Chapter 2078: A Trap Set for the Enemy, Danger at Every Step!
Chapter 2078: Chapter 2078: A Trap Set for the Enemy, Danger at Every Step!
Upon hearing these words,
Huo Xiedao’s expression completely froze.
Ye Qiubai waved the jade pendant in his hand and said, "Alright, no need to ask him any more. We already know the location; let’s head straight over."
Chu Ran crossed his arms and frowned, "Can we trust this?"
Ye Qiubai glanced at Chu Ran, "Whether you trust it is up to you. Compared to a betrayer, I trust him more."
At this moment, Yang Shao chimed in, "Currently, there aren’t any better solutions. Judging by Huo Xiedao’s expression, it seems to be correct."
Yang Shao’s words were meant for the others.
He believed that those trusted by Ye Qiubai, Hong Ying, Xu Yeming, Ning Chenxin, and in the Supervisory Temple, Mu Fusheng and Jiu Bailu, could not be underestimated.
After all, he’s witnessed too many incredible things among Ye Qiubai and his group...
"Indeed, there is no better choice." Ba Xiyue decided emphatically, nodding, "Time is pressing; every moment of delay means more deaths. Let’s move out."
Following Fang Qiong’s instructions, the group swiftly arrived at a spot three feet southeast of the Guardian Mansion.
This place looked no different from others, surrounded by dark red blood mist churning with evil aura.
But if one sensed carefully, they could notice slight stagnation in the movement of the blood mist here, like an invisible reef in a river.
"Seven feet above ground." Ye Qiubai looked up at that void.
Hong Ying focused for a moment, nodded, "There are indeed weak space fluctuations, but very unstable."
"Three breaths time..." Qin Zhao tightened his grip on his sword, eyes sharp, "We must succeed in one go."
Time was tight. Outside Zhenyue Mountain, Han Shouyi, Lu Mingyuan, Jiang Yi, and twelve worshippers were fiercely battling with seven Peak of Formless Realm evil cultivators, their clashes echoing through the sky.
Meanwhile, the death toll continued to rise.
"Are you ready?" Ye Qiubai looked at the group.
Everyone nodded.
"Let me break it." Ba Xiyue took a deep breath, retrieving a golden token, the token for the Banan Royal Family to mobilize the Power of National Fortune.
She raised the token high, chanting ancient spells, as Emperor Dragon Qi surged from the token, transforming into a tiny Golden Dragon, rushing at the void seven feet above the ground!
"It’s now!"
As the Golden Dragon touched the space, the void trembled violently, and a dark red fissure wide enough for two people to walk side-by-side suddenly tore open!
Inside the fissure, instead of rocks, was a twisted blood-red path, deep within which dim lights flickered, the pathway leading inside the mountain!
"Enter!"
Ye Qiubai and Hong Ying charged in first, followed by Xu Yeming and Ning Chenxin, with the others following in succession.
The span of three breaths passed swiftly.
Behind them, the fissure suddenly closed, and the blood mist filled the space once more, as if it had never opened.
...
Inside the passage.
All around were constantly writhing and twitching blood-colored barriers, as if inside a giant beast’s blood vessels, with a sickeningly powerful evil aura and stench filling every inch of space, continuing to erode everyone’s mind.
Ning Chenxin pondered for a moment, summoned a miniature Heavenly Jade Treasure Tree into his palm.
It was the Heavenly Jade Treasure Tree!
The faint golden light emitted by the Heavenly Jade Treasure Tree enveloped everyone, allowing them to breathe a sigh of relief.
The passage twisted downward into the mountain’s depths.
The farther down they went, the heavier the evil aura, even hearing countless resentful souls crying out in despair, the remnant souls of countless beings devoured by the Evil Formation, doomed never to reincarnate.
"This Evil Formation...has harmed so many." Ning Chenxin’s expression grew somber, the Dao Law in his hand glowing slightly, attempting to comfort those wailing remnant souls, but with little effect.
Yang Shao frowned heavily, saying, "According to ancient records, the Holy Sect always acts this way, resorting to any means to achieve its goals. But this time’s scale is indeed larger; it seems their plot is not small."
After proceeding for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the front suddenly opened up.
The end of the passage revealed a gigantic natural cavern.
The cavern was irregularly round, nearly a hundred meters in diameter, with a high ceiling faintly showing natural stalactites, now stained dark red, dripping sticky Blood Pearls.
What lay in the center of the cavern made everyone’s pupils contract.
It wasn’t the expected array hub or rune core.
But rather an altar completely constructed from nine layers of bones!
The altar stood about thirty meters high, each layer densely embedded with human skulls, eye sockets flickering with ghostly green fire. At the altar’s peak, a dark purple crystal more than a meter in diameter floated, its interior with thick, dark red energy gently circulating like a beating heart.
With every pulse, immense evil aura sprayed from the crystal, following the cavern’s countless blood-colored veins to the exterior, maintaining the massive Blood Prison Soul Refining Array encircling the border!
Even more disturbing, around the altar, a complex blood-colored seal book was inscribed on the ground, its patterns composed of solidified blood, with faint black gas rising. At eight positions around the seal book, there were pitch-black flags, moving without wind, embroidered with sinister ghost faces.
"This is the real array hub..." Yang Shao gasped, "That dark purple crystal, likely condensed from the blood essence and souls of at least ten thousand cultivators, is the energy source for maintaining such a large-scale Evil Formation!"
Qin Zhao’s grip on his sword tightened, veins bulging, "Destroy that, and the Evil Formation will collapse!"
However, just as they were about to act—
An abrupt change occurred!
The eight pitch-black flags suddenly shook violently, and the sinister ghost faces on them simultaneously opened their scarlet eyes!
"Cackle cackle...finally arrived..."
An eerie and sinister laughter echoed in the cavern, the source unclear.
The black light from the eight flags intensified, and from each flag emerged a vague dark shadow. The shadows quickly solidified into eight figures draped in Black Robe, their faces shrouded in shadow.
They were not physical beings but similar to soul bodies, yet their aura was formidable, each reaching the Dharma Realm level!
The leading figure in Black Robe lifted its head, its shadowy gaze swept over the group like a snake, finally fixating on Ye Qiubai, Hong Ying, Xu Yeming, Ning Chenxin.
Ye Qiubai and the others frowned.
The feeling...as if from beginning to end, it was all a trap, a carefully crafted deadlock!
Moreover, eight Dharma Realm strong figures...these eight were all soul bodies, yet vastly exceeded their current realm.
"Quicker than expected, seems like what that person said was true, we cannot underestimate you." One dark shadow slowly spoke, the voice hoarse like sandpaper scraping.
Upon hearing this.
Ba Xiyue and the others’ faces turned grim.
"You deliberately led us here?" Ba Xiyue’s face turned extremely sour.
Dark shadows laughed for a moment, "Too late to realize now! Banan Divine Kingdom...Chu Family...Supervisory Temple and Qingcheng Mountain, the prodigies from these four forces would serve well as the first step in our Holy Sect’s revival. Accept your death willingly, and you might find it easier!"