The cultivators gathered in Qizhou were almost all top-tier cultivators. Given their strength, it would be extremely difficult for them to break through the Tianqing Pohai Formation. However, the Tianqing Pohai Formation had a flaw that wasn't really a flaw: it became stronger against the strong and weaker against the weak.
Luo Jianqing is now in the middle stage of the out-of-body state. If there are two Mahayana masters who are willing to use up their spiritual power for him and help him deceive the Tianqing Breaking Sea Formation, and then he goes all the way south, there is a 50% chance that he can leave.
Similarly, Fozi, who is just in the early stage of leaving the body, and Yunxiang, who is only in the late stage of Yuanying, can also leave here.
So, everyone gave this task to the three of them. They only had one night to do it. At daybreak, the Buddhist beads they wore would lose their ability to conceal their presence, and their whereabouts would be discovered by the demons. The two Mahayana cultivators, their spiritual energy exhausted, set up a small formation for Luo Jianqing; three other Mahayana cultivators also set up the formation for Fozi and Yunxiang.
The longer the time goes, the more the formation that deceives the Tianqing Breaking the Sea will wear out and become ineffective. They must pass the third level as quickly as possible and leave the Tianqing Breaking the Sea formation.
A faint glow gradually appeared on the eastern horizon. The three of them traveled at breakneck speed, stopping cautiously whenever they encountered a patrol of demonic beasts, waiting for them to leave before continuing. This wasted quite a bit of time.
Along the way, Luo Jianqing and the Buddhist disciple walked hurriedly but remained calm. Yunxiang alone gritted her teeth, not uttering a single whimper even as she passed through a mountain of blood-soaked monster corpses. At times, she even walked faster than them.
There were more than a dozen monsters walking in front, and the three stopped again.
Even when she stopped, Yunxiang kept staring at the monsters carefully, and as soon as they left, she would move forward quickly.
Looking at her like this, Luo Jianqing lowered his head in silence. The Buddhist disciple also fiddled with the Buddhist beads in his hand, sighed softly, and shook his head. However, this time, the dozen or so monsters actually stopped, as if they didn't want to leave again in the short term.
We are almost leaving the Chongteng Mountains and arriving at Cenzhou. Just walk another hundred miles and we will be able to leave the Tianqing Pohai Formation!
Yunxiang clenched a small bell in her hand. She gritted her teeth and stared at the group of demonic beasts that refused to move. After a long moment, she finally couldn't help but whisper, "The strongest among them is only level seven, weaker than you. Luo Jianqing, let's go out and kill them."
Luo Jianqing frowned. "We don't know if they have any way to tip us off, so it's best not to provoke them. If we do provoke an eighth- or ninth-level monster, we'll be in trouble."
Looking at the gradually rising dawn in the east, Yunxiang's eyes flushed with anxiety: "Do we still have time to wait?"
Luo Jianqing was speechless for a moment, then looked away.
Yunxiang's eyes gradually moistened as she looked at the silent, blue-robed monk with a complicated expression. She knew Luo Jianqing was right. If they didn't leave before dawn, they would only have a chance of being discovered by the enemy. However, if they failed to attack the monster, the possibility of being discovered would double!
However, the gradually brightening sky made Yunxiang unable to remain calm.
She stared at Luo Jianqing, her eyes gradually turning cold, and in the end she even sneered, looking very much like the arrogant red-robed demon cultivator she once was. She said, "Yes, you are not anxious, but I am. You know, even if we don't have time to break this Tianqing Pohai Formation, it will break on its own sooner or later, because the demon race can't maintain such a large formation forever. But if we don't break this formation now, it won't be the people of Taihua Mountain or your Guiyuan Sect who will die, but the people of my Demon Dao Palace, even my master!"
The Buddhist disciple slowly stopped fiddling with the Buddhist beads.
Luo Jianqing raised his eyes and looked at Yunxiang, his lips tightly pursed.
A tear slowly flowed from Yunxiang's eyes, down her fair cheek, and into her dry, pale lips. She kept staring at Luo Jianqing, just like that, as if she wanted to see through him.
"My master has less than three hundred years left to live. He will die sooner or later, and he may not even have the chance to break through in this lifetime, but I simply don't want him to die. When you die, you enter the cycle of reincarnation, but when my master dies, he will be reborn as an animal for 3.61 million lifetimes! Yes, he deserves to die." Yunxiang turned to look at the Buddhist disciple, "You, the monk, said that my master killed so many people, so he deserves this retribution. But do you know how many people my master has saved on the battlefield between the two races over the past two thousand years?"
"Why did he kill so many people when he was young? Have you ever asked why? And how much contribution did he make to humanity later? Have you ever seen it?"
The smile that always hung on the corner of the Buddha's mouth faded away little by little as Yunxiang spoke.
Yunxiang suddenly turned to look at Luo Jianqing: "You are the least qualified person to watch my master die! Luo Jianqing, if he dies, you will regret it for the rest of your life! My master is absolutely unable to withstand the demon army at this moment, and he is certainly no match for the Heavenly Demon Lord. Luo Jianqing, you will definitely regret it, you will definitely regret it, you will definitely regret it!"
There was a dryness in his throat, and Luo Jianqing's lips moved. Somehow, a bloody figure appeared in his mind.
Three years ago, he had traveled to the Demon Realm and met the legendary Demon Lord. All past events suddenly became a shadow. Luo Jianqing tried to recall the Demon Lord's appearance, but found that he couldn't remember it clearly. The other person's features were covered by a layer of mist, hazy and unreal. The more he recalled, the more he thought of Mo Qiu, and he couldn't remember the Demon Lord at all.
Luo Jianqing felt a pain in his head. He wanted to ask Yunxiang why he would regret this. But before he could say anything, Yunxiang's voice became hoarse as she quickly said, "They're gone!"
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