"What are you doing here?"
Ling Zhenfei glanced at the people who rushed out and said, "Is it forbidden to enter here?"
Those people looked at Ling Zhenfei and said, "You can't enter, today it's blocked off."
Ling Zhenfei asked, "Why? Why is it blocked off?"
Ling Zhenfei knew he had come to the right place. Those people were indeed here, so Xiao Yun might be here too. If that's the case, things would become much simpler.
"Don't enter means don't enter. Why do you have so many questions, kid? Don't make things difficult for yourself, understand? Be careful; if you go in, you might not be able to get out."
Ling Zhenfei chuckled and said, "We won't go in, just hang around nearby. Is that okay?"
"No, this is not a place for you to hang around. You should leave."
Ling Zhenfei said, "You're being unreasonable. We're just going inside to play a little, why can't we do that? What are you doing in there that you're keeping us out? Is there a dark secret?"
Ling Zhenfei cast a glance into the deep forest and said, "Are you grave robbing? That's illegal, I might have to call the police."
The person showed a hint of anger and said, "Kid, what nonsense are you spouting? There's no grave robbing here. Move along, or I won't be polite."
Ling Zhenfei glanced at Jingjing and said, "Then let's go. This place is downright terrifying. I heard it's haunted even in broad daylight."
Using this method wouldn't get them inside, but Ling Zhenfei realized the place was heavily guarded.
Ling Zhenfei and Jingjing moved to the side, finding a really safe spot.
Ling Zhenfei said, "How can we sneak into this place?"
Jingjing said, "This place is so big; finding a way to sneak in shouldn't be a problem."
Ling Zhenfei thought for a moment and said, "It's best not to rush. Let's rest first."
Although he said rest, what Ling Zhenfei really wanted was to use his technique of Soul Out of Body to check inside first.
Since the opponents were well-prepared, there must be many cultivators among them. If Ling Zhenfei used Divine Sense to probe, he'd surely be detected.
Thus, not wanting to alert the Snake, Ling Zhenfei used Soul Out of Body. Ling Zhenfei used Dual Focus, sending his soul directly into Wan Xiulin.
Though it was just Soul Out of Body, Ling Zhenfei felt a slight peculiarity about the place; it was truly special. Ling Zhenfei's soul had never felt this atmosphere before.
The sensation was akin to entering a frightening place, hair-raising and chilling.
The one experiencing this feeling now was Ling Zhenfei's soul.
Ling Zhenfei knew this place had to be extraordinary; Wan Xiulin—he had no idea who was buried here, but this person must be remarkable.
Originally, Ling Zhenfei thought the place would be divided into many parts with Xiao Yun hidden in one, but upon entering he was surprised to find it completely different from his expectations.
Within the forest lay an expansive clearing, dominated by green grass, but now there lay some very strange objects.
They were flag poles, and many pieces on them. The pieces bore intricate symbols whose meanings were unknown.
In the center of these flag poles stood a thick tree trunk, and tied to it was a person—Xiao Yun.
Ling Zhenfei was astonished, never expecting the situation to look like this.
Xiao Yun wasn't hidden but, instead, boldly placed in the middle of the clearing.
Ling Zhenfei observed the flag poles; the symbols on them were exceedingly special, possibly some kind of Talismans.
This reminded Ling Zhenfei of the time facing Nangong Changhe at Hongteng International.
Before entering Peach Blossom Secret Realm, Ling Zhenfei had uncovered another Secret Realm.
This demonstrated that, while not proficient in cultivation, the Guimou Sect had some skill in Formations.
Who knows what these flag poles were playing at, especially with a grand Formation in such an eerie place, highlighting its complexity.
Ling Zhenfei's soul looked around the strange Formation, and though from afar he could see everything, the closer he got, the harder it was to see clearly.
The nearer he was, the less clear things became, and at the edge of the Formation, things were invisible.
What shocked Ling Zhenfei was the strange flow of Northern Spiritual Energy within the Formation, absorbing energy inward.
Ling Zhenfei's soul dared not enter, and so he looked at the surrounding people. There were quite a few, everyone at a distance, whispering in hushed tones.
There seemed to be many villains unaware of what the Formation was, as many were whispering amongst themselves.
"Is this Formation really that powerful? Why can't I see it?"
"I won't say much, but Guimou Sect's Formations are indeed impressive; just look at its scale."
Another person said, "You don't get it. This Guimou Sect has three Mainstay Treasures, one of which is this Formation. If Ling Zhenfei's not careful and gets caught, he won't return."
Circling inside, Ling Zhenfei recognized a familiar face—it was Zuo Mengzhi.
One of those intercepting him at the airport was Zuo Mengzhi, who had analyzed Ling Zhenfei with uncanny precision.
Had Ling Zhenfei not carried many treasures last time, he might not have left smoothly.
Previously, he had injuries preventing him from unleashing his full strength, but now things were different; Ling Zhenfei was in excellent health.
Although there were many people here, few were experts—none of them even reached the Dawen Realm, relying entirely on the Formation.
Ling Zhenfei retracted his Divine Sense.
Ling Zhenfei said to Jingjing, "I originally thought they hid Xiao Yun somewhere, and I could sneak in unnoticed to rescue her."
"But now I know I was terribly mistaken. The Guimou Sect has unique methods, leaving no chance for me."
Jingjing asked incredulously, "Have you figured out what's going on in there?"
Ling Zhenfei replied, "Of course, it's just a Great True Formation in there. To enter, we must break the Formation."
Jingjing said, "I know nothing about Breaking Formations, so maybe you should let me go."
If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.