As Zhan Yun shouted, a mist began to form on the ground of the Crane Walking Bagua Formation. In no time at all, a dense fog completely enveloped the formation.
"Hmph, just a petty trick!" came the voice of the faceless old woman once again.
Zhan Yun ignored the faceless old woman and continued to cast spells.
Around the Crane Walking Bagua Formation, the fog slowly spread out and became thicker and thicker. Soon, the mass of fog looked like a large, round house squatting there.
Just then, the sound of babbling water suddenly emerged from the fog, accompanied by the voices of young boys and girls frolicking by the water.
When these sounds reached their ears, vivid scenes suddenly appeared in the minds of Xing Yang and the others. Girls carried basins to the river to wash clothes and playfully teased each other—beautiful and lively images.
At that moment, the Bronze Seal trembled fiercely, and the silhouette of the faceless old woman appeared once more.