Bai Ying clenched her fingers tightly, her eyes coldly fixed on the group of people. She did not try to escape as she had before.
Since these Nascent Soul stage cultivators want to capture me, let's see if they have the strength to do so!
Bai Ying tightly gripped the fragments of the killing array she had used before in her hand.
Although she couldn't carry the killing formation with her, she had already inscribed a teleportation array. She could use the teleportation array to send this group of people into the killing formation together.
As long as someone wants to deal with her, she wouldn't mind sending them into the killing formation just like she did with the group that killed Qin Hua Zhenren!
Bai Ying watched the group of people with a cold smile, silently setting up an array to trap them all inside her teleportation array.
At this moment, countless Nascent Soul stage cultivators, like sharks smelling blood, surged in from all directions like a tidal wave.
In an instant, the wind howled, spiritual energy surged, and the entire secret realm trembled slightly at their arrival. In the blink of an eye, they had surrounded Bai Ying, forming an impenetrable encirclement.
The young cultivators who had only come to participate in the competition and didn't understand what was happening were completely terrified by the scene before them. They had never seen so many Nascent Soul stage cultivators before. The mere fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from these old monsters made them tremble with fear, and they all hid, terrified that what was happening before their eyes would affect them!
The Nascent Soul stage cultivators surrounded Bai Ying tightly.
Leading the group was a Nascent Soul stage cultivator from the Xiyun Sect. He was tall, his black robe fluttering in the wind, his face stern, and his eyes filled with chilling intent.
At this moment, he looked down at Bai Ying from his superior position, a contemptuous smile curving his lips, and said in an extremely arrogant tone:
"Bai Ying, I've heard that you possess a miraculous formula for concocting pills that can prolong life and instantly heal injuries. I order you to hand over that formula immediately!"
His gaze toward Bai Ying was icy cold; he didn't treat her as a person at all, but rather as an inanimate object containing the formula for the elixir.
Although he was making a demand, his tone was full of unquestionable command, as if Bai Ying had no right to refuse.
In his heart, he had already planned everything: as long as Bai Ying handed over the formula, he would kill her without hesitation.
After all, Bai Ying had killed nine Nascent Soul stage cultivators from their Xiyun Sect, severely damaging the sect's strength. How could he forget such a deep-seated hatred?
At this moment, another cultivator standing beside him couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward. He glared at Bai Ying and said fiercely:
"Hurry up, we don't have the patience to waste time with you. If you know what's good for you, hand it over now. If you're stubborn and refuse to cooperate, don't blame us for being ruthless. We have quite a few people here who are proficient in soul-searching techniques. Even if you die, we can turn you into a puppet. Then, even if you're dead, you'll have to obediently refine pills for us!"
The surrounding cultivators chimed in, "If you don't want to die a painful death, you'd better hand it over quickly. Otherwise, we'll make you wish you were dead!"
In an instant, a torrent of threatening words came crashing down on Bai Ying. They were all arrogant and domineering, their faces filled with greed and ferocity, their words brimming with naked threats, as if Bai Ying were already a fish on their chopping block, at their mercy.
But Bai Ying knew that the soul-searching technique wasn't that easy to use. If one out of ten succeeded, that would be considered good.
It is also very difficult to create a puppet after death.
She didn't answer them immediately, but silently continued to expand her teleportation array, trying to put all these people into it.
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Meanwhile, outside the secret realm, Qi Haoyuan of the Lingyin Sect keenly sensed something amiss. Normally, whenever there was a competition, this place would be filled with Nascent Soul stage cultivators from other sects, chatting and laughing leisurely as they waited for the younger generation to emerge from the secret realm. But this time, however, there were very few Nascent Soul stage cultivators from other sects waiting outside, making the scene unusually desolate.
Qi Haoyuan frowned slightly, a strange unease rising in his heart. He was usually calm and composed, but this unusual scene before him made him unable to help but pay close attention.
He casually turned around, looked at a cultivator from another sect beside him, and asked with a seemingly relaxed smile, "I wonder why your sect's Nascent Soul stage cultivators haven't come? In the past, such grand events were always incredibly lively."
Upon hearing this, the cultivator's expression changed slightly, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes. He stammered, "Uh... well, all the Nascent Soul stage cultivators in our sect are in seclusion, and we really can't spare the time."
Qi Haoyuan's heart skipped a beat, but he remained outwardly calm. The absence of one Nascent Soul cultivator might be a coincidence, but the fact that an entire sect's Nascent Soul cultivators were in seclusion was hardly a convincing excuse. What puzzled him even more was that this wasn't just a problem in this sect; looking around, he saw that the vast majority of sects here had Nascent Soul cultivators in the same situation.
"What on earth is going on?" Qi Haoyuan muttered to himself, a sense of unease spreading through his heart like vines. He knew that such a large-scale anomaly was no accident, and there must be some unspeakable secret hidden behind it. Thinking of the upcoming secret realm competition, Qi Haoyuan's gaze grew even more solemn.
He stood up abruptly and asked the referee of the secret realm standing in the middle, "Do you know which secret realm those juniors were teleported to in this competition?"
The referee was clearly taken aback for a moment. He said to Qi Haoyuan, "It's just an ordinary secluded valley. It's very suitable for juniors in the Golden Core or Nascent Soul stages to compete."
"Really?" Qi Haoyuan didn't lower his guard because of his words, but instead stepped closer: "May I take a look?"
"How can this be?"
Before the referee could finish speaking, Qi Haoyuan had already walked over on his own.
He used his divine sense to feel the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from this secret realm.
Although it was only a slight fluctuation of spiritual energy, it was enough for Qi Haoyuan to sense that something was wrong!
This shouldn't be the kind of spiritual energy fluctuations that a low-level secret realm like the Hidden Valley Secret Realm could emit.
Qi Haoyuan's eyes suddenly narrowed.
This secret realm is clearly of a very high level, even matching the level of Nascent Soul cultivators.
None of these young cultivators are at the Nascent Soul stage. How could they be matched into such a secret realm? Wouldn't that be tantamount to taking their lives?
wrong!
This only shows that there are a lot of Nascent Soul stage cultivators who have entered the secret realm, which is why they were assigned to this secret realm!
Could it be that...
"not good!"
Qi Haoyuan suddenly grabbed the referee next to him and roared, "What exactly is going on in this secret realm! Tell me now, or I'll kill you right now!"
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