enter the arena. Your Qushan lineage will form a nine-person team, and my Cangyunling disciples will form another team. We will form a pincer movement, so if one side is in trouble, the other side can immediately provide support, and we can look out for each other."

After Ziyun finished speaking, she casually selected four other disciples from Cangyun Ridge to join the team.

Seeing this, what could the three overlord clan leaders of Qushan say? Although they were all terrified of the Jiang clan's mysterious array, there was no turning back now. Otherwise, all their previous sacrifices would have been in vain, and they would have been purged by Ziyun and the others.

The three clan chiefs knew they had no reason to refuse, so they could only bite the bullet and nod in agreement.

"Alright, regardless of whether the three races can contribute to breaking the great formation this time, your efforts will be greatly appreciated!"

"Thank you, sir!"

After finalizing the two teams, there was no more talk. The eighteen cultivators from the two teams flew down from the huge curtain.

Ziyu, Heisong, and all the remaining Cangyunling disciples flew down from the curtain and came to the edge of the great formation.

With a flick of his wrist, a large number of jade talismans appeared in his hand. Ziyu said to the captains of the two teams from Ziyun, "These are jade talismans that I have crafted myself. If you encounter any threats after entering the formation, you can crush these jade talismans directly, and we will immediately enter the formation to rescue you. If nothing happens, or if you can easily withstand the Jiang family's attack, then slowly feel the mysteries of the formation's operation, and then inform me with the communication jade talisman so that I can break the formation with peace of mind!"