Chapter 188 Luring the Snake
"Haha, I can do this too." Seeing how simple it was, Ji Rong also started carving. She not only carved the word "困" (kùn, meaning trapped or confused) in the common language of the demon race, but also carved it in divine script and celestial script.
The inscriptions carved by Ji Rong were all small; she hid them within the large "困" characters carved by Zhan Shi and Shan Wu.
Then, imitating Zhan Shi, she inserted the spirit crystal into the center of the character "困" (trapped).
Once it was finished, she brought Zhan Shi over to look at it and asked, "Do you think my carving is acceptable?"
Zhan Shi formed a hand seal with both hands, drawing the spiritual energy within his body into the golden, flowing "trapped" formation. Then, he cracked the spiritual crystals on the divine and celestial scripts, allowing the spiritual energy inside to permeate the inscriptions.
Then, Zhan Shi placed a palm into the character "困" (trapped), and immediately felt his bear paw being pulled. He said happily, "Fellow Daoist Ji, this is even more effective. You should inscribe more of these characters."
Upon hearing this, Ji Rong immediately raised her head proudly and sprouted wings.
She said "okay" aloud, but in her heart she thought smugly, "Being fluent in multiple languages is truly advantageous anytime, anywhere!"
Then, she began to carve with both wings and claws. She inscribed the Celestial Race script with one claw and the Divine Race script with the other, and so on, adding thousands more densely.
After the spirit crystals were placed, Zhan Shi used the small stones from Shan Wuyong to connect the characters for "trapped".
He piled up five thousand spirit crystals at the end of the connection, made hand seals and chanted incantations. Only when the stones and the characters disappeared into the dust did he stop and say to Shan Wu and Ji Rong, "The Thousand-Character Stone Formation is complete."
Fellow Daoist Ji Rong, your feathers are too beautiful; you should quickly cover them up.
You stay here. If any enemy cultivators enter the formation, you will manipulate these spirit crystals to inject spiritual energy into the stone lines, thus activating the formation.
If the enemy cultivator who entered the formation is killed, then you should stop. This way, we can use this trapping formation for a little longer.
After doing all this, Zhan Shi made Shan Wu hide his figure and lie prone to the side.
He took the gun down himself and went outside the trapped formation.
He dragged his gun, deliberately making a loud noise, and when the snakes in the distance raised their heads to look in his direction, he fell straight to the ground.
Zhan Shi's massive body fell to the ground, raising clouds of dust, and for a moment, the area was filled with yellow dust.
Upon seeing that it was Zhan Shi, the snakes over there exclaimed, "Quickly go and tell Grandpa Jin Tang that the bear is coming again."
Before long, an old, earth-green snake emerged from the stone house. It slithered to Zhan Shi's side and lashed its tail across Zhan Shi's body with a series of sharp, slapping motions.
But Zhan Shi remained motionless. The golden tail touched Zhan Shi's body, and the bear meat immediately stiffened.
Upon further examining Zhan Shi's breathing and chest cavity, Jin Tang could detect absolutely no signs of Zhan Shi being alive.
He immediately exclaimed with delight, "Minions, quickly invite the Yellow Sand Demon King and the Sharp-Footed Demon King over! We can have a bear feast tonight!"
The snakes slithered back and soon brought back the large cauldron. A large, earth-green snake, a white-feathered iron-clawed eagle, and a group of kings quickly approached this place.
Upon hearing that good meat had been delivered to their door, the two emperors couldn't wait to come out.
As soon as the eagle arrived, it tried to peck at Zhan Shi's head, but the giant snake blocked it with its tail. The snake said, "Fellow Daoist, don't be in such a hurry. Let's cook and eat him."
The iron-clawed eagle protested, "Cut it off, I want it alive."
The snake and the eagle were discussing how to eat it when suddenly Shan Wuzi emerged from the shadows, baring his teeth and saying, "Fellow Daoists, I hunted this bear. What do you mean by this?"
The giant serpent and the iron-clawed eagle, both at the Emperor Realm, were initially quite surprised to see Shan Wu emerge and were about to retreat.
But when they heard the "I" implied in Shan Wu's words, a feeling of contempt welled up in their hearts. They both wondered to themselves if this tiger was some wandering rogue cultivator from somewhere.
He immediately changed his mind and secretly began to drool over Yamanashi's muscular body.
"If we can surround and kill this tiger, we won't have to worry about food supplies for a while." The snake and the eagle exchanged a glance and instantly understood each other's resolve.
The snake immediately slithered to the side and laughed, "Where did you come from, fellow Daoist? Now that you have come to my Jin clan, we should treat you well. Fellow Daoist, your timing is perfect. Let's enjoy this bear feast together."
"Okay." Shan Wu took two steps toward the giant python, grinning and drooling, "But, does he agree?"
Then, Shan Wu's claws suddenly moved like lightning, grabbing the giant snake and throwing it into the trapping formation behind him.
Zhan Shi stood up, threw a spear, and hit one of the eagle's wings. Then Zhan Shi grabbed the iron-clawed eagle's wounded wing and dragged it toward himself.
The aura of the four emperors permeated the yellow sand and rocks, causing the lower-level cultivators to flee in all directions.
As soon as the royal python entered the formation, it was as if it had sunk into tens of thousands of pounds of sand and gravel.
Golden runes emerged from the sand, binding the giant serpent and making its movements extremely difficult.
Knowing it had fallen into the formation, the giant serpent repeatedly swept its tail to try and sweep away the inscriptions. However, these small inscriptions were numerous and agile, and despite its great effort and consumption of spiritual energy, it could not destroy them in one strike.
Shan, unseen by anyone, rose up and entered the formation. He plunged one claw into the giant snake's vital spot and grabbed its head with the other, slamming it to the ground. In an instant, yellow dust flew up, obscuring everything in a hazy gray.
The giant serpent screamed repeatedly, then transformed into a celestial being with a yellowish-green body, sharp teeth, and a thick tail.
He broke free from Shan Wu's claws, took a deep breath into the air, and saw gusts of sand swirl up with the wind, transforming into sand snakes that opened their mouths to bite Shan Wu.
The python kings that had retreated to the side also rushed over and attacked Zhan Shi.
In no time, Shan Wu's body was covered in blood and flesh.
Just then, thick tree roots emerged from the yellow sand and dust, quickly climbing up the body of the king python and wrapping around its tail and limbs.
The giant snake immediately transformed back into its serpentine form, attempting to break free from the constraints of these strange tree roots.
Shan Wuli instantly transformed into a celestial being, and once again extended his claws, digging into the neck of the sovereign serpent, pulling out a huge Dao pill.
Then Shan Wu transformed back into a tiger's head, biting the snake's head repeatedly before spitting it out, scattering the snake's brains all over the ground.
The entire Abyss of Crossing Calamity echoed with the wails of the python king. As if the wind and sand knew he was about to die, they howled incessantly in the air, and dark clouds covered the sky, with heavy rain about to fall.
A colorful bird flew out from the roots at some unknown time, pecking at the body of a python king like a pecking insect, and then quickly pecked out the python king's Dao core.
When the other kings tried to capture and devour her, she disappeared into those strange roots.
"Monster!" all the python kings thought in unison, trying to escape, but they were too late.
The Great Python is dead! Its limp body was tossed aside by Shan Wu, and the Sand Serpent has turned back into yellow sand, flying through the air.
The Great Python is dead! Howling yellow winds, lightning flashing across the sky, and torrential rain pounded down on the earth, as if the heavens and earth were wailing.
Shan Wu brandished its claws, grinning maliciously as it charged towards the nine python kings. Its regal aura was palpable, causing the nine kings to slow their movements by a third.
Thick tree roots emerged from the sand and dust, transforming into nine strands that bound the nine python kings. Ji Rong called out from behind, "Uncle, hurry!"
Shan Wu waved his claws and swiftly harvested the Dao pills of the python kings from among the thick roots, like an old farmer entering a bountiful vegetable garden on a rainy day. Although he was soaked, he was very happy!
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