Chapter 197: Such a simple sword formation, I can arrange it too...
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Feeling the subtleties of the 'Formation of the True Martial Nine Styles,' the disciples of the other eight sects who had inadvertently boarded the same ship had no choice but to order their spirits into the formation.
As the spirits entered the formation one by one, what was once an intangible sword stance due to only Yan Ying's position, instantly gained substance, and surged like waves.
However...
The smooth sensation of the sword formation's operation remained as long as the seventh spirit entered the formation.
When the eighth spirit tried to join, there was a clear sense of obstruction and stuttering.
It felt as if an outdated low-end graphics card couldn't smoothly run a high-demand game.
'Hum~~~'
Unexpectedly, Chen Yanbin, who had previously condensed a talent talisman, raised his hand again and condensed a slightly smaller talent talisman which he placed on his forehead.
As he closed and opened his eyes, there was a certain indescribable sense of emptiness.