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"It shouldn't be a formation!" Li Xingyun said indifferently.

"Not a formation?" What was that? We can't even sense it with our cultivation? "

Abbot Whitebrow asked hastily.

Li Xingyun shook his head, "The details will have to wait for me to finish reading first!"

After speaking, he formed a seal with his hands, most likely using some sort of divine ability.

"Divine ability