Chapter 148 The True Formation



"Tired?" You You was taken aback. With Shuiyan's cultivation level, she usually didn't complain of being tired even after beating Kui Bi more than ten times in the sect. Why was she tired so quickly this time? The cultivation levels of these opponents couldn't possibly be comparable to Kui Bi's, who was at the Nascent Soul stage, right? Could it be that the pressure was too great?

Youyou didn't think much of it, afraid of affecting her performance in the competition, so she gave her a few words of encouragement and then ended the call.

Before long, it was Shuiyan's turn to fight. Her opponent was also a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core stage, and judging from his attire, he was a disciple of the host sect, Mingxin Sect. The two quickly clashed. Shuiyan was a sword cultivator, while her opponent appeared to be a magic cultivator. He continuously unleashed various spells and techniques, but none of them could stop Shuiyan, who could break through all spells with a single sword strike.

The difference in skill between the two was obvious. Almost every spell the opponent used was either shattered by Shuiyan's sword or suppressed by her sword energy. They couldn't inflict any damage at all; instead, they were chased by Shuiyan's sword moves and could only dodge left and right.

At this rate, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the hookah girl was sure to win. But the more Youyou watched, the more she felt something was wrong with her swordplay. Compared to usual, it seemed…quite slower?

Shuiyan was arguably the disciple who had mastered Qiu Zhangjue the best, even surpassing Lin Feng. Qiu Zhang even said that she might be close to comprehending her own sword intent, allowing her to move the sword at will, her mind's direction mirroring the sword's intent. Her swordsmanship would no longer be bound by fixed moves, becoming infinitely varied; she wouldn't even need to think about which moves to use before the sword was already unleashed.

However, the moves she used to attack that Mingxin Sect disciple were clearly sword techniques from the Qiuzhang Technique. Although they were perfect without any mistakes, the power of the combo was obviously not as strong as before.

The more You Yue looked, the more suspicious she became. Could it be that the previous incident with the 'bait' had some effect on her health?

"Feng Rong." She couldn't help but tug at the person next to her, "Look at Shui Yan, is there something wrong with her?"

"Hmm?" Feng Rong, who was focused on peeling melon seeds, paused for a moment before looking up from the pile of nuts. Following her gaze, she looked at the two people fighting in the arena, and after a while, her brows furrowed slightly. "Why is she releasing her spiritual energy while making her moves?"

"What's this about scattered spiritual energy?" You You paused for a moment, then squinted and carefully examined the arena. Sure enough, as Shuiyan made her moves, wisps of spiritual energy were occasionally drawn out from her body and scattered into the formation on the stage. There didn't seem to be much, and it was completely unnoticeable without careful observation.

“I see she has no serious injuries, so why can’t she control her spiritual power?” Feng Rong was also taken aback.

"Is it because of the 'bait' we used before?" she asked.

Feng Rong wasn't sure either, "It's possible, but I don't know much about 'bait' and I'm not sure if it will have any subsequent effects on the body?"

"I'll ask Yuan Qi!" The more she thought about it, the more worried she became. She pulled out the pendant on her chest and used the special communication device to contact Yuan Qi in the sect.

The next moment, a phantom image, only the size of a palm, appeared on the pendant. It was Yuan Qi, who habitually showed a gentle smile. "Xiao You, how did your competition go?"

“Father Yuan, there seems to be a problem with the hookah. I wonder if it’s because of the previous ‘bait’? Could you please take a look?” As she spoke, she turned the pendant in her hand towards the center of the arena.

Yuan Qi merely glanced at it, but his gentle and kind expression instantly changed. He loudly reminded, "Xiao You, quickly make them all leave the area. That's the 'Immortal Slaughtering Formation' below!"

"What!" You You exclaimed in surprise, but Feng Rong was the first to react. She flashed down to the arena below, rushed in, grabbed Shui Yan who was about to win, and pulled her back down.

"Feng Chang..." Shui Yan was completely taken aback, but then she heard him turn around and look at Lin Feng and the others beside him, shouting loudly, "Quickly follow me away from this floating peak, the 'Immortal Slaughtering Formation' has been set up here!"

Everyone was startled. Apart from the True Transformation Sect disciples, who habitually obeyed orders and summoned their flying swords to take off, everyone else looked bewildered, as if they didn't know why a Nascent Soul stage cultivator would rush in and interrupt a perfectly good match.

Unfortunately, Feng Rong was too late. Not long after he finished speaking, before he could even gather all the disciples of his sect, the entire floating peak of the competition suddenly lit up with a burst of light, and the surrounding competition arenas were blindingly bright, turning into pillars of light that shot into the sky.

Meanwhile, some disciples who were still competing in the arena let out painful screams as they were swallowed up by the white array and instantly turned to ashes. Even the Mingxin Sect disciple who had just fought against Shuiyan was the same.

Above the floating peaks of the entire competition area, one array after another lit up, like celestial domes, trapping all the cultivators in the competition inside.

"Xiao You!" Yuan Qi's voice came again, even more anxious than before, "The formation has more than one layer, there are..." Before he could finish speaking, the image suddenly distorted and disappeared, as if it had been forcibly cut off by the formation.

"What's going on?" The celestial maidens on the platform were also startled, looking down at the sudden situation below.

The competition was nearing its end, and almost all the participants were elite disciples. Some couldn't resist rushing down to rescue the celestial maidens. But a flash of light appeared beneath their feet, and another array lit up, completely encircling the area where the celestial maidens were.

"What is this thing? What does the Mingxin Sect mean by this?"

"Where is Elder Qiu Yue? What exactly do you want?"

"By setting up an array in the arena to trap the celestial maidens from various sects, is the Mingxin Sect trying to make an enemy of the entire Xianze?"

"What happened to my disciples? What's going on..."

Only then did everyone realize that all the elders of the Mingxin Sect had disappeared since the start of the competition.

Those following the celestial maiden were, after all, her followers, including many cultivators who had already reached the Nascent Soul stage. However, the blockade on this side of the platform seemed to be even more secure than the one below. Several Nascent Soul stage cultivators working together were unable to break through.

The array below grew brighter and brighter. The pillars of light that were originally only in the various competition arenas suddenly began to expand and spread outwards, directly swallowing several cultivators who did not have time to retreat. Those people did not even have time to scream before they disappeared into the pillars of light.

Suddenly, a lot of white mist appeared in the formation and swirled around the disciples. Only then did You You realize that the white mist looked exactly like the aura on Nie Zheng's body. It was not spiritual energy, but immortal energy! This was a formation set up using immortal techniques.

"My, my cultivation level..." someone suddenly exclaimed.

Only then did the disciples realize that as the white mist increased, their cultivation and spiritual power seemed to have opened a hole, leaking out continuously. Even Lin Feng and the others, who had finally gathered next to Feng Rong, were experiencing the same thing.

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