UGB Chapter 87 Trap
Chapter 87 Trap
Ancient cave dwelling.
A disciple of the Demon Flame Sect hurried into an exquisite and beautiful ice crystal courtyard.
"Young Master! The teleportation altar in the Panlong Secret Realm has been repaired!"
The icy crystal door in front of them opened with a click. Lian Feihua, dressed in a long crimson dress, stepped out gracefully.
"It took a little over a day... but it was faster than I expected." Her gaze swept over the disciple. "Come on, let's go and drag those rats out."
"Wait a minute." A cultivator surnamed Zhao from the side room pushed open the door and came out. "The situation inside the secret realm is still unclear. Let me take some people in to investigate first."
Lian Feihua frowned slightly: "According to data collected by the Tianxing Sect over the past few centuries, there are no particularly dangerous ancient demonic beasts in the Panlong Secret Realm."
The cultivator surnamed Zhao said directly, "The Heavenly Star Sect has not personally entered either, and they only speculate based on ancient books. How can we believe it completely? If the young master insists on leading the team in, he should send a message to ask the sect leader for permission. If he agrees, and if the sect leader agrees, I will have no objection."
Upon hearing this, Lian Feihua bit her lip, finally suppressing her reluctance, and waved her sleeve, saying, "Alright! Uncle Zhao, go in first to scout ahead. Remember, I'll leave those few to hunt down."
The cultivator surnamed Zhao nodded slightly, then turned and left the Ice Crystal Courtyard.
Within the Panlong Secret Realm.
The previously calm space where Lin Jingchu and his group had appeared suddenly rippled, like waves on water.
Immediately afterwards, one after another, crimson figures appeared out of thin air, totaling twelve or thirteen people.
"Such abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth." The Zhao surname cultivator, who stood in mid-air, let out a low sigh.
Then he patted his storage bag, and three antique jade pendants flew out.
The cultivator surnamed Zhao made a hand seal and pointed it in mid-air. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth rapidly gathered, and the three jade tablets shone brightly, circling around for a moment before automatically forming a triangular formation.
The apex of the triangular formation points directly towards the massive waterfall that cascades down like a white ribbon.
A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the cultivator surnamed Zhao, his killing intent palpable. "Go! Find those fools who don't know their own mortality! Retrieve the Panlong Jade Token!"
He had been playing cat and mouse with Lian Feihua for a long time and was getting impatient. Now was the time to act swiftly and decisively.
The dozen or so disciples of the Demon Flame Sect behind him immediately set up their flying magical artifacts and swarmed towards the direction indicated by the jade tablet, leaving only the cultivator surnamed Zhao and two disciples waiting behind him standing in the air.
Less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea after those disciples left—
"Rage—!"
A sharp, high-pitched roar came from the sky. The distant clouds were suddenly torn apart, and the huge four-winged dragon eagle reappeared.
Its four wings flapped wildly, stirring up gusts of foul wind, and it rushed toward the cultivator surnamed Zhao and his companions at an astonishing speed!
Faced with such power, the remaining two disciples weren't particularly nervous. The Elder Zhao before them was a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, while this was merely a level four demonic beast.
"I didn't expect to gain anything so soon after entering the secret realm," the cultivator surnamed Zhao sneered.
Just as the four-winged dragon-eagle flew over and swooped down with its ferocious claws carrying a fierce wind, a flash of crimson-gold light appeared beside the cultivator surnamed Zhao, and the "Heaven-Burning Mirror" spun out.
The mirror was aimed at the giant demonic bird that was rushing towards it, and a point of crimson light suddenly shone brightly in the center of the mirror!
The next moment, a thin, hair-like crimson ray of light shot out from the mirror, cut through the air, and precisely pierced the brow of the four-winged dragon eagle!
Before the four-winged dragon vulture could even utter a scream, its ten-zhang-long demonic body streaked past the three of them like a meteor and plunged into the vast forest below!
With a muffled boom, the demon's body smashed through countless towering ancient trees, stirring up clouds of dust.
A disciple behind him quickly descended on his flying sword, returning moments later with a storage bag filled with demon beast resources.
The cultivator surnamed Zhao calmly accepted the item and casually put it away. His gaze returned to the distant waterfall, awaiting the results of his disciples' search.
Before long, a sound transmission talisman flew from the sky to our eyes.
He pointed a finger, and an urgent voice rang out: "Elder! We have been ambushed! Several of our fellow disciples are trapped in the 'Inverted Five Elements Formation'!"
"The Reversed Five Elements Formation?" The cultivator surnamed Zhao frowned. "Isn't this the mountain-protecting formation?" After a moment's thought, he transformed into a streak of crimson light and disappeared into the void.
The two disciples behind him hurriedly activated their flying swords and chased after the direction in which the light had disappeared.
A crimson streak of light pierced the sky, then abruptly stopped, revealing the figure of a cultivator surnamed Zhao.
"Elder Zhao!" Several Demon Flame Sect disciples who were on guard outside the perimeter bowed to the newcomer.
The cultivator surnamed Zhao ignored it and looked down at his feet. He saw that the huge waterfall was now completely enveloped by a hazy white mist covering a radius of a hundred feet.
Through the mist, seven or eight disciples of the Demon Flame Sect could be vaguely seen scurrying around the formation like headless flies. At the same time, hundreds of golden spirit bees were mixed in with the formation, constantly harassing and attacking these disciples.
These spirit bees were obtained from the black-faced cultivator. In the spirit beast bag from which they were harvested, there were not only a queen bee but also hundreds of worker bees.
Although Lin Jingchu could not control these worker bees, he could release them into the formation and let them attack indiscriminately, which would be a good way to disguise himself as a cultivator from the Spirit Control Sect.
Meanwhile, Lin Jingchu's clone was hidden somewhere in the formation, holding the main formation flag and calmly controlling the operation of the formation.
The cultivator surnamed Zhao made a hand seal, and the surface of the Burning Heaven Mirror shimmered with light. A crimson beam of light, as thick as a water bucket, shot out and blasted fiercely towards the white mist.
"boom!"
Where the beam of light struck, a solid, multicolored protective shield instantly appeared, easily blocking the terrifying crimson beam of light.
"Although its power is not as great as the original formation, it is still quite remarkable that it can be materialized into a weapon." The cultivator surnamed Zhao praised, but his hands did not stop, and the Burning Heaven Mirror blasted out several beams of light in succession!
At his signal, several disciples who arrived behind him each raised a large banner and began chanting incantations and casting spells.
In the blink of an eye, a blue flame shot out from the tip of the flag, gathering in mid-air into a green fireball the size of a house—the very secret technique of the Demon Flame Sect, "Azure Sun Demon Fire."
As soon as the Azure Sun Demon Fire took shape, it spewed out a continuous pillar of cyan fire, which, together with the crimson pillar of the Burning Heaven Mirror, violently impacted the five-colored protective shield.
Under the continuous attack of the crimson light and blue flames, the five-colored protective shield quickly dimmed and fluctuated violently, finally collapsing completely with a "crack".
The white mist from the Inverted Five Elements Array quickly dissipated.
Inside the formation, Lin Jingchu's clone unhesitatingly threw out several talismans, shattering the array plates that had cracked due to the forced breaking of the formation. Then, without looking back, he rushed into the cave behind the waterfall!
Without the protection of the great formation, the golden spirit bees were quickly either killed or driven away by the disciples of the Demon Flame Sect.
The cultivator surnamed Zhao extended his divine sense, but it was blocked by a layer of light blue light at the entrance of the cave—it was the "Azure Mist Formation".
"You've got quite a few tricks up your sleeve." The cultivator surnamed Zhao sneered. The Burning Heaven Mirror flashed red, and a beam of crimson light swept across, instantly shattering the waterfall curtain and the cyan light screen together.
Then, he transformed into a crimson beam of light, passing through the swirling water droplets and rushing straight into the cave! Apart from the two disciples who stayed behind, the remaining disciples followed closely behind, carrying their magical artifacts.
Two disciples who remained behind the roaring waterfall hovered above the pool, their backs to the waterfall, warily scanning the surrounding mountains and forests.
"Senior brother, I heard there are two female cultivators among them, and they are quite beautiful, but I haven't seen them just now." The disciple on the right gestured towards the cave.
The disciple on the left said nonchalantly, "Anyway, it's not our turn, so what if we see it..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
Behind them, in the rushing water of the waterfall, a transparent figure was swept down by the current, then silently approached the two people from three feet behind.
The disciple on the left felt a sudden chill in his chest.
He looked down in disbelief and saw a gleaming, blood-stained knife tip protruding from his chest. The excruciating pain and the rapid loss of life made him open his mouth to scream, but only a gush of bloody foam came out.
The disciple on the right turned his head in horror and saw his fellow disciple being stabbed through the heart, as well as the figure that suddenly solidified from the splashing water, with cold eyes.
Before he could even scream, a silver wheel hurtled towards him.
"No--!"
The short, stout disciple only had time to raise a thin layer of protective spiritual light before the silver blade wheel swept past him like a hot knife through butter.
The protective aura shattered instantly, but the blade wheel continued its momentum, slicing across his neck.
A head flew into the air, its face frozen in extreme terror. The headless corpse swayed, then plunged into the deep pool below, along with the flying sword beneath its feet.
From Lin Jingchu's first appearance to the execution of the two Foundation Establishment disciples, only a blink of an eye passed.
Without even glancing at the two falling corpses, he patted his waist without hesitation—and a set of array plates and flags flew out.
It is still the "Inverted Five Elements Formation", but this time it has a quarter of the power of the original formation.
"A mere Core Formation cultivator, nothing special." Lin Jingchu looked at the waterfall, now shrouded in mist again, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
Deep within the cave, the cultivator surnamed Zhao, who had once again easily broken through an illusionary formation blocking his path, suddenly felt a sense of unease.
Along the way, he had broken through three protective arrays and four illusion arrays in succession... When did the people of the Yuling Sect become so proficient in array formations?
He stopped, his divine sense surging forward like a tide. This time, there were no magical formations to obstruct him, and he easily detected the figure of the blue-robed cultivator fleeing at high speed ahead.
Just as he was filled with doubt and deep thought, his disciples caught up with him on their magical artifacts.
"Elder?" The disciples looked at the Zhao surname cultivator who had stopped, their faces filled with doubt.
The cultivator surnamed Zhao did not answer, but instead reached out and grabbed at the rock wall beside him without hesitation. A giant claw formed of crimson spiritual light easily tore off a large piece of hard rock as if it were tofu.
The rock in the spirit claw instantly turned into sand and fell down in a flurry.
However, the cultivator surnamed Zhao's expression suddenly changed, as there were more than a dozen rice-grain-sized, extremely hard foreign objects in his spiritual claws.
next moment--
Under the illumination of everyone's spiritual light, the entire rock wall of the passage was instantly lit up with countless points of pale purple light.
The dark cave seemed to transform into a galaxy fallen from the summer night sky, dazzling and dreamlike.