Beneath the blood-red sky, the entire valley was shrouded in an eerie red light.
Those cultivators who were usually aloof and superior now wore expressions of disbelief. Even the powerful cultivators at the Void Refinement stage had ashen faces and their eyes flashed with suspicion and uncertainty.
"What a beautiful white firefly..."
The leading elder, a Void Refinement stage cultivator, gritted his teeth, his wrinkles trembling. "I've lived for over two thousand eight hundred years, and today I've been outmaneuvered by a junior like you!"
He looked around and saw the crimson array patterns moving across the ground like living things, each pattern radiating a chilling aura. Even more terrifying was that the cultivators who had been swallowed up by the array earlier had not even left behind any remains, as if they had never existed.
The old man said in a deep voice, "Fine, we never expected to fall into the trap of such a wicked person as you. We'll settle this score later."
Having said that, he transformed into a streak of light and flew out of the formation. The other cultivators in the Void Refinement stage exchanged glances and followed suit.
However, just as they were about to reach the edge of the great formation—
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, the group bounced back as if they had hit an invisible wall.
The old man steadied himself, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty. He reached out and touched the crimson light barrier, immediately feeling a burning pain in his palm.
"This...how is this possible?" a middle-aged cultivator at the Void Refinement stage exclaimed in shock, "Even spatial teleportation has failed?"
The gray-robed elder sneered, "A mere trapping formation dares to presume to stop me?"
He slammed his hand on his storage bag, and a jet-black array-breaking cone shot out with a whoosh.
This awl, named "Xuantianpo," was forged from Nine Heavens Profound Iron and had helped him break through countless ancient restrictions. The surface of the awl was engraved with dense array-breaking runes, which were now flashing with dazzling golden light.
"Break it!"
With a roar, the old man unleashed a black lightning bolt, which slammed into the array's light barrier with a piercing shriek. However, just as the tip of the cone touched the barrier—
"boom!"
A bolt of crimson lightning struck down from nowhere, hitting the array-breaking cone squarely.
The magic weapon that had accompanied the old man for hundreds of years was shattered inch by inch by this lightning bolt! Even more terrifying, the fragments were completely absorbed by the great formation before they even hit the ground.
"Pfft!" The old man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back several steps.
He stared intently at the fleeting ripples on the light screen, his cloudy old eyes filled with horror: "What...what kind of formation is this?"
Just then, Bai Ying's cold voice came from the center of the formation: "Weren't you all here to settle scores with me? Why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Her figure appeared and disappeared in the crimson light. Although she was only at the Nascent Soul stage, she gave people a feeling of unfathomable depth.
The Void Refinement stage experts exchanged glances, each seeing a solemn expression in the other's eyes.
A fierce glint flashed in the gray-robed old man's eyes. Suddenly, he bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood into his palm. The three hair-thin "soul-stealing needles" were instantly stained with blood, their tips glowing with an eerie red light.
"You little brat, you're asking for it!"
With a furious roar, three silver needles shot out like streaks of light. This was a furious attack from a cultivator in the Void Refinement stage; the needles moved so fast they almost broke through spatial limitations. Wherever the needle tips passed, the air was torn apart with tiny black cracks.
Bai Ying simply stood still, a faint smile playing on her lips. Just as the silver needle was only an inch from her brow—
"bite!"
With a crisp ringing sound, the three silver needles mysteriously hovered in mid-air, their bodies trembling violently, yet unable to advance even an inch further.
"This...this is impossible!"
The gray-robed old man's expression changed drastically. He desperately tried to activate his spiritual power, only to find that his natal magic weapon had completely lost contact.
Bai Ying gently raised her hand, and three silver needles obediently fell into her palm. She casually toyed with this magical artifact, powerful enough to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator, and said softly, "Not bad, a fine artifact. It's mine now..."
Before she finished speaking, she snapped her fingers.
"Snap!"
The three priceless Soul-Stealing Needles forcibly severed their connection with the Void Refinement stage cultivator.
"Pfft!" The gray-robed elder spat out another mouthful of blood, his body swaying precariously. He stared intently at Bai Ying, his voice hoarse: "You...who exactly are you? This kind of formation is definitely not something a Nascent Soul cultivator could set up!"
Bai Ying did not answer, but slowly raised her right hand. In an instant, countless blood-red chains appeared in the formation. These chains, like awakened giant pythons, frantically pounced on the Void Refinement experts.
"Since you're here, stay." Her voice was soft, yet it sent a chill down everyone's spine.
As she finished speaking, the entire formation suddenly trembled violently. Countless cracks appeared in the ground, and thick, blood-red mist gushed forth from the earth. Within that mist, countless hideous faces could be vaguely seen, emitting chilling howls.
"No!" A cultivator at the Void Refinement stage was horrified to discover that his protective aura was dissolving at a visible speed.
He desperately activated the magic weapon, only to find that the spiritual energy was draining away at an alarming rate.
The old man in the gray robe looked ashen-faced. He finally understood that this formation was even more terrifying than he had imagined.
This white firefly is no lamb to the slaughter; it is clearly a ferocious beast disguised as prey!
"Fellow Daoists, the only way now is to kill this Bai Ying!" he roared hoarsely, while simultaneously summoning an ancient bronze mirror. The mirror surface shone with a dazzling golden light, and the faint sound of a dragon's roar could be heard.
He immediately pointed the magical artifact in the direction where Bai Ying was.
The other Void Refinement cultivators also unleashed their most powerful magical treasures. In an instant, various colored lights shot into the sky, colliding fiercely with the blood-red array. The entire valley trembled, and countless tiny cracks were torn open in the void.
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