Geng Qi still remembered their first meeting in Ge Feng Town. Yang Tianhui, as an envoy, went to the Crescent Moon Pavilion to invite him downstairs for tea. He imitated the sycophantic manner of a playboy to the best of his ability.
"What a great show that was directed and acted by himself!"
He couldn't help but sneer, his words full of sarcasm.
Yang Tianhui remained unmoved. Since things had come to this point, any sophistry or explanation would be superfluous. Once this person was inside the cave, he could not be allowed to leave. He suddenly reached out and threw something at Geng Qi: "This is what you dropped."
Geng Qi caught it subconsciously, looked down, and couldn't help but twitch his brow.
It was a red necklace, made of rough material, but with exquisite craftsmanship.
Geng Qi knew from the moment the spirit seal lit up that the killing formation had been set up in advance and was waiting for him. He had been wondering where he had given himself away, but now it seemed that he was not the one who had given himself away at all.
This necklace is clearly a woman's item!
Just because it's red doesn't mean it's his!
He couldn't reveal the female lead's identity and cause more trouble, so he had no choice but to accept it.
Taking advantage of his distraction, Yang Tianhui was about to activate the killing formation when a series of hurried footsteps approached from the cave entrance. A disciple ran in, not even glancing at the people in the formation, and said to Yang Tianhui with a solemn expression, "Elder, the soul lamps of the three elders sent to Gefeng Town have been extinguished."
Everyone guarding the cave entrance was startled.
The Soul Lamp is a life-certificate left by the sect elders within the sect in case of unforeseen circumstances. When the lamp goes out, the person dies, their soul is scattered, and there is no possibility of survival.
Yang Tianhui's pupils constricted, and when he looked at the people trapped in the formation again, his previous composure vanished: "Who exactly are you people?"
you?
Geng Qi raised an eyebrow slightly. Had they already fought Qing Han in Ge Feng Town?
Noticing the apprehension in Yang Tianhui's eyes, Geng Qi laughed and said, "What? You've been using this person for so long, and you still haven't figured out his identity?"
Yang Tianhui's gaze darkened.
He had long realized that these two men who claimed to be brothers were no ordinary people, but he never expected their strength to be so terrifying. The three elders he sent to Gefeng Town were all at the Nascent Soul stage, and there were also several Golden Core stage disciples assisting them, yet they were destroyed along with their souls.
No longer daring to underestimate their enemy, the formation in the cave was activated, and a strong wind rose, causing the clothes of those in the formation to flutter.
Geng Qi narrowed his captivating peach blossom eyes slightly, put away the necklace, and stroked the golden patterns that had spontaneously appeared on his wrist since entering the cave. He smiled faintly and said, "You think this broken formation can kill me?"
Yang Tianhui said, "Let's give it a try for now."
The blood feud is irreconcilable; if this person doesn't die today, all their efforts will be in vain.
Geng Qi knew he couldn't run away. He had finally found the place, and if he left now, all his efforts would be in vain!
Having made up his mind, a gust of wind swept past him, like a sharp blade grazing his shoulder. He clenched his hand in mid-air, and the long whip appeared in his grasp. He swiftly lashed it out, meeting the wind blade. The Phoenix Tail Bone Whip instantly burst forth with golden light, even more dazzling than the shimmering spirit seal. Geng Qi slightly curled his lips, and with a slight exertion of force, the whip's tail bent and landed on the spirit seal on the cave wall.
Yang Tianhui's expression hardened slightly as he activated the spirit array to try and fight back. Suddenly, his face turned deathly pale, a metallic taste rose in his throat, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.
Geng Qi leisurely retracted his long whip, tugged at it in his hand, and said, "Your spiritual seal isn't very solid!"
"You..." Yang Tianhui glared at him angrily, but his eyes betrayed his shock.
In the blink of an eye, he could see clearly that the spirit seal was not broken, but rather absorbed by the long whip in his hand and transformed into the spiritual power of his attack!
Without him making any move, the spirit seal was destroyed, the killing formation was broken, and a somewhat cold voice rang out in the cave: "This kind of formation is better left for slaughtering sheep!"
The wind blades in the formation, powerful enough to instantly kill a Nascent Soul cultivator, were transformed by him into wind pressure that surged towards the cave entrance. Some disciples, caught off guard, were swept out of the cave by the wind. Upon seeing this, Yang Tianhui disregarded his own internal injuries and set up a protective shield in front of him, barely managing to block the wind pressure.
When Geng Qi saw him make a move, his smile widened. He lightly stomped his feet on the ground and moved backward. The long whip danced in his hand like a piece of silk, shimmering with golden light and beautiful. However, the effect was completely opposite. With several loud bangs, the stone platform shattered, the cave walls collapsed, and the entire ground began to tremble.
Yang Tianhui had already overestimated the man's cultivation level as much as possible and asked the sect for help, hoping that the spirit array could hold him off for a while. He did not expect that this man's strength was extraordinary and he was seriously injured in an instant, leaving him with no power to fight back.
He stood up abruptly and roared, "Everyone, form a formation!"
"Too late!" The voice came from mid-air. Geng Qi stood in the air, and his smiling face gradually darkened: "Elder Yang, you are indeed meticulous and do things without leaving any loopholes, but what you shouldn't have done is to use the wrong person."
The bone whip had somehow wrapped around his wrist. Surrounded by golden light, his body was a dazzling red, as fiery as fire. He slowly raised his hand, and several purple fireballs spun in his palm, shooting rapidly toward the stone doors in the cave.
Yang Tianhui was greatly shocked and rushed over to build a mound of earth on the stone gate. He had just built a mound when there was another loud bang overhead. Huge rocks fell in chunks, smashing onto the Yan Dan Sect disciples who had rushed into the cave. In an instant, cries of pain filled the air. The Bone Rock Cave completely collapsed, leaving only billowing smoke and dust.
Geng Qi stared intently at the stone doors. Just like the previous secret chamber, countless people were imprisoned inside the stone doors, their expressions blank and motionless, their bodies shrouded in wisps of black energy, all showing signs of demonic possession.
He lowered his eyes slightly, about to step forward to check, when a loud bang came from the sky. He quickly looked up and saw three people appear one after another from the top of the hole he had broken open. Lightning gathered in their hands and merged into one as they fell, striking him down relentlessly.
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