Soulbinding Golden Bead

"These are your formation flags." With a wave of his hand, Zhang Xuan passed the pile of formation flags back to Bi Hongyin.

"You can keep them for the time being. They are much better off with you than with me," Bi Hongyin replied.

After witnessing the other party's proficiency in formations, she knew that the formation flags would be put to much better use in the other party's hands.

Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up. "Thank you."

These formation flags were indeed of much use to him.

If he could only kill a Half-Phantasmal Space expert with his current strength, with these formation flags in hand, as long as he could catch the enemy off-guard, even a Phantasmal Space realm intermediate stage expert could be cornered by him!

After their previous encounter with the Crimsontail Wasps, the group was far more careful than before.

They continued advancing deeper into the valley for four hours straight.