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hapter 4631: 5.0383 Breaking the Formation

A small hand reached out from within and firmly grasped her arm.

"Aunt-Master." The Little Stoic was pulled by the newcomer, and her entire being seemed to pass through a thin layer of space, suddenly appearing before Little Nitian.

"Are you alright, Little Treasure?" Little Nitian raised her small hand, touching Qiao Mu's face and giving it a gentle pinch. "Don't be afraid, Aunt-Master is here."

"What could possibly be wrong with me?" The Little Stoic replied expressionlessly.

Qin Nitian immediately felt a pang in her heart. What was going on? She actually felt a sense of melancholy, like her own child had grown up and no longer needed their parents…

"Then can you break this Illusory Dream Formation?"

Qiao Mu shook her head, her face full of confusion. "I know absolutely nothing about formations."

Nitian: …

"Since you can't break the formation, why do you look so calm and collected?" Look at this little one! Who knows whose terrible habits she inherited. From her expression, it's impossible to tell what the little one is thinking inside.

Qiao Mu blinked. "Isn't Aunt-Master here?"

Nitian: …

So, this little one has someone to rely on!

"Let's get out first." Although this broken formation held no real threat, being trapped here for too long wouldn't be good for their bodies.

Qin Nitian raised her small hand, and the space before them began to twist. The entire Illusory Dream Space, in her delicate, jade-white little hand, seemed like a tiny toy, instantly crushed.

Little Nitian jumped into the Stoic Qiao's arms, pointing to a circular spatial archway that appeared before them. "Go."

Qiao Mu cradled her small body, took a step, and passed through the spatial gate. She squinted, seeing that they had returned to the original deck.

On the ground was a shallow pit previously made by the Tiger-Dragon Beast. The surrounding air rippled with fluctuations, and figures suddenly emerged from the Illusory Dream Grand Formation, falling one after another.

Fan Meng and his group reacted swiftly. As soon as they realized they were out of the formation, they stabilized themselves and landed gracefully. The others, the Heaven's Will disciples, were not so lucky. Some tumbled out of the formation, still disoriented, and then plummeted into the sea with screams.

The deck became lively. Some people had no idea what had happened and looked around with blank expressions.

Qin Nitian's small face was grim as she sharply commanded, "Still not showing yourself?"

As she lightly flicked her finger, a crack appeared in the space before them. A black figure was sucked out from within, letting out a wail, and heavily rolled onto the ground.

Old scoundrel, playing formations with her?

Little Nitian scoffed, curling her lips. "Who do you think your pathetic formation can trap?"

The old man trembled uncontrollably, looking as if he had been pulled from a river, soaked from head to toe.

Qiao Mu suddenly realized she could use her spiritual sense again. It seemed the old thief's consciousness had suffered a severe blow, and he could no longer maintain the Spirit-Locking Grand Formation he had set up earlier.

Haha, truly an old man getting his just deserts! He wanted to lock others' spiritual senses, but his own spiritual sense suffered devastating trauma instead. Interesting!

The Little Stoic's eyebrows lifted in delight.

The old ghost, his face pale, raised his head and managed to utter half a sentence, "How could you…" before a mouthful of old blood sprayed out. It seemed it had been suppressed in his chest for a long time, and now, unable to hold it back, he had to spit it out publicly.

Tsk, tsk, this desperate attempt to save face while suffering internally… it's truly… delightful to watch!