novelapdf Chapter 567 Hidden Away! Encountering Wang Teng Again!
Chapter 567 Hidden Away! Encountering Wang Teng Again!
In a short time, thirty or forty cultivators had perished in the dragon's jaws, including many experts in the late Nascent Soul stage.
In an instant, screams, the sound of magical artifacts exploding, and the roars of demonic beasts mingled together, turning this royal hunting ground into a living hell.
On the high platform of the Forbidden Garden, Qin Taiyue suddenly stood up from his seat.
The scene displayed in the spiritual light water mirror changed the expression of even this Nascent Soul cultivator who was used to seeing grand scenes.
Blackwater Xuanjiao!
This demon king has been suppressed deep in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons for hundreds of years, and the restrictions have always been stable. How could it suddenly collapse?
He turned around and sternly asked the steward behind him when the teleportation array could be repaired. The steward replied in a trembling voice that it would take at least two days.
Two days?
By the time the teleportation array is repaired, there probably won't be a single contestant left in the valley.
Qin Taiyue's face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.
But he was, after all, a Nascent Soul cultivator. When he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and reopened them, his expression had returned to calm, but there was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.
He coldly gave the order:
"Inform the king that someone will be sent immediately to repair the formation!"
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The appearance of the Blackwater Xuanjiao turned the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons into a slaughterhouse.
Within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, all five prefectural teams had been wiped out.
Those Nascent Soul cultivators who were once powerful and influential in the outside world were like paper in front of this mid-stage Divine Transformation Demon King. They couldn't even put up a decent resistance before being corroded into a pile of white bones by the black breath.
In the desolate camp of the allied forces, Han Yueshan stared solemnly at the black dragon shadow circling in the distance, his fingers turning slightly white from the force he exerted.
Ma Chengkong's face turned ashen, and his lips trembled as he was unable to speak.
"The valley entrance is sealed off, and the teleportation talisman is no longer effective. If this continues, the demon king will eventually sweep over here," Han Yueshan said in a deep voice, a barely perceptible tremor in his voice. "We can't withstand even a single breath from it."
Chen Fan stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the black dragon shadow in the distance. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke: "If you can't stop it, then don't."
He took out eight battle flags from his storage bag.
He crafted this array flag in his spare time in the Golden Bowl space. It is more than enough to conceal his presence!
Then, Chen Fan placed the eight array flags around the perimeter, made hand seals, and uttered a low shout.
The next second, all eight banners simultaneously lit up with a grayish-white light!
The lights intertwined, forming an array that was over ten feet in diameter.
The moment the formation was completed, everyone inside felt a lightness all over their bodies, and most of the omnipresent pressure from the demon king was blocked.
From the outside, the entire formation, along with the figures inside, seemed to blend into the air, making them difficult to discern with the naked eye and even harder to detect with divine sense.
Han Yueshan's pupils contracted slightly.
Even with his full divine sense activated, he couldn't detect the existence of the formation, despite being a peak mid-Nascent Soul cultivator!
You should know that he was standing inside the formation.
This means that the formation's concealment effect has reached an extremely terrifying level; even ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators could walk right past it without noticing anything amiss.
The Medicine Daoist was even more amazed, circling the array flags several times while muttering to himself, "I've never seen this array pattern before. It doesn't seem to belong to any of the array formations circulating in this world; it's more like an ancient, lost array formation..."
Ignoring the astonishment of the crowd, Chen Fan sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.
His face was calm, but his mind was as clear as a mirror!
Figuring out this hidden formation is just a stopgap measure.
The Blackwater Xuanjiao was, after all, a demon king at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, with perception far exceeding that of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Once it finished sweeping the outer perimeter and began searching piece by piece, this formation might not be able to hide from its divine sense.
The only chance of survival is to hold out until outside rescue arrives, provided that the Great Yu Dynasty does not stand idly by and watch all the candidates be wiped out!
As time slowly passes!
The Blackwater Xuanjiao ravaged the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons for two whole hours, and nearly a hundred cultivators had died in its mouth.
The remnants of the defeated troops in each prefecture employed various survival methods: some hid in crevices in the rocks, some burrowed into the bottom of the swamp, and some used secret treasures to conceal themselves.
However, these methods were mostly ineffective against the Nascent Soul Demon King, and the Black Water Xuan Jiao would take away several lives with each dive.
Chen Fan remained motionless.
His divine sense quietly observed every move in the outside world through the array, like a crocodile lurking at the bottom of the water, patiently waiting for the right opportunity.
Until he noticed the unusual movements of a group of monks.
That was the troops from Youzhou.
Wang Teng, leading four Nascent Soul cultivators, was seen quietly moving south along a dried-up riverbed.
They were heading not towards the valley entrance, but towards another group of cultivators who were fleeing in disarray!
The other team was from Jiangzhou.
The six remaining cultivators from Jiangzhou had just escaped death from a breath attack by the Blackwater Xuanjiao. Each of them was injured and exhausted, and they were huddled in a pile of rocks, panting.
They were then pounced on by Wang Teng and four other Nascent Soul cultivators from the Wang family, like hungry wolves.
Without uttering a sound, the Wang family cultivators launched their killing blows. The Jiangzhou cultivator didn't even have time to scream before being cut into several pieces.
Wang Teng easily searched the Jiangzhou cultivator's talisman and storage bag, then quietly left!
Chen Fan watched this scene quietly from the shadows, and sneered inwardly a few times.
It seems the Wang family members are all cut from the same cloth.
Wang Teng acted all high and mighty in the auction house, but when it came to a life-or-death situation, his true colors were revealed.
Instead of thinking about how to join forces to defend against the demon king when he is running rampant, they take advantage of the chaos and kick him when he is down.
Such a person is of no benefit to anyone, especially since he and the Wang family are sworn enemies.
In particular, every extra day Wang Teng survives in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons adds another layer of uncertainty to his life.
Since we've run into them, we might as well kill them.
Thinking of all this, Chen Fan took the Black Soul Banner off his waist and held it in his hand!
With a thought, he silently disappeared into the shadows of the dense forest like a wisp of smoke.
A moment later, Chen Fan moved through the dense forest like a ghost, maintaining a distance of about a hundred feet from Wang Teng's group.
Unaware of this, Wang Teng led four Nascent Soul cultivators through the dense forest, seemingly searching for the next group of lone cultivators.
Time slowly passed!
Finally, Wang Teng's team stopped in a clearing in a dense forest.
Ahead of them, two groups of cultivators were engaged in combat!
One team was from Jianzhou, and the other team was from Mingzhou.
The two sides, who should have been working together under the threat of the Demon King, seem to have gotten into a dispute over some treasure and are now fighting fiercely.
Seeing this, Wang Teng quietly led his men to surround the area, clearly intending to wait for both sides to be severely weakened before reaping the benefits.
Just then, Chen Fan made a move.
He removed all his disguises and appeared behind Wang Teng like a ghost.
"Who is it!"
Wang Teng was stunned. He sensed something was wrong the moment Chen Fan appeared.
He shouted sharply, and a flash of fire appeared in his hand, revealing a crimson fire sword. He then slashed behind him with the sword.