"Heh, Taiji, the two instruments, the four signs, and the eight trigrams—even I, an outsider, have a slight understanding of them. If it's the Eight Trigrams Formation..." Feng Yi muttered to himself, wanting to say that the Eight Trigrams Formation couldn't baffle him, given that as a high commander, he had been exposed to and had studied it.
Yet, in the few minutes he had been walking, Feng Yi had not stepped out of the Immortal Trace Realm. The faint sound of a flute intermittently lingered around his ears. Despite the constantly changing scenery, Feng Yi roughly guessed that this was not the Eight Trigrams Formation but another formation, possibly one using the Illusion Technique as a medium—a combination that was quite clever.