198: Reverse hunting? 666 doesn't even want to act anymore

The border between the Southern and Northern Regions of the Eastern Continent.

Lin Ziye crouched not far away, his fingers drawing complex Formation patterns on the ground, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead.

Lin Yuan, meanwhile, was hidden in the tree canopy, vigilantly observing his surroundings.

"They've caught up again," Lin Yuan's voice came from above, low and calm. "Twenty-three people, from all three major powers, and a few Prodigies from their lackey Schools."

"Ziye, how much longer until your Formation is complete?" Lin Beixuan asked.

Lin Ziye's fingers paused, and he looked up at Lin Beixuan: "Brother Beixuan, another fifteen minutes."

Hearing this, Lin Beixuan nodded, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

"That's good…" Lin Beixuan finished, his voice suddenly turning as cold as iron. "Hmph, they've been chasing you for so long, it's time they paid the price! Let them taste what it's like to be hunted."

Lin Ziye's eyes lit up, and Lin Yuan leaped down from the tree, Battle Intent also igniting in his eyes.

"Exactly," Lin Yuan gripped the long sword in his hand. "Do these scoundrels really think our Lin family members are easy to bully?"

They were actually planning to counter-hunt the people from the various powers who were chasing Lin Ziye!

…

Two days ago

The three of them had already begun to conspire…

Lin Beixuan and the other two huddled together, quickly drawing on a map: "Right now, we are at the intersection of the Northern and Southern Regions. Thirty li further south is the Southern Region's territory, and the people from the three major powers dare not cross the border casually."

Lin Beixuan pointed to a valley on the map, "Mist Valley. This place has complex terrain, suitable for setting up Formations. With the Formations, we can ensure that the people from the three major powers will come but never return."

"At that time, we will quickly enter the Southern Region to avoid the limelight. Given the mutual hostility between the Northern and Southern Regions, the people from the three major powers who pursue us later will surely not dare to easily enter the Southern Region to chase us. Once they dare to enter the Southern Region, they will certainly be attacked by the Southern Region's powers."

"Then I'll go reveal a bit of my whereabouts first to lure them over. Brother Beixuan and Brother Yuan will set up an ambush in advance," Lin Ziye said with a smile.

Lin Beixuan nodded: "Good, I have several potent poisons that can be applied to hidden weapons."

"I'll set up the traps and mechanisms," Lin Yuan interjected. "Ziye, how long will it take you to set up the Formation?"

A confident light flashed in Lin Ziye's eyes: "Give me three hours, and I can set up a combination killing Formation of the 'Nine Nether Yellow Springs Formation' and the 'Blazing Heaven Flames Formation'. As long as they enter the Formation, they'll at least lose a layer of skin, if not die."

"Then it's settled," Lin Beixuan stood up, his eyes filled with murderous intent. "This time, we will let the three major powers know that chasing someone from our Lin family comes at a price."

…

Indeed, after the conspiracy ended, the three of them swiftly took action the very next day.

Lin Ziye went deep into the valley to set up the Formation, while Lin Beixuan and Lin Yuan began to set up traps and poison dart mechanisms throughout the valley.

Lin Ziye stood in the center of the valley, his hands rapidly forming seals. Streaks of spiritual light flew from his fingertips, merging into the ground and the surrounding rocks.

More and more sweat beaded on his forehead, but the focus in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"Nine Nether Yellow Springs, rise!" With a low shout from him, faint ethereal blue patterns appeared on the ground, then quickly vanished.

Immediately after, he began to set up the second Formation.

"Blazing Heaven Flames, condense!" This time, red Formation patterns flashed across the air.

With two Formations superimposed, their power would multiply.

On the other side, Lin Yuan set up dozens of mechanisms in the narrow parts of the valley.

There were ground spikes that suddenly popped out, poisoned arrows that shot from the rock walls, and sharp iron caltrops hidden beneath fallen leaves.

His movements were skilled, and every mechanism was placed extremely discreetly.

Lin Beixuan, meanwhile, was on a high ground, applying bottles of poison to darts and arrows.

Some of his poisons could instantly paralyze people, some could corrode spiritual Qi, and the most potent one was called "King of Hell's Smile"; those afflicted by it would die in extreme agony.

A cold smile played on his lips: "Enjoy the gifts we've prepared for you."

Three hours later, everything was ready.

Lin Ziye wiped his sweat: "The Formation is complete, just waiting for the fish to take the bait."

Lin Beixuan looked at Lin Ziye: "Ziye, it's all up to you now. Remember, just lure them to the valley entrance and then pretend to be exhausted, letting them chase you into the valley. Lin Yuan and I will ambush them from the sides. Once they all enter the Formation's range, we will immediately activate the Formation and hunt them down."

Lin Ziye nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, acting is my forte."

Lin Yuan handed Lin Ziye a small bottle: "This contains a fake blood pill. Biting it will make your aura appear extremely weak, like you're heavily injured."

Lin Ziye put away the small bottle and turned to dash out of the valley.

Lin Beixuan and Lin Yuan each hid themselves, waiting for their prey to arrive.

…

Tens of kilometers away

Lin Ziye suddenly revealed himself, instantly killing several pursuers from the Profound Fiend Dynasty, then immediately flew towards Mist Valley.

"Damn it, there he is! Chase him! This Prince will definitely flay him alive today!" a young man in a dark robe shouted fiercely. He was Xuan Ming, the Third Prince of the Profound Fiend Dynasty, and his cultivation had reached the eighth heaven of the King Realm.

"Finally found this rat," a white-clad woman beside him sneered. She was Yuan Qingya, the Second Saintess of Heavenly Yuan Holy Land, holding a shimmering, translucent long sword in her hand.

"Don't let him run again. This time, we must cut the grass and eradicate the roots!" Bing Wuhen, the Third Saint of Icy Frost Emperor Palace, had a cold glint in his eyes.