Although the child stumbled and fell after three thunderbolts, they weren't afraid at all. More importantly, the child didn't show any signs of injury.
The child looked at the Young Taoist, their big, flickering eyes filled with curiosity.
"Run!"
Song Xiaodong sensed the changes in the child and warned the Young Taoist.
The Young Taoist stepped back, used the ground shrinking technique to move sixty meters in a single step, retreating directly into the formation he had just prepared. The child leaped up and followed closely behind the Young Taoist, entering the formation.
The Young Taoist took another step back, activating the formation.
Suddenly, from the eight cardinal points around the milk bucket and the pig's blood bucket, talismans rose from the sand, the formation erupted in a violent windstorm, trapping the child in the center.
