102: Formation Traps the Flood Dragon

The more than twenty Qingyun Sect Disciples, who were still immersed in the fervor of victory and worship, instantly sobered up upon hearing these words.

They exchanged glances, and from each other's eyes, they could see the undisguised lingering fear and… relief!

That's right.

They won.

But this was just the beginning!

In this hunting ground, spanning a thousand li and filled with endless killing intent, they were merely fledgling birds who had just tasted a hint of blood!

“Quick! Clean up the battlefield quickly!”

“Collect all the Xuanhuo Sect Disciples' tokens!”

Without Lin Ye needing to say anything more, all the Disciples spontaneously began to act with unprecedented efficiency!

In just half an incense stick's time, everything had been cleaned up thoroughly.

Twenty-seven flame tokens emitting a faint red glow and engraved with a “Fire” character, along with dozens of bulging Storage Pouches, were all piled up in front of Lin Ye.

Two hundred and seventy points!

In just one battle, they had… eliminated Xuanhuo Sect, one of the favorites to win this Seven Sect Martial Gathering!

“Lin… Brother Lin…” Fatty Wang looked at the mountain of spoils before him, his chubby face covered in a foolish grin, saliva almost dripping, “We… we've struck it rich!”

Lin Ye ignored his money-grubbing thoughts and slowly spoke.

“This place is not suitable for long stays.”

“Everyone, immediately… relocate!”

“Yes!”

…Under the guidance of Lin Ye's Basic Reconnaissance Technique, which had already reached the Minor Achievement Realm, the Qingyun Sect team, like the most professional hunters, silently blended into this vast and boundless primeval mountain forest.

They no longer traversed aimlessly as before, but instead chose an extremely concealed route that could maximally cover their tracks, slowly advancing deeper into the Secret Realm.

Along the way, Lin Ye's almost Prodigy-like command ability was displayed to its fullest.

He could always predict the possible existence of Yao Beast lairs half an hour in advance, leading the team to perfectly avoid them.

He could always find the most suitable temporary stronghold for concealment and defense in a seemingly ordinary mountain forest.

He was like the most cunning hunter in this mountain forest!

Under his leadership, the team, which had initially been like startled birds, safely spent an entire day in this hunting ground filled with endless killing intent.

However, on the morning of the second day, just as everyone had finished their night watch and was preparing to rest—

“Roar—!!!”

A terrifying Dragon roar, filled with endless Divine Might and brutality, as if from primordial times, suddenly exploded without warning from the sky not far behind them!

That sound was so terrifying!

It caused the entire forest to tremble madly! Countless flying birds and walking beasts, as if encountering a natural enemy, let out terrified wails and frantically fled in all directions!

“Wh-… what's going on?!”

Among the team, all the Disciples' expressions changed drastically in an instant!

They only felt an indescribable, terrifying pressure, filled with endless savagery and a bloody aura, like an awakened ancient giant beast, rapidly approaching their direction with unimaginable speed… pressing in!

“Oh no! It's people from the Beast Taming Sect!”

Su Qingyue's face showed a hint of horror!

Her cold eyes were fixed on the sky behind them.

Before she finished speaking!

Rumble!!!

The dense forest behind them was suddenly plowed by an invisible, terrifying force filled with destructive aura, creating a huge gully ten zhang wide, right through the middle!

Countless towering ancient trees were uprooted like fragile straw, turning into dust filling the sky!

Immediately after!

A terrifying giant beast, covered in golden scales, nearly twenty zhang long, and shaped like a Flood Dragon, descended with supreme Divine Might capable of shattering mountains!

Its golden vertical pupils, as large as lanterns, were fixed on the Qingyun Sect members, who were already Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, and from its blood-red mouth, filled with ferocious fangs, it let out a low growl full of mockery and cruelty!

Treasure Body Realm!

This was indeed a genuine Golden Armored Flood Dragon, a great Yao Beast capable of rivaling a Treasure Body Realm expert!

And on top of that terrifying Flood Dragon's head, a burly young man, whose skin was covered in various Yao Beast totems, stood with his arms crossed, excitedly looking down at the group of “prey” who had already been scared out of their wits.

He was Shi Potian, the current chief Disciple of the Beast Taming Sect, and also a top Genius in this Seven Sect Martial Gathering whose strength could rival Sword Without Dust and Yan Lie!

“Hahaha! Found them! Found them!” He slapped the cold scales beneath him, letting out a hearty laugh, “Little mice of the Qingyun Sect, this venerable one… had a hard time finding you!”

“Was it you who crippled that good-for-nothing Yan Lie?” He contemptuously swept his gaze over the Qingyun Sect Disciples below, finally landing on the only one who remained calm… a slender figure.

“Boy, are you Lin Ye?” Battle Intent burned in his eyes, “Not bad, you have some guts. Too bad…”

“Little Gold!” He slapped the Flood Dragon beneath him, “Tear them apart for this venerable one!”

“Roar—!!!”

The terrifying Golden Armored Flood Dragon let out an earth-shattering roar, its massive body suddenly arched, and like an arrow leaving the bowstring, it charged down towards the Qingyun Sect members with terrifying Divine Might capable of shattering everything!

Its gaping blood-red mouth was large enough to swallow all of them… in one gulp!

“Form the Formation! Defend!!!”

Just at this critical moment, Lin Ye's explosive shout, filled with endless calm, boomed like thunder in everyone's ears!

The Qingyun Sect Disciples, already enveloped by fear, were like drowning people grasping at the last straw, instinctively and frantically moving according to muscle memory that had been practiced countless times!

“Three Talents Formation! Guard the central palace!”

“Five Elements Formation! Array the four directions!”

Fatty Wang's eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a beast-like roar, fiercely plunging his heavy Xuan Iron Shield into the ground!

“If you want to eat my brothers! You'll have to step over your Fatty's corpse first!!!”

Boom!!!

The terrifying Golden Armored Flood Dragon collided with the seemingly fragile defensive battle Formation formed by dozens of Qingyun Sect Disciples!

A terrifying roar, like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting, suddenly resounded throughout the entire forest!

“Pfft! Pfft!”

With just one encounter!

Fatty Wang and the others at the very front were struck as if by lightning, violently spitting out a large mouthful of fresh blood, and like kites with broken strings, they flew backward!

Their proud defensive battle Formation was as flimsy as paper, utterly vulnerable before the absolute power of a Treasure Body Realm great Yao Beast!

However, this vulnerable, brief resistance bought Lin Ye the most precious… moment of time!

“Now!”

A sharp glint suddenly flashed in Lin Ye's dark eyes!

His hands, hidden beneath his wide sleeves, had already danced like butterflies through flowers, creating countless afterimages filled with profound aura!

Ordinary-looking pebbles and seemingly insignificant withered branches were silently shot out by him with a miraculously skillful technique!

These things, though seemingly chaotic, actually landed precisely around the Golden Armored Flood Dragon in an arcane trajectory that subtly conformed to the ultimate principles of heaven and earth!

“Formation, rise!!!”

Just as the Golden Armored Flood Dragon was about to launch another attack, Lin Ye's hands suddenly clasped together in front of his chest!

An explosive shout, filled with endless profundity and ancient aura, was like the final judgment!

Ohm—!!!

A terrifying, indescribable storm suddenly erupted with the Golden Armored Flood Dragon's body as its center!

Those originally ordinary pebbles and withered branches instantly burst forth with dazzling, star-like divine light!

Visible streams of Star Power descended from the Nine Heavens, transforming into a vast and boundless ethereal starry sky composed of countless brilliant stars!

It instantly and completely… engulfed the terrifying Flood Dragon, nearly twenty zhang long!

“Roar?!!!”

The Golden Armored Flood Dragon let out a roar filled with surprise and unease!

It was horrified to find that it had instantly lost all connection with the outside world! Before its eyes was no longer the familiar primeval mountain forest, but a strange starry sky filled with endless mist and illusions!

It roared frantically, crashed frantically, its terrifying power, capable of shattering mountains, slammed against the seemingly fragile starry sky barrier again and again!

However, each attack was like a mud ox entering the sea, only stirring up a violent ripple, but completely unable to shake the starry sky in the slightest!

This was the true power of the Nine Heavens Star Array—confinement!

“Wh-… what?!”

On top of the Flood Dragon's head, Shi Potian was completely dumbfounded!

He stared blankly at the suddenly appearing vast starry sky below, which had completely swallowed his beloved battle pet, then looked at the young man standing calmly not far away, whose lips slowly curved into a cold arc, his mind a blank!

Formation?!

Th-… how is this possible?!

How could he, a mere ant in the Qi Refining Realm, set up such… such a terrifying and unfathomable Formation?!

However, Lin Ye gave him no more time to think.

He turned and gave orders to his fellow Disciples behind him, who were stunned speechless.

“Retreat!”