Fate
Before he finished speaking, the stone door closed, and those who did not have time to get out were trapped in the dungeon. Driven by their inner fear, they could only seek the safest place, which was around Qingxuan and Yanzhu.
Yan Zhu frowned, looking at the circles of people inside: "Those who left?"
Qingxuan: "Don't worry, Zhongli Ye is not outside?"
"Do you really count on him?"
"After all, he is a demon king, and his strength is extraordinary."
The two of them chatted back and forth, completely ignoring the man in white who appeared out of nowhere.
In fact, Yan Zhu had already noticed the fear of the people around her, as well as the trembling of Sang Yue in the soul flower.
"Revenge—revenge!"
Kong Sangyue was very excited, but this was not good for her soul. However, when she saw her enemy, Kong Sangyue couldn't help but lose control.
"Don't get excited, otherwise I don't have the power of the Lord of the Underworld to help you stabilize your soul again."
Yan Zhu had no choice but to raise her hand to touch the flower. When she raised her white wrist, her sleeves slipped down, revealing a large area of her arm as white as jade. Her every move was filled with unintentional charm, which all fell into Qingxuan's eyes.
After comforting Kong Sangyue, Yanzhu glanced at the red umbrella in the other's hand and sent a message to Qingxuan: This is not the red umbrella in the hands of the white-robed man, this person in white may not be the original white-robed man.
The key point is that Yan Zhu can clearly sense that the opponent is just an ordinary human cultivator.
Qingxuan replied: I understand.
Bai Yi: "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the shrine? Do you know the god enshrined here?"
Yan Zhu said lazily, "I know, Lord Wuwang."
Wuwang was kind to Jinhuang, but she was not.
Bai Yi sneered: "Since you know, then leave quickly. I will not pursue the matter."
Yan Zhu found it funny: "I want to see who you are from."
Qingxuan: "Does the Divine Lord Wuwang know that your actions harm innocent people and violate the Way of Heaven?"
Bai Yi choked: "Of course I don't know. I, the chief priest, have the final say here."
"Since we don't know, what are we afraid of?"
There is a tone that says he is not afraid of you complaining.
It should be said that Yan Zhu felt that Qingxuan's tone was quite provocative, and sure enough, the other party got angry.
"If you don't accept my toast, I'll drink the wine for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised a red umbrella, and instantly more than ten people appeared with pheasant tail feathers on their heads, similar to the attire of the witch tribe.
Yan Zhu looked carefully and transmitted a message to Qing Xuan: The spiritual springs of these people have already merged with the turbid air, so they can easily control the turbid air. However, the spiritual springs cannot bear it, so their lifespan is greatly reduced. Now they are just puppets that look more like humans.
Qingxuan: It seems that there is some progress behind the scenes, but it is not going smoothly.
Yan Zhu: Didn’t we just say that a young man succeeded, but ran away?
"Ah!" The people around immediately squatted down with their heads in their hands. Among them was a small figure mixed in the crowd.
As the black-clothed man attacked, Qing Xuan lifted up the yarrow bead with one finger, emitting a huge purple halo that enveloped everyone. He then turned sideways and said to Yan Zhu, "I'm counting on you."
Yan Zhu rolled her eyes, while her hands kept moving. Her ten fingers were slightly gathered together, and ten streams of turbid air instantly overflowed, colliding violently with the turbid air controlled by the man in black.
The strong wind roared loudly, ruffling everyone's clothes.
"Let me see, what's the difference between your turbid qi?"
Bai Yi's pupils shrank. "How could that be? How can you control the turbid air? Could it be that your spiritual spring is also a fusion spiritual spring?"
The man was shocked, his eyes filled with madness, "God knows there's always a way out! One escaped, and here comes a more perfect one!"
The man in white activated the red umbrella, and suddenly hundreds of men in black appeared out of thin air, ready to fight in a round-robin battle, determined to trap Yan Zhu to death.
Yan Zhu: "Anything else? Let's do it together. Don't waste time."
The man in white choked, his eyes gleaming with cruelty. He then threw the red umbrella over the dry well and shouted as he cast a spell, "Since you don't know what's good for you, I'll cut out your spiritual spring and use it for my own benefit!"
However, for a long time, there was no movement in the dry well.
Yan Zhu's eyes lit up, and she sent a voice message to Qing Xuan: "I sense the aura of the Soul-Calming Formation and the Three-Qi Formation. Someone has completed the Three-Qi Formation!"
Qin Yuan, Yan Zhi and she were all unable to activate the Three Qi Formation. Could this be the opportunity that Qingxuan mentioned that day?
At the same time, a picture flashed through Qingxuan's mind: a young man from the human world emerged from the black fog, his long robe rustling and his aura awe-inspiring. The formation under his feet trapped the black fog firmly in a golden spiritual shield, protecting the people in the city... The young man was thin, but stood tall and straight, with a firm and bright look in his eyes.
The scene changed, and the boy's youthfulness faded, his face becoming more fierce. He clasped his hands together and worshiped devoutly before a stone statue...
Is it the little tail following behind them?
Qingxuan nodded thoughtfully and looked at Yanzhu: Let’s take a look at the situation first.
The man in white strode to the vicinity of the dry well. Just as he was about to look inside to find out what went wrong, a burst of golden light suddenly appeared under his feet, connecting into the patterns of a magic array, forming a huge magic array that completely illuminated the entire huge dungeon.
Bright as day.
Everyone looked up. They hadn't seen any light, or hope, for a long time. Once you stay in desperate situations for a long time, it's easy to lose something. After repeated disappointments, you may not even dare to have any more extravagant hopes.
But this time the light really fell on them, and they felt that the oppression and restraint that they were not used to in their minds disappeared all of a sudden.
While admiring the spectacular sight of the Three Qi Formation purifying the turbid air from the dry well, Yan Zhu commented, "The Three Qi Formation appears to be dozens of times more powerful than the Soul-Calming Formation."
Qingxuan added: "Indeed, this formation is not just about purifying the turbid air, but it integrates the evil spirits, demonic energy, and turbid air into one, and all of them evolve. It seems that the person who set up the formation is either extremely talented or has extremely high attainments.
But how did that person know the formation? If I remember correctly, this formation is only known to those around the God."
Yan Zhu said openly, "Lost it, so what? Doesn't this count as losing something?"
"Who did it?"
The man in white on the other side was furious. He watched helplessly as the turbid liquid in the dry well was completely drained away, and even the evil aura on his body was completely purified...
If he were just one of those useless ants, it would be fine, but he was cultivating with evil spirits and foul energy! How was that any different from killing him?!
Then Bai Yi turned around and glared at Yan Zhu and the others, "Did you do this?"
Yan Zhu immediately shook her head in denial, looking innocent: "We haven't made a move yet."
Qingxuan started to taunt: "You didn't even notice that an enemy had sneaked into the scene. You are not very capable as a chief priest."
"Who is that! Who! Come out!"
The man in white shouted loudly. At this moment, his eyes were wide open and he only wanted to stop the magic circle. He didn't care about the ridicule of the man and woman.
Unfortunately, the people in the dark were cautious, and even after the formation had purified the evil and foul air around them, the other party did not show up.
Bai Yi was furious and helpless, but he was deeply moved by the hope in the eyes of the crowd, so he said, "Since you don't want to show up, then go to hell."
Yan Zhu raised his hand and tied up Bai Yi with black silk. At the same time, the end of the black silk wrapped around the red umbrella, crushing it instantly when Bai Yi wanted to summon a puppet.
Bai Yi: "...You are going too far!"
Crowd: "Thank you, sir! Thank you, God, for not forgetting us..."
Yan Zhu ignored Bai Yi, then glanced at the crowd, his gaze lingering on a small figure for a moment, because the young man's spiritual spring was a fusion spiritual spring, perhaps he was the person Bai Yi was talking about.
Suddenly, Qingxuan's gaze fell on the inconspicuous dry well at the moment, his eyes were gloomy and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Do you think you'll be alright if you trap me? Just destroy us all!" The man in white had a crazy look on his face, and his palm moved, activating something unknown.
The next second, the entire dungeon shook violently and large pieces of rock fell down.
Qingxuan withdrew his gaze from the dry well, his expression darkening. After calming down slightly, he said, "This place is about to collapse, get out quickly."
Everyone said, "But the door is closed."
The man in white laughed loudly: "This door can only be opened from the outside, hahahaha! Stay here to be buried with me."
"I am willing to offer everything to my Lord!"
"Mad man." Yan Zhu glanced at Bai Yi and saw Qing Xuan shook his head. "It can only be opened from the outside."
Before he finished speaking, a cold threat came from behind the door - "Azhu, if you follow me, I will open this door."
Bai Yi's pupils trembled: "Why do you still have people?"
Unfortunately, no one paid attention.
Yan Zhu narrowed his eyes and spoke with unbridled confidence: "It doesn't matter. At worst, I can break into this dungeon."
Zhongli Ye was cunning and cunning, his hands moving non-stop, and he had already opened the stone door. Everyone hurried out at Yan Zhu's urging...
After reaching the ground, Zhongli Ye found that the surrounding area was full of people before he could even speak. The torches in their hands illuminated the entire ancestral hall.
Yanzhu looked around and found that they were all stall owners on both sides of the street during the day. She remembered what the trapped people said, that Lingquan Town was a huge scam.
"What do you mean?"
"What's your intention?" The yellow-clothed stall owner from the day before stepped forward. "You arrested our head priest and smashed our ancestral hall, and you're still asking us what our intention is?"
Qingxuan was about to say something, but Yanzhu stopped him and said to the other side, "You should explain the rules to them. There is no point in saying more."
After saying this, Hei Ling dragged Bai Yi in front of everyone. Yan Zhu threatened: "Let the others go, or I will kill your chief priest."
Qingxuan: "..."
Zhongli Ye: “…”
Is Yanzhu a priest? Why would a priest always call for war and killing? Where are the divine rules?
No matter how you look at it, she's a threatening female devil.
Perhaps because of Yan Zhu's arrogant aura in the past, the yellow-clothed stall owner looked unhappy. After turning around and discussing with the other stall owners, he said to Yan Zhu, "Okay, but one person has to stay behind."
The man in yellow pointed at the young man at the back of the group, "He has to stay. The others don't matter."
The chief priest looked in the direction of the man in yellow, his eyes lighting up: "Great! He's still here! He's been searching everywhere for a long time, but he's still missing."
Yanzhu and Qingxuan exchanged glances, but before they could say anything, Zhongli Ye reached into the air with one hand, and the boy seemed to be pulled by something, his body flying uncontrollably and landing in front of Zhongli Ye.
Zhongli Ye squatted down, clasped the back of the boy's head with his big hands, and said with interest: "Let me see what's so special about this little guy. Isn't this just ordinary? It's a little dirty."
"Let me go!"
The boy's face was covered with dirt, and his features could not be seen clearly. After Zhongli Ye used magic to remove it, the firelight reflected on the boy's young face, and everyone began to whisper.
"Isn't this the boy who succeeded in his first experiment?"
"It's him."
"Will you let us go if you hand him over?"
Some people in the crowd were ready to make a move and said to Yan Zhu, "Sir, I think we should hand over this young man... There are too many of them, we need to leave quickly..."
"Trade one person in exchange for many people."
Some people felt sorry for it, but they didn't say anything inappropriate.
The various aspects of human nature, cowardice, selfishness, numbness... in the face of life and death, are fully displayed.
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