"Sect Master, this formation?"
Behind him, Fierce Lion stepped forward, asking with concern.
He was already a Foundation Establishment Peak Cultivator, not feeling much cold.
But the situation was different for the other Sect Disciples, who were shivering from the cold.
"Don't worry, I already have a solution for this formation."
After Ning Fan spoke, he immediately released the formation spirit.
To the eyes of the other cultivators, all they saw was a wisp of white aura blending into the cold air.
When Fierce Lion saw this wisp of white aura, he felt a hint of familiarity.
In an instant, a thought flashed through both of their minds, arriving at the same answer.
Shortly thereafter, the cold around them visibly reduced, and the entire formation began to dissolve at a noticeable pace.
"The formation has disappeared!"
The disciples exclaimed joyfully.