Chapter 60
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Chapter 60: Whose Net, Who is Trapped?
Li Hui and Lian Luosha didn’t rush to escape toward the courtyard wall because the nine-patterned anomaly Spirit Sense Talisman was present, allowing them to see the flickering lights outside at every moment.
Though the wedding procession passed through the wall, the groom was impressive! He could easily capture the Condensing Spirit practitioners of the Hidden Sky Sect with just one hand, indicating that his cultivation was certainly above the Concentrating Spirit stage. After standing nearby for a long time, he wasn’t watching the show but was focused on finding the flaws in the formation, leaving no room for hesitation and leading his team away just in time before the formation changed.
Lian Luosha wasn’t in a hurry to break through because she had some understanding of these talismans. Since the Ghost River Shattering Great Formation was built using the symbolic decrees left by the predecessors of the Jade Symbol Sect, it should offer the disciples a slim chance of survival.
Moments later, twelve enormous talismans floated into the air, each three feet long and one foot wide, with a black background, red characters, and edges radiating green light. Purple lantern tassels adorned the bottom of the talismans, dripping like blood.
The group of heroic spirits, covered in arrows, approached. The leading man handed the black flag to his subordinate and clasped his fists, saying, “Master, we are not mindless fools. Today, someone has set up a formation, causing harm to the citizens of the city. Although we’ve done our utmost to protect them, our strength is limited, and we only managed to save a small portion. We are willing to fully assist you in escaping danger, only asking that you help the victims of this calamity afterward.”
Li Hui felt a surge of emotion and thought, “What good ghosts! They are loyal and righteous; they fought bravely for Fusu City while alive, and despite their resentment, they didn’t harm the citizens. Even after death, they continue to maintain stability!” However, there was a divide between the living and the dead, and they could only express their goodwill in this manner.
“Good! Although I’m not a master, I promise to lend my help to the citizens to the best of my ability; this is a promise among men.”
“Thank you!”
Lieutenant Liu took the black flag, his voice ringing like iron, “Brothers, we were born at the wrong time. Before we died, we couldn’t defend the city; the resentment still lingers. Now that the evil ones are causing chaos, we will fight again. The Master possesses great merit and compassion; even if we perish, we will protect him through this crisis.”
“Yes, we will follow the Lieutenant’s orders!” Over two hundred heroic spirits shouted in unison.
The twelve talismans floated even lower until they touched the ground, producing a series of “popping” sounds.
The courtyard plunged into darkness, and even the sky seemed to turn black. Then the ground collapsed with a thunderous crash, causing the cultivators and ghosts who had entered the buildings to leap out.
“Damn it, the passage has collapsed! We’re about to reach the treasury gate!”
The frantic voice resonated, and Li Hui couldn’t help but laugh, calling out from a distance, “Brother Zhang has been gone for so long; I thought you had already entered boldly, standing inside embracing treasures! Haha, it turns out I was wrong! Clearly, you’re impotent, standing before the treasury gate but not entering—impressive! Impressive! I admire you, little brother.”
Lian Luosha covered her mouth and laughed hard, thinking her junior brother’s words were too harsh. To claim that the well-known flower thief was impotent was more excessive than any insult.
As expected, Zhang Tianhua couldn’t stand it and yelled, “Li Hui, just wait! I’ll tear your mouth apart soon!”
Li Hui continued to tease, “Brother, don’t play around! Only a woman would talk about tearing someone’s mouth apart. Are you seriously impotent, trying to cover something up by desperately brushing off the title of flower thief?”
“You… I’ll chop you into pieces right now…” Zhang Tianhua fumed. Quite a few women had been brought to life and death by him; it was outrageous for someone to question his abilities. Cultivators loved to capture rumors. If these words spread, how could he continue to operate in the circle?
Villains have their own circle; certain places are only open to scoundrels. Ordinary cultivators were unaware of this. If he faced doubts and severe consequences arose, it could seriously impact his future access to key relics, which is why Li Hui’s words hit his sore spot, causing him to fly into a rage.
However, at that moment, Zhang Tianhua was not the main character. Twelve black smoke figures rose from the ground, and countless evil ghosts let out roars, frantically consuming and killing, unleashing a terrifying aura in just a few breaths.
Lian Luosha tightened her grip on Li Hui’s arm, saying with alarm, “Concentrating Spirit Stage! They are hastily creating twelve ghosts that are infinitely close to the Condense Essence Stage through mutual consumption. Once they take form, they will be bloodthirsty! Who the hell is the sect targeting? It definitely can’t be the outer disciples of the Hidden Sky Sect; they’re not even worthy of the Concentrating Spirit stage…”
Li Hui looked at the twelve ghostly figures, feeling heart-stopping fear. Regardless of what plot the sect was brewing behind the scenes, for the cultivators present, it was a moment of life and death.
“Ha ha ha…” The strange laughter echoed, and the twelve gigantic ghosts, each standing six zhang tall, stepped forward.
“Thud, thud, thud…”
The ground seemed to drum, and with a single arm wave, one of the ghosts let out a horrific howl from Zhang Tianhua, who spewed blood and smashed into the ground, creating a crater. This was not the end; the ghost casually grabbed him in mid-air, its ghostly claws reaching toward him.
At the brink of death, Zhang Tianhua screamed and shrank his form into a dwarf, spitting out another mouthful of blood to shrink again. When the ghost’s claws swept by, they only caught a piece of clothing.
Li Hui raised an eyebrow, secretly marveling, “What a clever move, the Golden Cicada Shelling! This guy should have burrowed underground. To escape from ghosts that are infinitely close to the Condensate Essence stage—it’s no wonder the Hidden Sky Sect’s dozen inner disciples couldn’t capture him despite working together.”
Gao Yuhu stood in the crowd, feeling a thrill at Zhang Tianhua’s escape tactic. However, when he looked at the twelve enormous ghosts, even someone as steady as he couldn’t help but frown slightly.
Although Zhang Tianhua escaped, he had exposed a critical trump card, allowing outsiders to see his life-saving capabilities. If someone decided to target him, he would be in danger.
“Be careful!” Mo Xinghe retreated sharply.
Among the twelve giants, one with countless eyeballs on its face fixated on him and Bai Yulian. Even though the distance was not close, its gaze was palpable, piercing through their clothing.
“Clang, clang, clang…” Mo Xinghe heard sounds coming from his body. After the clothing was torn, it revealed a silver armor, but this armor only held up for two breaths before collapsing. To everyone’s surprise, underneath the silver armor was a close-fitting black leather armor, which held up for five full breaths.
“Boom!”
The black leather armor also turned to scraps, and at that moment, the power of the ghostly gazes weakened significantly. It directly bombarded Mo Xinghe, and bursts of golden light erupted, with scales of golden patterns ultimately blocking the gaze.
“Hiss? Is that the Dragon Scale pattern? And so remarkable in scale.” The cultivators were shocked; Dragon Scale patterns were rare, best for defense. To see one on an outer disciple of the Jade Symbol Sect was unexpected.
Bai Yulian’s reaction was quick; almost the instant the ghostly eyes stared, she fired six talismans with her hands, all of which were eight-patterned mirror shield talismans.
The talismans activated, the shields formed, and she retreated!
All her actions were completed in one breath. Bai Yulian didn’t hesitate—she threw out five more seven-patterned virtual cauldron talismans, conjuring a phantom of a large cauldron. Just as the ghostly eyes broke through her mirror shield, a muffled sound erupted.
A total of eleven talismans, eight-patterned and seven-patterned, were consumed before she extinguished that gaze; even with her accumulation, she could not withstand such consumption.
Suddenly, Li Hui and Lian Luosha both felt a shiver run down their spines, and a clear thought arose in their minds: it was their turn to face the onslaught.
