19: Blood Fiend Alliance Formation Broken

This village is called Panshi Village. Because most of the young and strong men in the village were organized by Cultivators to mine...

...the entire village mostly consists of the elderly, the weak, women, and children.

Panshi Village is located near the Star Sand Mine, making it one of the few villages relatively close to it.

Of course, rumors of nearby villages being wiped out surface from time to time, but Panshi Village has always remained stable and intact.

It's just that occasionally, some young and strong men would go missing.

In a space 100 meters beneath Panshi Village, there is a massive Formation covering an area of about 50 meters in radius.

At this moment, around the Formation, a dozen or so terrified Blood Fiend Alliance Cultivators were scattered.

Among them, about four had a cultivation level of Qi Refining Great Perfection, while only the leading Middle-aged Cultivator was a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator.

The other five people mostly had cultivation levels ranging from Qi Refining Layer Three to Qi Refining Layer Seven.

Now, everyone was looking at the central Formation in terror; cracks had begun to spread across it.

The Blood Pool at the center of the Formation also began to churn, spewing out streaks of Crimson Treasure Qi that diffused into the surroundings.

Among them was a wretched-looking old man with a cultivation of Qi Refining Great Perfection. Placed in a crowd, he looked exactly like the type who would sneak around and steal.

His messy hair clung to his face, one eye was slightly crossed, and his teeth were sparse and stained black with smoke.

"Deacon, what should we do?"

"I've never heard of the Blood Refining Grand Array cracking on its own!"

"Should we still add the Mortal essence blood we've collected into it?"

The leading Middle-aged Foundation Establishment Cultivator was about thirty or forty years old, with a gloomy expression.

"Don't say you haven't seen it; I haven't seen the Blood Refining Grand Array crack on its own either!"

"Furthermore, the Crimson Treasure Qi inside has already dispersed."

"I don't have the ability to collect them back!"

"Nor do I have the ability to repair the Formation."

"Back then, the superiors ordered me to find a hidden place to set up the Blood Refining Grand Array and begin creating a treasure qi spring eye."

"There were no other instructions."

"They only said to try and choose a location within the territory of the other two factions."

"Don't make it too conspicuous; just secretly cause some trouble for them!"

"But what do we do now?"

"With the Crimson Treasure Qi spreading, the entire village above will be turned into jade statues."

"Anyone with a sharp eye will know something is wrong here."

"It seems we can only retreat for now. The organization's mission is certainly not worth as much as my own life."

"As long as I explain it well when I get back, I shouldn't be punished!"

"Also, these subordinates must be brought back alive."

"They are all witnesses!"

At this moment, the wretched old man was still calling out softly: "Deacon? Deacon?"

The Middle-aged Foundation Establishment Cultivator rubbed his chin and pulled back from his thoughts: "Add what?"

"Keep that Mortal essence blood you've collected safe for me!"

"Bring this Mortal essence blood to the next stronghold!"

"The Formation here is cracked, and I can't fix it!"

"Besides, the Treasure Qi has already dispersed."

"We can only abandon this stronghold."

"Pack up, everyone. We're moving out immediately!"

After he spoke, everyone began to pack their bags, though there wasn't much to pack.

Everyone filed out from the cave entrance next to the village.

The Middle-aged Foundation Establishment Cultivator, who stayed until the end, saw that everyone was gone and casually took out a few explosion talismans, throwing them into the Blood Pool of the Blood Refining Grand Array.

Then, with a flash, he vanished.

A violent roar erupted throughout the entire underground cavern.

The already precarious Formation shattered instantly.

The Blood Pool in the center was also blown to bits, and a large amount of Crimson Treasure Qi began to seep out through the soil.

Since it was currently night, the villagers and livestock of Panshi Village were all resting.

The entire Panshi Village was quiet.

But the underground Crimson Treasure Qi spread rapidly, bypassing inanimate objects and passing directly through the villagers of Panshi Village.

Then, the entire population of Panshi Village was turned into jade statues in their sleep.

This also included the standing livestock in the village—cattle, sheep, pigs, and dogs.

Each one was lifelike and silent.

The people from the Blood Fiend Alliance Branch witnessed the entire process.

The Middle-aged Foundation Establishment Cultivator waved his hand backward: "Let's go!"

The group quickly vanished, leaving behind only a statue-like village!

Gu Changan meditated until dawn, his expression tense.

He was afraid that the White-robed Fairy would suddenly appear before him again at any moment!

He endured until daybreak before finally breathing a sigh of relief.

It seemed she wouldn't appear for a short while.

Then he thought of what the White-robed Fairy had said—that she was looking for him today to go explore an Immortal Cave!

He wondered what kind of Immortal Cave it was.

But it certainly wouldn't be anything good. He wondered why the White-robed Fairy, with such high cultivation, would want to drag him along.

Gu Changan checked his preparations. He still had over a hundred Top-grade Explosive Flame Talismans he had copied last time and hadn't used yet.

This time, he copied another 50 or so vajra talismans, bringing his total to 100.

Then there were the two sets of Spells he had learned: the Sword Qi Technique for offense and the Earth Shield Technique for defense.

Since the White-robed Fairy hadn't come for him yet, he hurried to learn some other Spells.

If he got injured, he could recover quickly.

After looking through his options, he chose the Spirit Healing Technique. According to the description in the Cultivation Technique, it generated a surge of green energy to heal one's own flesh and blood.

After practicing for a few hours, he opened his eyes to find the White-robed Fairy standing before him once again.

Gu Changan was a bit exasperated. He looked at his doors and windows; they were all tightly shut.

"How did you get in?"

The White-robed Fairy didn't answer, only asking in return: "Are you ready?"

Gu Changan was a bit annoyed, but he still nodded. Fortunately, he had successfully mastered the Spirit Healing Technique by Cultivating.

Luo Li turned around: "Let's go, time is pressing!"

Gu Changan hurriedly followed her out the door.

Luo Li stepped onto her Flying Sword, preparing to fly away. Gu Changan began to shout: "Fairy, I don't know how to fly!"

Luo Li turned her head to look at Gu Changan. Although her heterochromatic eyes were very beautiful and rare...

...being stared at by them was also quite eerie.

Luo Li seemed to be thinking. Carrying the person in front of her would obviously require her to take action personally.

If he rode the same Flying Sword as her, it wasn't impossible.

Besides, the Old Ancestor had also instructed that he must not be offended and that she should try her best to recruit him into the Tianji Pavilion.

And she should try her best to help him grow!

Riding the same Flying Sword with him wouldn't be much of a deal then!

Thinking of this, Luo Li made the Flying Sword over two meters long and let it land on the ground.

Her cold voice rang out: "Get on, let's go!"

Gu Changan was simply overwhelmed by the unexpected favor. His eyes widened as he looked at the White-robed Fairy.

He pointed at his own nose with his finger: "Fairy! Me? Riding the Flying Sword with you?"

Luo Li's gaze turned sharp: "Are you coming or not?"

Gu Changan took a breath and cautiously stood on it.

Luo Li controlled the Flying Sword to take off immediately. Gu Changan remained crouched on the Flying Sword, his hands tightly gripping both edges.

He was terrified of falling off or being thrown off.