otherwise, it's like a wild bull without direction. The demon blade and claws before him were in this state. Lu Xiaoteng wasn't trying to destroy them, but to sever the already fragile connection bet...“This icy eye is something I obtained by chance, it lies between a treasure and a secret technique. It seems like Wen Daojun entered the formation like this, he must be connected to those several array masters who watch the moon. Could it be that even they would be helpless against this formation”
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Li Xiaotiao was surprised, and didn't want to dwell too much on his own Zhenhuan Bingtong. He shifted the topic to Wen Changyun. As a great cultivator, Wen Changyun dared to enter the formation, relying on more than just his personal understanding of formations.
More than six days ago, I had seen such a peculiar object as the Lingxi Conch. Wen Changyun's life was tied to this battle, so he should also have similar or even more remarkable magical artifacts for communication. After all, the way of formation is ever-changing, and every formation master excels in different formations. Although everything changes but returns to its origin, at least the formation masters on the Qingyu continent are far from reaching that state of unifying all streams into one source.
“This Ghost Clan has a way to isolate divine consciousness, and the transmission of all divine consciousness and sound. The Shadow Transmission Orb in my hand, within thousands of miles, can transmit the image in front of me. Right now, there’s not even a single movement inside.” Wen Changyun said helplessly, his palm spread open, revealing a turquoise orb, pigeon egg-sized, in his palm.
The Transmission Orb is far stronger than something like a Memory Stone, thousands of times over. This kind of strange object is extremely rare, and even this orb is useless. It seems Wen Changyun being trapped in the formation is not undeserved.
“Six friends, your methods are extraordinary. Do you have a good plan If we delay any longer, I'm afraid the soul Pixiu won't be able to hold on.” Wen Changyun’s face was filled with worry. In the past, he would never ask such a question twice to someone who was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul. But right now, Wen Changyun truly had no other options.
“Let me try it first!” Xiao Mo once again invoked the power within his jade pendant. The icy glow returned to his eyes between his brows. He looked around, and the towering white bone gears surrounding him were still turning slowly. At a glance, they seemed ordinary, but those who ventured into the center knew that the ten white bone gears constantly shifted their positions. The bone chains driving the gears were undoubtedly forged with ghost clan secret techniques. Even Wen Changyun’s flying sword couldn't damage them. Xiao Tian didn't think much of it.
The chilling gleam of Zhen Huan Bing Tong shifted from the bone chain to the white bone gear. The originally ordinary, almost invisible white bone towering gear now had a faint layer of prohibition flashing in its center. From within this prohibition, wisps of extremely pure ghost power constantly flowed, leading to the bone chain and pulling the towering gear into constant rotation.
Little Tian continued to search through this thread of pure, almost ethereal spiritual energy, peeling away the layers like silk. His intuition told him that perhaps this intensely pure spiritual energy was what powered the Ten Directions Vajra Wheel Array.
What exactly is it that possesses such terrifying power Even Wen Changyun's peerless magical abilities seem to pale in comparison, lacking several levels entirely.
"Six Daoist friends, what happened" Looking at the cold light radiating from the ice pupils on the six Xiaotian's foreheads, and seeing their grave expressions, Wen Changyun couldn't help but anxiously ask. With the fate of the Wan Yue Cultivation World hanging in the balance, how could he maintain the composure of a seasoned cultivator
"Not yet." Little Tian shook his head. Following the flow of ghostly energy, he passed several white bone towering gears and looked around. Finally, in the center of these white bone towering gears, a raised black semi-circular protrusion appeared, with a thick layer of black light wall covering something inside. The restrictions on this light wall were even more formidable.
However, in the process of looking for loopholes in the formation, there was no obstruction from any other ghost clan. Xiaotian's heart was quite surprised. In fact, Chen Xiaottian didn't know that this Shifang Zhenlu Wheel Formation could not only confine humans, but even if ghosts went deep into it, they would have no way out. There were records of several ghosts who had entered the formation and died in the past.
Moreover, once this formation is activated, even a great cultivator like Wen Changyun would find it difficult to inflict any harm upon it. The Ghost Clan's confidence in this formation is undoubtedly immense.
"Little guy, I'm counting on you." Looking at the astonishing restrictions on the black light wall, 6 Xiaottian thought to himself that his attainments in formation were not weak, but facing this restriction was also helpless. It is estimated that it would take at least several hundred years to understand its principles, and as for breaking the formation, it was even more distant. Under such circumstances, 6 Xiaottian could only think of the Boundary Worm as his only hope. The Boundary Worm wriggled its round body, looked around, then began to excitedly bite with its mouth, just like before. Its mouth still carried cheerful chirps.
"Senior Brother, what kind of creature is this" Even though he was a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, he couldn't help but feel envious when he saw the object that Little Tian had taken out. This person, who sat on the resources of the Ancient Sword Sect and was in the late Nascent Soul stage, couldn't even tell what kind of creature this little black bug was. And Little Tian’s icy eyes, with a flashing cold light between his brows, seemed to be extraordinary. He also didn't know what it was.
"This insect was obtained by chance in the market of Wangyue City when I was still in the Qi Refining stage. As for what it is exactly, I'm not too sure." Xiao Tian shrugged his shoulders. Whether this insect was a Pojie Worm or not, from its performance, Xiao Tian also had some confusion in his heart. Since his debut, he seemed to have never encountered a formation that this fellow couldn't break through. The current attack-and-defense integrated Ghost Clan formation was like this."
The semicircular light barrier was gnawed by the boundary worms, gradually disappearing into nothingness. Inside, a square black crystal box, about ten feet in size, was revealed. Inside the black crystal box, a prism-shaped crystal stone, entirely black and without a trace of impurities, floated. Even across this black crystal box, one could feel the terrifying ghost power contained within that prism-shaped crystal stone. Compared to the power of a late-stage Ghost King, it was far superior.
From the prism crystal, wisps of ghostly power continuously emanated, flowing along the bone chains connecting to the black crystal box and spreading onto the towering white bone gears.
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"Such pure ghost power, could it be the legendary Ghost Crystal" Wen Changyun gazed at the crystal-like black obsidian prism, his face filled with astonishment.
“What is ghost crystal” 6 Xia Tian asked in astonishment.
“As cultivators, the stones we use are spirit stones. However, even in this world, top-grade spirit stones are extremely difficult to find. Spirit crystals surpass even top-grade spirit stones; they are used by Nascent Soul cultivators. Like spirit stones, spirit crystals are also divided into grades – superior, middle, and inferior. Even the lowest grade of spirit crystal is far superior to a top-grade spirit stone. Conversely, the Ghost Race also has ghost crystals. Judging from their aura, the purity of their ghostly essence is simply astonishing. It’s very likely they are ghost crystals.” Wen Changyuns took a deep breath and said to Xiao Tian.
Lingjing, ghost crystal Little Tian's heart trembled as he heard this, as if the mysterious world of a divine transformation cultivator had revealed a glimmer to him. At this time, with the semicircular enchantment outside the black crystal box broken, the voidworm's body swelled slightly, but it showed no interest in that square black crystal box. It then transformed into a ray of light and entered Little Tian's palm.
Please: m.lvsetxt.ccined a large sum of treasures left behind by Xuanqing. He still owed this favor. 。Keeping things bottled up inside never feels good. 。The higher the cultivation level, the less one likes to owe favors...