In the cultivation world, killing and fighting could be seen everywhere.
Furthermore, it was a prosperous region like the Middle Continent with a flourishing cultivation civilization.
Su Zimo had encountered many such battles along the way.
However, he did not appear to interfere. If he were to interfere, he might not be able to reach Hundred Refinement Sect even after walking for more than ten years.
Furthermore, many battles in the cultivation world were difficult to distinguish between right and wrong.
Most of the time, it could be a disagreement or a fight for treasures.
Su Zimo could not be bothered either.
Now that he heard the sounds of fighting in the distance, he merely paused for a moment before continuing forward.
"Hold on."
Right then, Hokkaidōjin's voice sounded in Su Zimo's mind.
"This place is extremely close to Hundred Refinement Sect and can be considered as their territory. Let's go take a look!"
"Alright,"
Nodding his head, Su Zimo's figure flashed as he sped towards the location of the fight.
This time round, Su Zimo used Lightning Escape right away.
His entire body turned into a bolt of lightning, and he quickly arrived at his destination.
Su Zimo looked over.
Both sides were Genying Zhenjun and Dharmic arts collided in the void one after another.
Flying swords and Dharmic weapons crisscrossed with flashing lights and Dharmic powers surged intensely.
On one side, there were only three people, a man and two women. They were young and had clearly just entered the Nascent Soul realm – all of them were at early-stage Nascent Soul realm.
On the other side, there were ten Genying Zhenjun with their faces covered. Furthermore, their cultivation realms were high and most of them were at late-stage Nascent Soul realm.
There was another person with powerful Dharmic arts and his spirit consciousness carried a hint of pure Yang – it was clear that he had already cultivated to perfected Nascent Soul realm!
As long as the time was right, that person would be able to advance to the Void Reversion realm!
It was clear that the three of them were at a disadvantage.
There were dozens of formation flags around the three of them that were inserted into the ground according to a mysterious distribution, forming a gigantic formation!
Each flag pole was engraved with extremely complicated runes.
The dozens of formation flags stood there and black smoke billowed, isolating the people inside from the outside world!
Under normal circumstances, the black smoke would not only block a cultivator's vision, but it would also block one's divine sense.
However, for Su Zimo who cultivated the Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness, the black smoke was like an almost transparent veil!
The man and the two women were trapped in the middle of the formation, and they were struggling to defend themselves.
Even though the two female cultivators were extremely beautiful, they were already dripping with fragrant sweat and were in a sorry state. Several pieces of the clothes on their bodies were torn, revealing a wisp of white skin that was faintly discernible.
One man and two women were all in the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, but there was a huge difference in their combat prowess!
The two female cultivators could be considered ordinary Genying Zhenjun, but when they fought, they were quite disciplined.
But compared to that man, the difference was too great!
From Su Zimo's point of view, this man could be considered a prodigy.
It was already very rare for him to be able to contend with ten late Nascent Soul and peak Nascent Soul cultivators after being trapped in the formation and losing his geographical advantage.
If it weren't for this person bitterly holding on, the three of them would have been defeated and captured long ago.
Su Zimo didn't know either of them.
His gaze shifted and landed on the sleeves of the two groups of cultivators.
Typically, the emblem of a sect would be imprinted on the sleeves or waist of their robes.
On the sleeves of the ten Genying Zhenjun, there was a dark flame imprinted on them. It was extremely sinister and exuded a sinister aura.
On the other side, on the sleeves of the man and two women, there was an ancient cauldron imprinted on them.
"This cauldron …"
Su Zimo murmured softly with a reminiscing gaze. That imprint was familiar and he should have seen it somewhere before.
"That cauldron is the emblem of Hundred Refinement Sect."
The Hokkaidōjin's voice sounded and Su Zimo was enlightened.
Back when he saw that imprint, it was on the body of the Hokkaidōjin beneath the cold lake of Cang Lang Mountain Range!
…
"Nangong Ling, stop persevering!"
Within the formation, the only perfected Nascent Soul Perfected Lord smiled smugly and said leisurely, "If not for the fact that I pitied Junior Sisters Hanyan and Ru Xuan, you would have died long ago!"
"Hahahaha!"
The remaining nine Genying Zhenjun burst into laughter and roamed their gazes brazenly on the two female cultivators.
The two female cultivators' clothes were tattered and they were humiliated to be stared at by so many naked gazes. In their fluster, the Dharmic powers in their hands nearly dissipated and they were captured!
When the man named Nangong Ling caught sight of that, he said hurriedly, "Junior sisters, don't fall for it! This is Wu Yuan's psychological attack!"
"This place isn't far from the sect. As long as fellow sect members pass by and report to the sect, we'll be saved!"
When they heard that, the two female cultivators calmed down significantly with resolute gazes.
"Fufu."
Wu Yuan sneered when he heard that and killing intent surged in his eyes. "Nangong Ling, I don't mind telling you that this is the Hellfire Formation. Right now, I'm only activating the first level of the formation, black smoke."
"If I activate the second level of the formation, Hellfire, the three of you will turn into ashes in less than ten breaths!"
Nangong Ling's expression changed.
He knew that Wu Yuan was not bluffing.
If the Hellfire Formation was truly activated, they would definitely not be able to defend against it!
Even now, the black smoke billowed within the formation with a pungent smell. It was difficult for them to hold their breaths in the midst of a battle and it was inevitable that they would inhale some of it.
However, the ten people opposite them had their mouths and noses covered with special veils and were not affected at all.
As time passed by, the amount of black smoke they inhaled would only increase and their combat strength would decrease sharply – there was no way they could escape!
Nangong Ling shouted, "Wu Yuan, you can come at me alone if you have any grudges. Why must you make things difficult for the two of them?"
"I'll surrender and you'll let the two of them go!"
"Hahahaha!"
As though he had heard the greatest joke in the world, Wu Yuan said, "Nangong Ling, you're dead for sure today. You're not qualified to negotiate with me!"
Sweeping his gaze, Wu Yuan's gaze landed on the graceful bodies of the two female cultivators. Licking his lips, he snickered menacingly, "Not only do I want the two items on them, I want their bodies as well!"
"Nangong Ling, when the time comes, I'll allow you to watch from the sidelines, hahahaha!"
Wu Yuan's words were extremely vicious. Nangong Ling's expression turned terrible as he jumped on the spot and cursed hysterically.
"Old dog Wu Yuan, I'll f * ck all your ancestors!"
"Fight me one-on-one if you've got the guts! I'll fight you with a single hand and I'll beat the shit out of you!"
Even the two female cultivators were dumbfounded, let alone Wu Yuan's group.
Nangong Ling no longer had the sage-like demeanor of a cultivator. He was no different from a marketplace thug.
"Ouch!"
In his agitation, Nangong Ling was caught off guard and a wound appeared on his body, causing fresh blood to flow.
"F * ck your mother!"
Nangong Ling glared at the cultivator who stabbed him and cursed loudly, "Since I'm going to die anyway, I'll curse to my heart's content first!"
Wu Yuan frowned before saying with a fake smile, "Are you trying to shout so that the people nearby can hear you?"
"I'd advise you to give up. This formation can isolate the vision of spirit consciousness, let alone sound!"
"To tell you the truth, the communication Dao talismans that you guys secretly released Just Now have long been devoured by the Hellfire Formation."
Nangong Ling and the other two had terrible expressions.
Wu Yuan said coldly, "Furthermore, even if someone passes by, they won't know what's going on here. Who would dare to be a busybody and get themselves into trouble?"
Right then, right after Wu Yuan said that, another voice sounded from outside the formation.
"I've always liked to be a busybody …"
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