Chapter 20

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Chapter 20: The Powerful Spell

It was a tiny magic spell, existing only on that thin piece of paper.

However, the magical elements of the world had gradually been drawn to it, forming a new magic spell on the paper.

Wen Yun reached out her hand, but an invisible barrier blocked her from touching it.

Everyone could see that something was strange. Shen Xinghai tried to reach out and touch it, but his hand was blocked by a sudden barrier. Even though the size was different, the feeling was just like the spiritual array outside Blizzard Island!

Someone exclaimed in surprise, "Martial Sister Wen, you have recreated this spiritual array!"

No, this isn’t recreating the spiritual array, this is constructing a magic array that functions exactly the same as the spiritual array!

"The array core is the key point of an array, to break the array, one must first find the location of the array core and then destroy it."

Wen Yun stood up straight, holding a paper filled with array patterns in her hands, squinting her eyes slightly. "So every array master will try to hide the array core in various ways. This array master is very cunning, using ordinary methods to break the array will never correctly locate the core. Instead, it will make the spiritual array more difficult due to several failed attempts."

She slowly raised her head and looked at the group of monks in the distance at Tianyin Temple. "They are the example."

The ascetic monks with golden bodies of arhats were able to create slight cracks in the spiritual array when they first struck it, but now it was becoming increasingly difficult.

The young monk at the forefront even had blood trickling down from his head, yet they continued to strike the array with eyes filled with compassion, chanting scriptures repeatedly.

Senior Brother Zhu Erchong scratched his head in confusion, "So you mean, the spiritual array is getting harder and harder to break? How can we still get in?"

"Find the key point, join forces to break through and then we can get in."

He became even more confused, "But didn’t you just say that the thief who set up the formation couldn’t figure out the position of the key point?"

Wen Yun raised her hand to bid farewell, then raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Senior brother, I didn’t say we would use ordinary methods."

Waves of spiritual power fluctuations continued to rise with the distant breaking of the formation, Wen Yun touched the spiritual formation with one hand, and held the magic formation with the other hand, slowly sensing it.

As the last ray of light was submerged by the sea level, the position of the spiritual formation finally shifted to overlap with the magic formation, the two formations reflecting each other like mirror images, and the two key points completely merged–

"It’s a match!"

Wen Yun exclaimed loudly, then pointed to a certain place on the sea, "Attack there!"

As soon as she spoke, the eight sword cultivators unsheathed their swords without hesitation and flew up, after several cold flashes, a wave of madness surged on the sea, causing the previously indestructible formation barrier to dim slightly.

The girl’s eyes flashed, standing high on the cloud boat, she shouted clearly, "All practitioners, listen to my command, unite to break the formation!"

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"Hmm? Someone actually found my formation eye!"

Qian Lishen, who was lying down, suddenly opened his eyes, licked his tongue and said, "Interesting, interesting. Could it be Young Master Qing Hong from the Yu family?"

The person behind him immediately replied, "Young Master Qing Hong has not arrived, but many disciples from small sects have come. The crowd outside is getting bigger, it seems that someone stumbled upon us by accident."

Qian Lishen propped his cheek with one hand and half-lay down, "I am actually looking forward to someone breaking my formation, but alas… just finding the formation eye once is not enough."

As the young ancestor of Blizzard Island, Qian Lishen’s talent in formations was extraordinary. He excelled in playing with those who tried to break his formations, and his formations were ever-changing. Even the elders in the sects had a headache dealing with them.

The Spirit-gathering Array was his pride and joy, which he spent ten years perfecting. It was a magnificent piece of work that needed to be showcased, to let those from other sects see the power of Blizzard Island’s formations and teach them not to underestimate the art of formations. This sword-testing event was the perfect opportunity.

And indeed it was so. The aura formation with changing formation eyes was unique in the world! Besides himself, who possessed the Spirit-gathering Array disc, no one else could predict the next location of the formation eye!

Qian Lishen had a smile on his lips, but it suddenly froze before he could speak.

"How is that possible!" he exclaimed.

The second position of the formation eye was broken again!

Qian Lishen got up with a serious expression on his face. The first time could be seen as luck on the other side’s part, but what about the second time?

He took out the formation disk and quickly calculated the next position of the formation. Great, the next position is even more hidden, the other side will definitely not be able to find it…

"Snap—"

A small crack appeared in the Spirit-gathering Array disk.

The third moving position of the formation eye was once again deduced by the other side!

What’s even more terrifying is that this time the other side broke the formation eye in just half an incense stick’s time, the speed of breaking the formation is getting faster and faster, while the speed of the formation eye’s escape is becoming slower!

The formation disk in his hand cracked open a larger gap again, Qian Lishen gritted his teeth and flew up.

"The fourth time!"

"The fifth time!"

"The sixth time!"

The opponent was like a stubborn bug, difficult to shake off. Just as the formation was changing, even before Qian Lishen could react with his formation plate, the formation extinguished once again.

"Hateful, hateful!"

Qian Lishen’s eyes turned slightly red, shouting angrily, "Which old troublemaker dares to break my spiritual formation by relying on their cultivation level!"

With such fast speed, even if not at the Transmigration Realm, they must be at the peak of the Soul Changing Stage. Only experts of this level could ignore his formation and forcefully break it. The Swordsmanship Contest is a competition among juniors, must be some old fellow protecting his disciple making a move!

He ripped out a teleportation talisman, swiftly flying towards the coastline. In his hands, he had already grasped the various spiritual jade that stabilized the formation, ready to personally guard the formation!

Just as Qian Lishen stepped onto the shore, a very soft cracking sound suddenly rang out.

His steps faltered to a stop, feeling as if plunged into a cold cave, staring intensely at the shattered disk in his hand.

The Spirit-gathering Array that he had worked on for ten years… completely destroyed.

Suddenly, a burst of bright light appeared in the dark sky, causing ripples in the spiritual power barrier surrounding the entire coastline, then slowly fading away like melting snow.

Countless people entered Blizzard Island at the same time, but none dared to rush ahead or leap onto the shore. They maintained a respectful distance from the group of sword cultivators at the forefront, with a hint of fear and reverence.

The sword cultivators carefully protected a petite figure in the middle.

She stepped on the moonlight on the water, her cold gaze resembling the moonlight tonight. The sea breeze rustled her white shirt, as if she could fly away at any moment.

Qian Lishen stared blankly at the approaching figure, getting closer and closer. She wasn’t some ancestor from a famous family, only a… young girl?

Was it really this inexperienced young girl who broke his array?

His breathing became rapid, and he awkwardly took a step back, hesitating to approach.

However, the other person already saw him. The girl walked straight towards him politely and asked, "Excuse me, are you a senior brother from Blizzard Island?"

There was only him around. He couldn’t back off, so he coldly nodded his head stiffly.

Wen Yun breathed a sigh of relief, "That’s great. Can you arrange food and lodging for us? We’ve been tired and stranded outside all day."

The senior brothers were fine, reaching the Golden Core realm, not needing to eat unless they were greedy. But Wen Yun was different, she was hungry!

Although there were Inedia Pills and dry rations on the cloud boat, the taste of those things was really bad, beyond just saying they were hard to eat.

Unexpectedly, the handsome junior brother opposite her, instead of showing hospitality and arranging food and lodging immediately after hearing her words, his eyes lit up and asked a question that was irrelevant, "You’ve been stranded for a day. Did some senior expert take pity and break the formation?"

Wen Yun calmly shook her head, and her Martial Sister Mengran beside her smiled and said, "There is no senior expert, but the expert who broke the formation is right in front of you."

Sure enough, it was her.

Qian Lishen’s heart sank, but when he met such a stunning face, he couldn’t say anything. He just felt a sour and bitter sensation in his chest.

Wen Yun also saw the lost expression on his face, and guessed that he was embarrassed because someone had figured out his family’s tactics, so she casually said, "That tactic is indeed very clever."

The handsome young man’s face visibly regained some color, and those words truly comforted him.

She felt relieved and decided to praise even more, "The ingenuity of the spirit array is the most impressive I’ve ever seen, it took me two full hours to decipher it."

You see, Wen Yun was truly a master of tactics back in the Magic World. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have dared to create her own forbidden spell. Maybe the High Pope of the Light Church dares to say his mental power is stronger than Wen Yun’s, or perhaps the leader of the Dragon race dares to say his flames are fiercer than Wen Yun’s, but no one dares to show off their tactics in front of Wen Yun because she has too much honor and her name is too long to remember.

That would be humiliating for oneself.

For Wen Yun, the most challenging tactical formation she had ever encountered was the defense formation of the God of Darkness Temple, which contained a hundred intermediate formations layered beneath a thousand smaller formations. It took her a whole month to break through it.

So, setting up formations like the Spirit-Gathering Array at the Golden Core Stage and spending two hours deciphering it was already considered impressive.

"Two hours…"

Qian Lishen kept muttering these words repeatedly. His pride and joy for the past ten years was deciphered in just two hours by the other party?

He felt like he was struck by lightning, couldn’t hear any sound, and walked back slowly like a zombie.

Wen Yun looked at the young boy leaving in surprise, and couldn’t react for a long time.

Brother Zhu Erchong frowned as he held the sword, "Why are the people from Blizzard Island so strange?"

"I think they must have delved too deep into studying formations, making their brains not work properly."

Fortunately, after a while, the disciples from Blizzard Island responsible for reception finally reached the shore. When they saw so many people entering, they were all dumbfounded. They barely managed to maintain their composure and continued to guide them onto the island.

They dispersed to guide and receive visitors from various sects, but none of the people behind managed to surpass the group of white-clothed sword cultivators in the front.

Finally, a monk from Tianyin Temple walked forward slowly, holding a wooden fish in his hands.

The delicate young monk at the front looked to be only around ten years old, with a hint of innocence on his face. Despite this, his expression was kind and compassionate. He handed the wooden fish to the disciple behind him, then clasped his palms together and bowed, saying, "The monks of Tianyin Temple thank all the members of Qingliu Sword Sect and this female donor."

The monk behind him also bowed silently in gratitude.

After leaving Tianyin Temple, there were a group of strong young men from the Jiang family carrying big knives.

They stuck their knives into the sandy beach, clenched their fists, and shouted loudly, "Jiang family of the East Continent, thank you Qingliu Sword Sect friends, thank you younger martial sister!"

"Xiling Gate thanks Qingliu Sword Sect friends, thank you this younger martial sister!"

"Thanks from Infinity Mountain…"

…

Regardless of their cultivation level, at this moment, all the cultivators on the sea thanked Wen Yun!

The author has something to say: Wen Yun: I actually wanted to comfort him, but accidentally stabbed a knife into his chest.