When he came back to his senses, he found that Zhuge Lan was still standing there, his eyes narrowed, looking up at the dome, his hands spread open as if sensing something.
"It's been a long time since I've seen this scene," Dongfang Bai said with emotion, "I never expected to be fortunate enough to personally enter the Eight Trigrams Formation in this lifetime."
Lin Xiao was about to walk over there, but at this moment, Dongfang Bai stopped him, "Kid, don't rush, watch your step."
"My step?"
Lin Xiao looked at his feet, not quite understanding. Weren't they just ordinary stairs?
"The place we are now is the Gate of Life within the Eight Gates and Nine Palaces," Dongfang Bai explained. "This is the main entrance of the guild hall. Ordinary people enter and exit from here, so this is the Gate of Life."
"Those few exits over there should also be Gates of Life."
Dongfang Bai pointed to other large doors of the guild hall and the fire-rated doors.
"If the Eight Trigrams Formation were to activate, everyone in the vicinity would be enveloped. Except for these few Gates of Life, everyone else would be trapped within," Dongfang Bai said, standing still, not daring to move. He could only look at Zhuge Lan from afar. "The formation has now been activated, and Mr. Zhuge is fine-tuning it."
"Fine-tuning the formation?"
Lin Xiao felt that such a term sounded strange, as if he were tuning some kind of machine.
"Yes, this Eight Trigrams Formation has been around for nearly two thousand years. With the continuous optimization by the Wuhou lineage and Mr. Zhuge, the current Eight Trigrams Formation is far more precise than the technology of the United States."
Dongfang Bai's pride was evident as he spoke.
"Senior, why do you sound so proud? You shouldn't have had any contribution to the optimization of this Eight Trigrams Formation, right?" Lin Xiao said, striking him without mercy.
"You little brat! Can't you speak properly!"
Dongfang Bai became agitated by his words, puffing out his beard and glaring. "I tested it for him for a long time back then!"
"Tested?"
"Entered the formation."
"A guinea pig, right?"
Lin Xiao used a colloquial term.
"…Yes."
Dongfang Bai felt that Lin Xiao was not at all likable at the moment.
"Indeed, you had a part in it."
Lin Xiao teased him for a moment, then his eyes narrowed. He felt something was strange.
What was that he had just seen?
Could he have been hallucinating?
It shouldn't be?
Lin Xiao believed his state of mind was quite firm, and it was unlikely for him to hallucinate. Could it be that he had inadvertently entered the formation just now?
As Lin Xiao was contemplating this, Zhuge Lan, who was standing in the center of the guild hall, finally stopped. He took just one step and instantly crossed dozens of meters.
"Lin Xiao," Zhuge Lan looked at Lin Xiao, his eyes holding a different kind of brilliance than before.
"Mr. Zhuge," Lin Xiao quickly called out respectfully.
"I am Zhuge Lan now, not an ancestor."
Zhuge Lan immediately waved his hand. He still had that smiling demeanor, but at this moment, he seemed to be scrutinizing Lin Xiao from head to toe.
"What is it?"
Lin Xiao felt a bit unaccustomed to being scrutinized like this.
What was he looking at?
"I didn't expect someone like you to exist… The Misty Immortal Palace of that year was not simple." Zhuge Lan's voice seemed to have changed slightly when he spoke this time.