Daily Divination From Market Rogue Cultivator To Immortal Venerable - Chapter 359

Chapter 359 Suspecting an Undercover Agent, Zi Xi’s Mindset (Please Subscribe)

“An array?”

Zi Xi paused, a hint of purple flashing in her beautiful eyes.

She was somewhat surprised.

There were no array patterns around, and she hadn’t sensed any killing intent.

Not only her, but Wu Shuo and the others hadn’t noticed anything unusual either, so they all found it strange.

“Holy Maiden, why did you suddenly stop?”

“There seems to be an array here. Everyone, please use your abilities to check.”

Zi Xi’s voice was ethereal as she reminded everyone.

Then, she secretly transmitted her voice: “Fellow Daoist Li, is there really an array here?”

“Yes!”

Li Chang’an was very certain.

As a fourth-order array master, he was extremely sensitive to array traces.

There was a very special quasi-fourth-order array here, considered a fine example among quasi-fourth-order arrays, and extremely rare.

In the past, he wouldn’t have noticed anything unusual either.

But now it was different.

His eyes were deep as he looked in all directions, not only seeing countless well-hidden array patterns, but also a large number of beating hearts.

“It’s actually this kind of formation. Luckily, I noticed it beforehand.”

Li Chang’an secretly sent out a beam of spiritual light, sharing what he saw with Zi Xi.

Zi Xi’s beautiful eyes narrowed as she looked at one of the formations.

“There really is a formation.”

“Holy Maiden, this formation is a bit strange. Following the positions I gave you, cast a spell that surpasses the limit of the Golden Core stage in sequence.”

“Okay!”

Zi Xi trusted Li Chang’an enough and didn’t ask any further questions.

Next,

following Li Chang’an’s instructions, she cast more than ten spells in succession.

After a booming sound, more than ten array patterns related to concealment were erased.

The entire formation instantly appeared before everyone’s eyes.

“This is…”

Wu Shuo and the others’ pupils shrank, their faces showing shock.

Around them were thousands upon thousands of bright red hearts.

These hearts hung in mid-air, as if still inside their chest cavities, contracting and beating rhythmically and powerfully.

“Thump… thump…”

Countless beating sounds overlapped, deafening, like thunder.

Everyone felt an unbearable pain in their hearts, as if they were beating in unison with these hearts, the beating growing increasingly violent, as if their chests were about to tear apart, becoming one of the many hearts present.

Not far ahead of them

, as the concealment array disappeared, more than ten terrified corpses appeared.

Each corpse knelt on the ground, a gaping, bloody hole in its chest, its heart gone.

One of them was a disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect, a Golden Core prodigy, capable of fighting beyond his level. Although not as powerful as the Holy Son and Holy Daughter, he was considered one of the top Golden Core cultivators below them.

His strength far surpassed that of Wu Shuo and the other guest elders.

Yet, he had died here.

“Everyone, be careful. This array is rather strange. Fortunately, the Holy Daughter noticed it beforehand,”

Wu Shuo said gravely, a hint of lingering fear in his voice.

If they hadn’t noticed, their fate would likely have been similar to those dozen or so corpses.

Just then,

a sharp laugh rang out from outside the array.

“Hehehe, Zi Xi, what do you think of this ‘Myriad Hearts Return to Formation’?”

“Just a near-fourth-tier formation.”

Zi Xi’s tone was indifferent, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Her beautiful eyes looked towards a certain point outside the formation, her gaze deep and unfathomable, as if she could see through everything.

“Teng Ying, as the Holy Son of the Yellow Springs, is this all you’ve got?”

“Of course not!”

The Yellow Springs Sect Holy Son named Teng Ying laughed.

“This is just an appetizer. I want to see how many fourth-tier trump cards you have to break the formation, hehehe…”

His eerie laughter gradually faded away.

Clearly, in his view, this ‘Myriad Hearts Return to Formation’ was something an ordinary near-fourth-tier formation master couldn’t break.

If Zi Xi wanted to break the formation, she would have to use a fourth-tier trump card to break it by force.

But he overlooked Li Chang’an beside Zi Xi.

“The Holy Son of the Demonic Sect.”

Li Chang’an frowned slightly, looking in the direction Teng Ying had left.

In front of the people of the Demonic Sect, he didn’t want to reveal too much of his formation skills, otherwise he might be targeted.

Therefore, he stood still, making no move, and instead told Zi Xi the method to break the formation, letting her break it for him.

In just over ten breaths,

the near-fourth-order formation was completely broken.

Countless hearts around stopped beating, falling to the ground and turning to ashes.

“Phew…”

Everyone clutched their chests, letting out a collective sigh of relief, feeling much lighter.

After resting for a while,

they continued exploring this demonic sect stronghold along the blood river.

Not long after,

Li Chang’an transmitted his voice to Zi Xi again: “Holy Maiden, stop, we’ve entered the formation again.”

“Hmm?”

Zi Xi frowned slightly; she hadn’t noticed again.

Wu Shuo and Zi Yun also hadn’t noticed anything amiss.

This wasn’t their fault.

This formation was equally bizarre and inexplicable, not an ordinary near-fourth-order formation at all.

“The Illusory Dream Formation of All Beings.”

Li Chang’an’s expression was solemn as he stared ahead.

To the others, the river ahead still stretched endlessly, its waters teeming with severed limbs and extending into the dark depths.

But to him, the river of blood contained floating ice coffins. Within

each coffin

lay a cultivator who appeared to be fast asleep.

Li Chang’an quietly sent out a beam of spiritual light, sharing his vision with Zi Xi.

“Holy Maiden, this is the Illusionary Dream Array of All Beings. This array combines dream magic, pulling people into a dreamlike state, causing them to become completely immersed in it without any warning, and they will fall into its trap without even realizing it.”

“I see.”

Zi Xi looked around and found that many of her disciples had gradually developed a dazed look on their faces.

Even her sister Zi Yun was no exception.

They seemed to be sleepwalking, their bodies swaying slightly as they slowly walked towards the Blood River.

“Fellow Daoist Li, how do we break this array?”

“Simple, just shatter those ice coffins.”

Li Chang’an did not make a move, but continued to instruct Zi Xi.

He knew very well that the Yellow Spring Holy Son was observing the situation here.

Soon, a series of “boom” sounds were heard as Zi Xi shattered the countless ice coffins floating in the Blood River.

“Ah—”

Inside the ice coffins, those seemingly sleeping cultivators all let out sharp screams, perishing along with the destruction of the array, turning into ashes.

Wu Shuo and the others also awoke at this moment.

“Strange, I clearly went deep into this place and killed the hidden demonic cultivators, so why am I back here?”

Wu Shuo was somewhat confused, the bewilderment on his face not yet completely gone.

The other dozen or so were in the same boat.

One of them scratched his head and said, “I remember killing more than ten demonic cultivators, including one prodigy second only to the Demonic Sect’s Holy Son.”

“I didn’t kill any demonic cultivators, but I discovered the treasures they were hiding.”

“I also rescued some of my fellow disciples who were trapped…”

“…”

The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

After some discussion, they quickly understood the situation.

“We’ve fallen into the formation again!”

They all took a deep breath, their faces filled with lingering fear.

The Demonic Sect’s methods were truly too strange, impossible to defend against, and there were absolutely no warning signs.

No wonder, few of the cultivators who went in before came out alive.

“Thank you, Holy Maiden, for saving my life!”

Wu Shuo and the others thanked her in unison.

Zi Xi glanced at Li Chang’an subtly.

She had known Li Chang’an for many years and understood his thoughts without much conversation, so she didn’t explain anything.

At this moment,

the voice of Teng Ying, the Holy Son of the Yellow Springs, rang out again.

“Zi Xi, I didn’t expect you to be so well-hidden, actually proficient in array techniques. I underestimated you. However… if you don’t retreat, you will surely perish here today, becoming my prisoner, hehehe…”

Before he could finish laughing ,

Zi Xi cast a spell.

With a loud boom, a tattered puppet appeared and fell from mid-air.

Clearly,

this puppet was controlled by Teng Ying.

Zi Xi ignored his threat.

She led the group deeper, gradually approaching the core area of this underground world.

Suddenly,

the Blood River became turbulent.

“Splash…”

The river surged and churned, the stench of blood so strong it was nauseating.

The scarlet surface of the river suddenly swelled, as if gaining sentience, transforming into wave after wave of crimson waves, crashing towards their location.

Furthermore,

within the Blood River,

all the severed limbs and broken pieces began to move.

They pieced themselves together, connected by blood, forming grotesque and eerie crimson monsters that roared as they charged towards the group.

“Is that all the power you have? We can handle this without the Holy Maiden’s intervention!”

Wu Shuo snorted coldly and unleashed a spell.

The next instant,

more than ten blood-red monsters exploded.

The surging blood-red wave was also blocked by the other guest elders.

It seemed that Zi Xi didn’t need to intervene; they alone could neutralize the opponent’s attack.

However, Li Chang’an frowned, noticing the anomaly, and decisively transmitted his voice to Zi Xi.

“Holy Maiden, immediately use your fourth-tier power to break the formation with brute force.”

“Fellow Daoist Li, have we fallen into a formation again?”

“That’s right!”

“But I didn’t sense any formation.”

Zi Xi was somewhat surprised; this was the third time.

This time, the change didn’t seem like a formation, but rather caused by some kind of demonic magic.

Li Chang’an explained to Zi Xi with a solemn tone.

“Holy Maiden, this formation is called the Blood River Trapping Formation. When it first activates, its power is unremarkable; even ordinary Golden Core cultivators can withstand it.”

“However, if it cannot be broken quickly, its power will rapidly increase, preventing those trapped within from escaping and causing them to sink deeper and deeper…”

In the short time he explained, the formation’s power had already increased significantly!

Both the churning blood river and the crimson monsters born within it grew stronger and stronger.

Wu Shuo and the others could only barely cope, unable to escape.

Seeing this,

Zi Xi didn’t hesitate at all, directly taking out a fourth-tier talisman.

“Break!”

Instantly, golden light shone brightly, and the golden flames on the talisman transformed into a gleaming golden spear, blasting forward.

Boom!

Countless crimson monsters suddenly exploded.

The scarlet river water that was devouring everyone was also blasted open, creating a large hole.

Zi Xi waved her jade hand, immediately leading everyone away from the formation’s range.

Almost simultaneously, Teng Ying’s chilling voice rang out.

“Zi Xi, you were so decisive. It seems you recognize this Blood River Trapping Formation. I really suspect you might be a spy planted by my Demonic Sect.”

Zi Xi’s eyes were cold. Without saying a word, she smashed the puppet that was speaking not far away.

Wu Shuo and the others turned pale.

In that brief moment, each of them had smashed countless blood-red monsters, and their magical power had been consumed by more than half in a very short time.

If it weren’t for Zi Xi’s decisive action, they would probably have been completely trapped in the Blood River soon.

They immediately thanked Zi Xi again.

“Fortunately, the Holy Maiden is knowledgeable and recognizes this kind of formation, otherwise most of us would have been in grave danger.”

“It’s nothing, you all need to rest and recover.”

Zi Xi’s hand flashed with spiritual light, and more than ten pills appeared, which she distributed to everyone.

At this moment,

she also had doubts in her heart.

Why could Li Chang’an recognize these strange formations?

Today, the three formations they had encountered in succession were not ordinary formations, but seemed to be unique to the Demonic Sect.

Recalling Teng Ying’s earlier mention of a “Demon Sect spy,” Zi Xi couldn’t help but glance at Li Chang’an a few more times.

Li Chang’an remained as before.

He wore a white robe, his temperament gentle, carrying a faint fragrance of herbs, like a naturally grown spiritual herb, his aura incredibly comforting.

He didn’t seem to be a member of the Demon Sect.

Li Chang’an noticed her gaze and, without needing to speak, immediately understood her thoughts.

“Holy Maiden, the reason I recognize these three formations is because I’ve had some fortuitous encounters with formations in recent years, not because I’m a Demon Sect spy.” “Don’t

worry, Fellow Daoist Li, even if you were truly a Demon Sect spy, I would give you a chance to escape.”

“…”

Li Chang’an was speechless.

They had known each other for a long time, fought side by side several times, and accumulated years of friendship, yet all they got in return was a chance to escape.

Clearly,

Zi Xi deeply hated the demonic forces.

Seeing that everyone’s auras had recovered, she led them closer to the core of this underground world.

Not long after, dozens of demonic cultivators suddenly attacked.

“Fellow Daoist Li, is this an array?”

“No, just ordinary demonic cultivators.”

Li Chang’an used his fourth-order array technique and fourth-order stone eye to examine the area carefully, but he couldn’t detect any trace of an array.

After a battle,

Wu Shuo and the others quickly killed these demonic cultivators.

Demonic cultivators appeared one after another along the way, but they were all easily killed.

The Yellow Spring Saint Son, Teng Ying, never appeared again, seemingly having exhausted all his methods.

Not long after,

Li Chang’an sensed the aura of some righteous cultivators.

Zi Xi also sensed it, her beautiful eyes looking into the depths of the Blood River.

“It’s Junior Brother Wei, he’s still alive.”

Soon, the others also sensed this aura.

Wu Shuo smiled and said, “It’s the aura of Saint Son Wei Renjie and his many disciples. They were the first cultivators to enter this place; I thought he had met with misfortune.”

The Wei Renjie he mentioned was one of the newly promoted Saint Sons of the Purple Cloud Sect.

This person possessed considerable strength and talent, but acted somewhat recklessly, having entered this place a month ago.

Zi Yun whispered, “Sister, Wei Shengzi must be trapped. Let’s hurry and rescue him.”

“Okay.”

Zi Xi followed the scent and quickly found the place where Wei Renjie and the others were trapped.

It was an isolated island above a river of blood.

They were all listless, covered in blood, and severely injured, lying on the ground.

When Wei Renjie saw Zi Xi, his face did not show joy. Instead, he shouted anxiously, “Senior Sister, hurry! We are just bait. There is a trap here!”

“Hehehe, too late!”

Accompanied by a sharp, eerie laugh, Teng Ying’s true form appeared.

His face was sallow, his body thin and hunched, and a smug smile appeared on his wrinkled, gaunt face.

The next moment

, a loud “boom” was heard, and the millennia-old ice above everyone’s heads shattered.

Endless torrents of blood rained down from the sky, like a celestial river overturning. The blood was filled with stark white bones, accompanied by crimson array patterns, instantly engulfing the area where everyone stood.

“Zi Xi, this is a true fourth-tier grand formation, the Yellow Springs Bone-Melting Formation!”

Teng Ying said smugly, standing outside the formation.

“Even a fourth-tier grandmaster of formations would need considerable effort to break this formation. I suspect your formation skills haven’t reached the fourth tier yet. With only your fourth-tier trump cards, you won’t last long.”

Hearing this,

Wu Shuo and the others’ expressions changed drastically.

They never expected to find a true fourth-tier grand formation here, and in such a bizarre way.

The only reason they hadn’t died within the formation was because Zi Xi had temporarily blocked its power with her treasures.

Before her, a pendant shimmered with spiritual light, blocking all the blood.

However,

the light on that pendant was visibly dimming.

At the current rate, it could only hold out for a dozen more breaths at most.

“Holy Maiden, what should we do now?”

“No need to panic.”

Zi Xi’s tone remained calm, without the slightest ripple.

She had many trump cards up her sleeve, not just this pendant, enough to sustain her for a long time.

“Fellow Daoist Li, do you have any means to break the formation? If not, I will ask my master to intervene.”

She secretly transmitted her voice, asking Li Chang’an.

As she spoke, a jade tablet appeared in her hand.

As long as she crushed this jade tablet, True Monarch Zixia would sense her location and know that she was in danger.

Li Chang’an replied telepathically, “Holy Maiden, this formation is somewhat complicated. Please hold out for a while longer.”

Hearing this, Zi Xi was somewhat surprised.

“Fellow Daoist Li, are you confident?”

“Seventy percent confident.” “

Seventy percent?”

Zi Xi thought to herself.

Based on her understanding of Li Chang’an, his “seventy percent” was at least “ninety percent.”

Moreover, Li Chang’an had not used any treasures to break the formation, but was simply observing quietly.

Recalling the various situations she had experienced before,

Zi Xi finally understood the reason.

She parted her lips slightly and asked in a voice transmission, “Fellow Daoist Li, have you become a true fourth-tier array master?”

“Yes.”

“No wonder you needed those two treasures.”

Zi Xi gave Li Chang’an a deep look.

Even with her composure, the thought of fourth-tier techniques made it difficult for her to remain calm.

She couldn’t help but recall their first meeting at the Qingyun Sect, when Li Chang’an was just an insignificant rogue cultivator huddled in a corner of the main hall.

Back then, their status and strength were worlds apart.

Later,

they met again in the ruins deep within the Black Dragon Mountains.

At that time, Li Chang’an displayed near-third-tier array techniques, not particularly outstanding, just enough to warrant a second glance.

At the time, she couldn’t understand why Li Chang’an had refused her invitation.

She even thought that Li Chang’an would one day regret it.

But later,

Li Chang’an’s performance became increasingly outstanding, repeatedly shattering her expectations and even astonishing her, the Holy Maiden of a Nascent Soul sect.

Decades passed in the blink of an eye, and all the past events faded away.

In some aspects, Li Chang’an has already reached the pinnacle of the entire cultivation world, making him someone she can only look up to.

Just then,

Teng Ying’s unpleasant voice rang out again.

“Zi Xi, why aren’t you speaking? Do you still intend to break the formation?”

(End of Chapter)