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191: Chapter 191: It Was a Trap to Lure the Enemy into a Box!

The wind-fixing bead trembled incessantly; even Chen Yan could feel the faint sense of urgency emanating from it.

"Does this wind-fixing bead have a connection to the wind spirit bead?" Chen Yan asked, frowning.

Then why was the wind-fixing bead he had obtained from the System lottery as still as the dead, completely motionless?

Leng Qingshuang did not know the reason for this either.

However, since the wind spirit bead was showing activity, they naturally could not remain indifferent.

Immediately.

The Revered Master and disciple packed everything up and, taking advantage of the night, directly piloted the Somersault Cloud to leave Duobao Pavilion.

Inside the inner hall of Duobao Pavilion, Pavilion Master Xiao Linfan watched their departing figures, a flicker of light moving in his eyes:

"In such a rush? Still a bit too impatient..."

The Revered Master and disciple sped all the way to the northwest.

Amidst the clouds, they watched the scenery along the way rapidly recede.

From bustling cities to desolate wilderness, and now to this vast, barren mountain range where not a blade of grass grew.

The air grew colder, and the wind grew stronger.

Before them, an endless stretch of mountains suddenly appeared.

Surrounded by mountains, they formed a massive terrain that looked just like an eye!

This was the Feng Clan Ancestral Land, the former Fuyao Cave Heaven!

"We've arrived."

Leng Qingshuang stood on the Somersault Cloud, looking at the location before them; it was exactly the same as the intelligence provided by Pavilion Master Xiao Linfan!

Chen Yan stood beside his Revered Master, also examining the surrounding environment.

Desolate.

That was the only word he could think of at the moment.

Surrounded by mountains and jagged rocks, from the foot of the mountains to the peaks, it was covered in a thick layer of frost and snow.

The world was silent, completely empty.

It seemed that apart from the cold wind, there was no other movement at all!

This place was like a corner forgotten by the world.

Hum~

The Wind Spirit Mark between Leng Qingshuang's brows suddenly lit up with a cyan light.

As the cyan light flickered, it suddenly shot out a faint, almost imperceptible thread of cyan light, extending toward the depths of the Fuyao Cave Heaven!

"It's inside!"

Leng Qingshuang's voice was very soft, yet it carried a trace of nervousness that even she herself hadn't noticed.

Three hundred years.

The Feng Clan had been destroyed for three hundred years.

This place was once where her clansmen lived.

Once magnificent and resplendent, now only a wasteland remained.

Chen Yan noticed his Revered Master's expression and reached out to hold her hand.

"Revered Master, you still have me!"

Leng Qingshuang looked down at their clasped hands and gave a soft "Mn."

Following the guidance of the wind-fixing bead, they continued to go deeper.

They traveled for about half an hour.

The path ahead suddenly opened up.

A massive valley appeared before their eyes.

But when he saw what was suffusing the valley, Chen Yan couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

He saw that the entire valley was filled with thick white fog.

The fog was so thick it was almost tangible; from time to time, one could see the fog suddenly being sliced into powder by something invisible, only to gradually reform.

As the dense fog churned, nothing inside could be seen.

When his Divine Sense probed it, it was immediately severed by that invisible force!

"This fog is filled with invisible wind blades!"

Leng Qingshuang glanced at the information in the Jade Slip and knew that this was the defensive Restriction of the Feng Clan Ancestral Land itself!

Without the Feng Clan Bloodline, one couldn't even enter the entrance!

Leng Qingshuang approached the edge of the dense fog and raised her hand to test it.

A thread of blood suddenly appeared at her fingertip.

Subsequently, the fog seemed to sense the aura of the Feng Clan Bloodline and quietly receded, clearing a vacuum space of one zhang in radius!

Watching this scene, Chen Yan couldn't help but feel amazed by the wonder of this Restriction.

Subconsciously, he activated his Eye of Good and Evil, just in case.

But suddenly!

"Revered Master, wait!"

He shouted in a low voice, looking at the hundreds of red blood bars in the dense fog, and took a deep breath.

Something was wrong!

This Restriction could only be entered by those with the Feng Clan Bloodline, so what was the situation with so many people?

These red bars were distributed throughout the Ancestral Land, and each one represented an enemy!

Moreover, the brightness of these red bars was very high, indicating that the opponents had at least the cultivation of the Dharma Image Realm.

Could these all be people from the Tongtian Alliance?

Was their reach this fast?

Leng Qingshuang frowned slightly and asked Chen Yan: "What is it? What did you discover?"

Chen Yan lowered his voice, his expression grave: "There are over a hundred people ambushing in this fog!"

"And looking at their movement patterns, it's clear that this fog's Restriction is ineffective against them!"

Leng Qingshuang's pupils constricted, and she couldn't help but clench her fists.

A surge of killing intent couldn't help but erupt from her eyes!

"Is it the Tongtian Alliance?"

Chen Yan gave a wry smile and shook his head: "I don't know!"

The fog here could isolate Divine Sense; he was only able to ignore the fog's blockade and see the opponent's malice value to determine their location by relying on the bug that was the Eye of Good and Evil.

As for whether the opponents were human or ghost, he couldn't see that!

Leng Qingshuang glanced at the cyan thread extending from between her brows.

After the cyan thread entered the fog's Restriction, it vanished without a trace, which meant she couldn't continue to track the specific location of the wind spirit bead.

If they acted rashly, the fluctuations caused by the battle would be too great, and they would likely attract even more people!

For a moment, looking at the dense fog before her, she also hesitated.

With her own strength, she feared no one, but there was still this Rebellious Disciple!

If the battle accidentally affected him, it would be a loss that outweighed the gain!

Watching the flickering light in his Revered Master's eyes, Chen Yan seemed to guess her worry.

He grinned and reached out to interlock his fingers with Leng Qingshuang's.

"Revered Master, don't worry."

"I'm not just someone who drags you down, you know!"

As he spoke, he rubbed his Revered Master's small hand back and forth.

Leng Qingshuang stiffened, and her earlobes quietly turned red.

In her shyness, she glared at him.

What time is it, and he's still thinking about taking liberties!

Yet she didn't pull her hand back; instead, she bit her lip lightly and gave a low huff:

"Focus."

Chen Yan almost laughed out loud.

His Revered Master's reaction was just too cute, right?

But he also knew now was not the time for flirting.

He took that exquisite compass out of his space.

Everything-Tracking Compass!

[After infusing spiritual energy, set the tracking target, and silently recite the item-seeking mantra in your heart: Seeking the Dragon, dividing the gold, look at the winding mountains; one layer of winding is one layer of the barrier!]

Damn, you're making this look like I'm grave robbing.

Chen Yan curled his lip, but still held the compass with one hand and infused it with spiritual energy!

"Set target: wind spirit bead!"

"Seeking the Dragon, dividing the gold, look at the winding mountains; one layer of winding is one layer of the barrier! Hmph!"

Hum~

The compass floated up, and the needle spun around on the Formation Plate.

Finally, it locked straight in one direction!

"Got it! Revered Master, it's over there!"

Chen Yan pointed to the location the compass needle was pointing to, glanced at the distribution of the red bars again, and directly determined a path!

"We can go in from there and avoid most of the ambush."

Leng Qingshuang nodded slightly.

Following the compass's guidance, the two quietly circled to the side of the valley.

And here, it was actually a highly concealed crevice in the mountain wall.

A gap in the Restriction, difficult to discern with the naked eye, emitted a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy.

"Let's go!"

Chen Yan pulled his Revered Master, and they carefully squeezed through the gap into the Ancestral Land.

However.

The moment the Revered Master and disciple stepped into the Ancestral Land!

"Hum!"

A piercing alarm sounded throughout the entire valley!

The entire Ancestral Land, in an instant, lit up with countless rays of Restriction light!

The dense fog in the valley dissipated, replaced by beams of light shining toward them.

Exposing their whereabouts completely!

"Holy crap!"

Chen Yan's expression changed, and he cursed out loud: "Shameless bastards, it was a trap to lure us in!"

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