Although the formation masters from every sect and faction had tried their utmost, the spatial cracks always closed or collapsed halfway through being torn open.
A group of people were now sitting cross-legged to regulate their breathing while waiting for the Star Rift to return once again.
Despite repeated failures, the formation masters were far from discouraged; instead, their confidence had surged, and they joked, "This time is much smoother than before."
Chapter 397