"Young Master," Ling’er’s voice cut through the mist, clear and sharp as a lotus leaf parting the waters,
"It is unwise to proceed without proper understanding of the dangers that lie ahead... This one doesn’t mean to question Young Master but that tunnel seems dangerous, we should wait and let someone decipher it, if we went ahead we would be the target of others, we have already lost 10 members..."
"Sister Ling’er is correct, it’s unwise to enter first, we would attract unwanted attention," Yi Xin Xue said voice as gentle and melodious as a hummingbird.
Zhao Fan paused in his step, turning his gaze back to Ling’er, her eyes, cool and sharp, held a warning within their depths.
"What concerns you?" His tone was patient, like a father inquiring about a child’s troubles, "Just wait for one long Agar incense time and they shall be resurrected,"
Ling’er’s lips, rosy as the dawn, parted slightly upon hearing the words.
They will be resurrected? How?
The mist ahead is not mere darkness, but a manifestation of countless curses and resentful spirits left behind from the wars of the primordial era.
To step in without caution is death, but you will be resurrected after one long Agar incense time.
In this domain, one has three lives, those foolish Daoist brothers and sisters died, which means they shall get revived but with cultivation even suppressed.
Current cultivation: Fifth stage of Qi Saint realm.
1st death: 3rd stage of Qi saint realm.
2nd death: 2nd stage of Qi saint realm.
3rd stage: 1 stage of Qi Saint realm.
And not just that, aside from the 10 teams who enter first, all others who enter later will have one life reduced and have their cultivation suppressed to the 3rd stage of the Qi saint realm powerhouse.
Yet, Zhao Fan can’t help but praise their awareness going first would make everyone remember them, and some will even think of making him their enemy while some may choose to ignore crossing paths with them.
His fingers danced through the air, weaving intricate patterns that glowed faintly with a soft, magical light.
The air around them seemed to shift, as if the very fabric of reality was bending to his will.
Array, runes, sword intent? Everything is suppressed to the first stage.
A barrier was created within 2 breaths with complex runes floating around, not only that, but he even created two first-grade qi-gathering arrays, one inside his day heart and one into his supreme meridians above his navel.
This way, he can recover Qi faster just by breathing and walking without having to sit and cultivate.
It’s just that the cultivation has been suppressed and adding a third gi-gathering array might cause Qi reversal.
"Let’s move... With this barrier I can protect five people more easily than fifteen," Zhao Fan uttered without saying anything more.
With the fifth stage of Qi Saint cultivation, he can barely maintain this barrier for five minutes because this barrier is made for four different arrays and multiple runes making sure his Qi is constantly depleted.
"Ah, Young Master... That’s a complex array patterns and runes even for a grade one and you are using so many of them, you may not hold for a minute," Yi Xin Xue said after all, as the Immortal master her knowledge is as vast as the sky.
With that, the four women, Ling’er, Yi Xin Xue, Saintess, and Jia Mei, the woman who was a master in defensive formation followed behind.
From time to time... Jia Mei, glanced at Young Master and the array formation. It was masterfully crafted and shows no flaw. Such a complex array and created just with breath at such a young age?
She couldn’t help but shudder, realizing the vastness of her own insignificance before such brilliance.
A hundred years she had wandered the mortal realm, hailed as a prodigy within the sects at making formation, yet now, faced with this heaven-shaking formation, her so-called talent seemed laughably small.
Let alone a Young Master fifth her age.
At that moment, her heart made a decision like a sword finding its path, she must not perish here, she must follow Young Master’s path and survive and if fate allows gain some enlightenment.
These roots ran too deep to end her.
As they reached the end of the tunnel, the barrier cast by Young Master Zhao dissolved, not with a shatter, but with a celestial grace turning into a small bird and flying high just to turn into silverstardust, like a dream at dawn,
What profound mastery... To control such an intricate array, embedded with ancient runes, and still have the clarity to ward off the corrupting mist and twisted tentacles, with precision for a long time, with the cultivation base of the Qi Saint realm
Just how deep was the sea of Young Master?
But fate had not yet relented. A cluster of tentacles surged forth again, shrieking with corrupted malice...
Nevertheless, one by one, they were cleaved into mist, his sword intent sang like wind through the pine.
Leaving a bright slice in a dark space.
His finger, glowed with a blue aura, as he stood emotionless looking at the vast space.
It seems they have arrived at ruins, where the demons sing and humans dance, until their death.
Not a metaphor but the truth.
"Young Master what about others, you said they will be resurrected..." Ling’er spoke but Zhao Fan simply hushed her.
He looked at a statue... It had a strong Dao aura.
It was a statue of a female captured in dancing, she had wix hands, three eyes, and three horns, with each hand holding a different musical instrument.
Dao has 3000 parts and it seems to be music dao.
The statue suddenly came to life, it’s giant figure, at the height of a building, almost 30 meter long, looked down with a deep glowing eyes at Zhao Fan and others with hatred.