If it was anyone else, he wouldn't have wasted his breath. However, the person before him was the Hall Master of the Alliance Elder Hall. How could he allow the other party to do as he pleased?
"Elder Tan, please enlighten me …" Knowing that the other party meant well, Fei Ting didn't get angry. Instead, he clasped his fist and bowed.
"The Spirit Valley Hurricane is similar to the center of the Spirit Abyss River. The flow of spiritual energy is extremely rapid, and even space is unable to withstand it. Not only so, there are also many demons sealed within it. The weakest of them is at Eternal Realm advanced, and the strongest of them is far stronger than me."
Tan Jin harrumphed as he explained, "Putting the others aside, have you heard of The Great Demon, Ji Le? He was once sealed within the Spirit Valley Hurricane! "
"Didn't he … escape?"
Fei Ting turned to look at The Great Demon and saw that he wasn't angry at all. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief.
Tan Jin harrumphed, "He did escape, but it took him eight thousand years to succeed …"
Seeing that the other party didn't say anything else, Su Yin frowned, "That's all?"
"That's all? Ignorant fools! "
Before Tan Jin could say anything, an old man walked over with a cold look on his face, "Elder Tan, words won't persuade those who wish to die. Since they're courting death, there's no need to persuade them anymore. They'll know how dangerous it is once a few of them die!"
"This is …"
Fei Ting turned around. The old man before him had a deep aura, and he felt even stronger than Tan Jin. At the very least, he was at Pseudo Immortal 3-dan!
Even in the Great Qian Prefecture, this kind of cultivation could be considered as one of the upper echelons.
"This is Elder Yuan Qin of the Heaven Branch, a pinnacle Pseudo Immortal 3-dan expert … Currently, he's the strongest cultivator in the Spirit Treasure Valley …" Tan Jin introduced.
"Fei Ting of the Great Yan Prefecture pays respect to Elder Yuan Qin …" Fei Ting quickly bowed.
"Elder Tan's friend, I didn't want to interrupt, but the Spirit Valley Hurricane isn't as simple as you think. If you don't want to die, you should leave as soon as possible … If nothing goes wrong, the hurricane will appear soon!"
Elder Yuan Qin waved his hand proudly.
"Appear soon? 'Really?' That's great! "
Su Yin's eyes lit up. It seemed that there was no need to waste time. Otherwise, it would be troublesome to just wait.
"…"
Seeing how excited this young man without any cultivation was, Tan Jin and Yuan Qin were speechless.
Even they would be worried and fearful of the appearance of the hurricane, and yet, this fellow was still so excited about it … Truly, the ignorant were fearless!
Not only them, but the surrounding crowd also revealed looks of disdain when they heard the youth's words.
Every year, there would be many such "geniuses" who didn't know anything. They would recklessly barge in, and in the end, they would all become corpses. None of them survived.
Needless to say, the other party didn't have much time left …
"Ahem, ahem, Junior Martial Uncle is very strong!"
Seeing their gazes, Fei Ting knew that they had misunderstood and explained.
"As long as you're happy …" Tan Jin was speechless.
I'm not blind. How can I not tell if he's strong or not?
Wu wu wu!
Seeing that the other party didn't believe him, Fei Ting was just about to continue explaining when a gust of wind suddenly sounded from within the valley. Initially, it was low and deep, but gradually, it became louder and louder. In fact, it even sounded a little jarring, as if countless massive dragons were roaring within the valley.
"A hurricane is coming …"
Narrowing their eyes, the crowd turned their attention away from those arrogant fellows. Tan Jin and Yuan Qin also lost interest in chatting with them. They hurriedly turned around and faced the depths of the valley with narrowed eyes.
"Form the defensive formation!" Elder Yuan Qin bellowed.
Huala!
Following his words, the crowd immediately lined up in an arrowhead formation. They took out their defensive artifacts and drove their Zhen Yuan.
"Everyone, let's work together to form a defensive formation. We'll see what kind of treasures and spiritual energy we can obtain. Don't fight over them, and don't cause trouble for them!"
Standing at the very front of the formation, Yuan Qin bellowed loudly.
The crowd nodded.
From the looks of it, this wasn't the first time they had done so.
Fei Ting sent a telepathic message over. "This is the formation of an army. Other than Elder Yuan Qin, who is standing at the very front, the pressure on the others is much lighter. However … those who are standing at the very front will definitely obtain the most treasures!"
Su Yin nodded.
Even though most of them didn't know one another, they still had to work together if they wanted to obtain more treasures. Otherwise, even a Pseudo Immortal realm cultivator wouldn't be able to last for long.
"Senior Granduncle, what should we do?"
Qiu Zhaojun asked worriedly. Seeing that they had no intention of bringing them along, Qiu Zhaojun asked.
He had been here with Liu Changxing before. The latter had entered the depths of the valley and obtained a fortuitous encounter, whereas he had only wandered around the periphery for a period of time.
It was not that he didn't want to enter, but he didn't dare to!
He had witnessed the might of the Spirit Valley Hurricane with his own eyes. Even a Zongshi realm expert would be reduced to dust if they were careless. Without a fortuitous encounter, advancing forward was no different from courting death.
Hearing the question, Su Yin pondered for a moment before taking out a frying pan, a ladle, and a basin. He passed them over to Fei Ting, Qiu Zhaojun, and Wu Yuan.
"Put these on your head. It should be able to withstand the hurricane …"
Fei Ting and Qiu Zhaojun's eyes lit up.
Others might not know what these things were, but they had already seen through them!
That was an immortal artifact! With these things on their heads, no matter how powerful the spiritual energy hurricane was, what could it possibly do?
As for Ji Le and Xiao Wu, given their strength, they shouldn't be afraid of the hurricane. As for Liu Yiyi … with the Violetwood Immortal Hairpin, she shouldn't be in any danger.
With such thoughts in mind, they hurriedly took the items and placed them on their heads.
As soon as the frying pan, ladle, and basin were placed on their heads, Fei Ting and the others immediately felt a surge of energy shrouding them. It was as if they had received protection, and their bodies felt warm and comfortable.
"What are they doing?"
"I don't know …"
"Placing a frying pan, ladle, and basin on their heads … There must be something wrong with their heads!"
"Elder Tan, are you sure that he's the head of the Alliance Elder Hall and not a fool?"
…
Upon seeing their actions, Tan Jin and the others, who were in the defensive formation, glanced at one another in bewilderment.
The Spirit Valley Hurricane would gradually grow stronger and stronger. Initially, they thought that these people would back off when they couldn't withstand it, but in the end … they placed their frying pan, ladle, and basin on their heads, and there were still four of them who didn't prepare anything at all …
They must have escaped from a mental hospital!
With a pale face, Tan Jin bellowed, "Fei Ting, stop messing around here!"
"Elder Tan, thank you for your concern. I feel really, really good now …"
With the frying pan on his head, Fei Ting replied with a smile.
"…"
Tan Jin's face flushed crimson, and he nearly spurted a mouthful of blood. At the same time, Elder Yuan Qin's face also turned green.
He had seen retards before, but this was the first time he had seen someone as retarded as Fei Ting … You feel really good just because you have a frying pan on your head … What the heck is going on? Don't you know what's going on?
Just as Tan Jin was about to berate the other party, the whimpering sound suddenly grew closer and closer. Following which, the crowd saw a massive surge of spiritual energy gushing toward them.
Kacha! Kacha!
Elder Yuan Qin and Tan Jin quickly drove their zhenqi and formed a defensive barrier with their Pseudo Immortal realm cultivation. At the same time, the crowd behind them also drove their zhenqi and infused it into the barrier as well.
Weng!
With the zhenqi of so many people, the defensive barrier suddenly became much more resilient. As if a reef in a river, it forcefully parted the hurricane.
Deng deng deng deng!
The hurricane was simply too powerful. Even though the crowd managed to withstand it, they were still knocked back by the sheer force of the impact. Even the boulders on the ground were shattered.
Seeing that they had withstood the first wave of impact, Elder Yuan Qin heaved a sigh of relief. With a wave of his hand, streams of pure spiritual energy were gathered at his fingertips.
Just like the Spirit Abyss River, the Spirit Valley Hurricane carried with it boundless spiritual energy and treasures. This was also the reason why so many cultivators were willing to charge in fearlessly.
Seeing that they had stabilized their footing, the others quickly made their move as well.
"I didn't think that the hurricane would be so powerful. Even with so many people, we nearly failed to withstand it …"
After stabilizing the situation, Tan Jin heaved a sigh of relief.
The hurricane in the Spirit Treasure Valley didn't just appear at random times, its strength was also erratic. Previously, it was still relatively mild, but this time, it was several times stronger than before.
Furthermore, what made one feel even more helpless was that the increase in strength didn't necessarily mean that there would be more treasures. Sometimes, when the hurricane was calm, the treasures would be stronger instead. In any case, it was different every time. One could only wait for the other party to appear before one could know.
There were some lucky cultivators who managed to sneak in when the hurricane wasn't too strong, and they were able to obtain unimaginable treasures.
"Right, Fei Ting …"
Just as Zhang Xuan was lamenting, he suddenly recalled the seven people who had just entered. Without bothering to grab any treasures, he hurriedly turned around to take a look.
With just a glance, his mouth twitched, and he froze on the spot.
"This …"
With a frying pan on his head, Fei Ting was standing leisurely amidst the raging hurricane. He didn't feel the slightest pressure, and he didn't even use the Zhen Yuan in his body.
The other fellows whom he looked down on were standing quietly on the spot. Similarly, the roaring hurricane didn't cause any ripples on their bodies.
If it was just these people, it would be one thing. However, the parrot perched on the young man's shoulder had unknowingly washed its feathers and treated the hurricane as a hairdryer. As it blew, it combed its feathers with its beak leisurely.
What was going on?
Just as Zhang Xuan was unable to make sense of the situation, the young man standing at the very front asked doubtfully, "This is the Spirit Valley Hurricane?"
"That's right!" The eleven or twelve-year-old child nodded his head.
"It feels a little warm and comfortable. Let's go, don't waste any more time …" The young man said.
"Alright!" The child nodded his head, and the seven of them walked forward together.
Wuwuwuwu!
Seemingly sensing that someone was resisting, the hurricane grew even stronger. However, the group didn't seem to mind at all.
"This … This is impossible!"
Elder Yuan Qin's voice sounded in Zhang Xuan's ears.
Turning around, Zhang Xuan saw that his group had noticed that something was amiss with the seven of them. They glanced at one another, dumbfounded.
They were so tired that they could die, but they could only remain on the spot, unable to move at all. On the other hand, the seven of them were carrying pots and pans on their heads … and yet, they were walking forward leisurely, as if they weren't under any pressure at all …
Was there a need for such a huge gap between them?
"It's probably some kind of concealment technique. Don't worry, given the size of the hurricane, even if they can advance, they won't be able to get too far …"
Elder Yuan Qin waved his hand.
He had just said that the other party was courting death, and yet, the other party was walking in leisurely. Didn't they know that he, a Pseudo Immortal realm 3-dan cultivator, was being humiliated?
This was the only reason he could salvage some of his dignity.
"Elder Yuan Qin is right. Look, they've stopped …"
Someone among the crowd shouted.
Tan Jin hurriedly shaved his head, and he saw Fei Ting and the others coming to a halt. The young man standing at the front had a deep frown on his forehead.
"That's more like it …"
Tan Jin heaved a sigh of relief.
If the other party was really able to advance swiftly without any hindrance, he might have really lost his mind. It was fortunate that the other party was only a few dozen steps ahead of them.
He had overtaken them, but not by too much.
But before Tan Jin could finish his thoughts, the frowning young man suddenly took a few steps forward and flicked his wrist.
Hu!
A massive flying ship appeared in front of him, and he beckoned the crowd over. "Walking is too slow. Let's use the flying ship instead …"
After saying those words, the crowd leaped onto the deck.
Hong long!
With a deafening rumble, the flying ship rushed forward. In the blink of an eye, it had already dived into the depths of the canyon, disappearing from everyone's sight.
“？？？”
Tan Jin, Elder Yuan Qin, and the others were dumbfounded.
I can tolerate the fact that you're wearing pots and pans on your head, not setting up a formation, and not driving your energy to resist the hurricane. There are bound to be some people who have some kind of secret art that allows them to ignore the hurricane … But to bring out a thirty-meter-long flying ship and drive it straight into the hurricane, that's a little too much!
There are so many of us here, and we won't even be able to stand if we were to band together.
What the heck?
"Do you think that … the hurricane has a strong repulsive effect on other artifacts, but it doesn't exert any pressure on pans, ladles, and pans?"
After a moment of silence, one of the unaffiliated cultivators said, "I recall that there are some medicinal herbs that are effective on men, but not on women … Perhaps, the Spirit Valley Hurricane is the same as well!"
"That's possible …"
Elder Yuan Qin pondered for a moment before nodding. "There are indeed some dangerous places that require special artifacts to deal with. Why don't you try putting a pan on your head?"
"I don't have a pan, but I do have a ladle!"
The unaffiliated cultivator chuckled softly. With a flick of his wrist, half a gourd appeared in his hand, and he placed it on his head.
"I'll give it a try then …" Taking a deep breath, the unaffiliated cultivator took a step back, breaking away from the 'arrow' formation formed by the crowd, and stepped forward.
"Will a ladle work?"
Seeing the unaffiliated cultivator step out, Tan Jin couldn't help but shout.
The unaffiliated cultivator with a ladle was just about to reply when a hurricane suddenly rushed toward him. Before he could finish his words, his body was already crushed. The Zongshi realm cultivator Zhen Yuan didn't even last a single breath.
Boom!
With a resounding explosion, he was reduced to dust on the spot. Blood splattered everywhere, and even his soul didn't manage to escape in time.
"…"
Everyone's lips twitched, unable to say a word.
Fei Ting and the others were able to do it, but they couldn't … What in the world happened?
"It seems like …"
Elder Yuan Qin clenched his fists tightly as his face turned livid. "It seems like … the ladle is doomed!"
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