Chapter 975

Chapter 975 Entering the Earthbound Formation Again

The saying went that if one had water in their landscapes, one should also have a way to allow the gathering of energy. This applied to anything with water, like water wheels or rockeries. The circulation of water had to be maintained.

Wynter looked inside the fish pond, where three ornamental carp were kept. These carps symbolized the scenery of fish leaping over the dragon gate, which seemed fine at first glance.

But as Wynter looked further, things seemed suspicious. Wherever the water flowed, it carried a sense of protection with it.

Wynter raised her gaze toward the outside of the enclosure. She propped her right leg against a tree. trunk, and with a swift movement of her waist chain, she found herself standing on the wall. Her movements displayed professional maneuvers.

The chain came with a safety cut–off device. She looked down at Whitley. “Follow me.”

Follow her? The Savior, famous as it was, couldn’t scale the wall that quickly. Whitley was stunned by the sight before him when he managed to land outside the enclosure.

It was a malicious formation. Not only was it blocking the fortune of the whole area, but it also redirected the turbid elsewhere.

It meant that the consequences of the evil deeds by Declan were borne by another person, and this person was none other than Fabian.

As Wynter’s sight followed the direction of the formation, her gaze darkened even further.

Generally, there were a few rules to follow to receive ancestral protection. One needed to be listed in the family genealogy, and the ancestor’s tablet had to be presented.

This wasn’t the Quinnell family memorial hall, so how did Declan enjoy such strong protection?

“That stone doesn’t look right.” Whitley pointed at the bluestone that was on the formation. He repeated what he said previously, “It carries your aura, and… the aura of the dead.”

The aura of the dead? After death, people transformed into unborn souls, leaving behind certain signs. However, Wynter couldn’t detect any signs of any unborn souls here. It seemed that the Savior was indeed useful:

“I feel very uneasy.” Whitley’s face paled. Wynter kicked the bluestone away without hesitation after hearing Whitley’s words.

Whitley wondered to himself. Shouldn’t Wynter have stopped her actions if he was feeling uneasy?

Efficiency was key for Wynter, Regardless of what came next, she couldn’t let anyone harm her grandpa. like this.

As the bluestone moved, the sky immediately darkened.

While others might not have grasped what was happening, Wynter was sensitive enough to notice the

Chapter 975 Entering the Earthbound Formation Again

change in her surroundings. She had entered a formation again–the Earthbound Formation.

What kind of formation would be related to both Wynter and the ancestral protection of the Quinnell family? Wynter didn’t let her guard down. This formation was clearly different from the others.

22

There were no souls guiding them, nor any physical items. To break the formation, Wynter had to either

find the formation master or the object carrying the formation master’s last wishes.

Wynter looked around at the empty space while Whitley wore a bewildered expression. He was trying to figure out where he was and what this place was.

Whitley was still confused when a distant sound of gunfire echoed.

“Why is

there gunfire?” It was obvious that Whitley had never entered a formation before.

Wynter, who was accustomed to such situations, quickly pushed Whitley aside. There were loud explosions heard as fighter jets flew overhead, dropping bombs.

Thankfully, Wynter’s push came in time. Otherwise, Whitley, a Savior or not, wouldn’t be anything more than the corpse of a cute little animal.

Though calmer than most, Whitley was still confused. “Normally, I wouldn’t have touched these switches.

on my own.”

Whitley was a Savior, after all. He still managed to win in the lottery, though it was always the small prizes. Carl had always advised him against buying lottery tickets constantly.

For dangers like this, Whitley usually sensed them in advance and avoided them.

Wynter stood up and brushed off the dirt from her clothes. She said casually, “You’ll have to get used to it. Since you’ve recognized me as your boss, you’ll encounter many such situations in the future.”

Just as Wynter said that, a sudden urgency echoed in her ears. “Oh my god! What’s happening over there….