Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 291

Chapter 291: Chapter 65 Crossing Tribulation_2

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As expected, a massive purple figure emerged from the crowd.

The figure was bound by chains as thick as arms, unable to move at all.

It was Fanming, the former divine beast of the East Saint Sect.

“Squawk!”

Seeing Ji Lan, Fanming seemed to remember something. After a brief pause, it immediately began to call out.

“The divine beast truly possesses a spirit!”

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Ji Lan observed Fanming’s wretched state and then pulled out a bell-like treasure from his sleeve.

He then infused Mana and activated the bell.

Upon hearing the bell, Fanming immediately began to struggle.

However, despite its vigorous struggles, the chains tightened even more the more it struggled.

“Ning Daohuan!”

Ji Lan cursed indignantly in a low voice, then immediately stopped ringing the bell.

He carefully walked forward and examined the material of the chains, which caused his eyebrows to furrow immediately.

“Ning Daohuan pulled out all the stops. He actually used the extremely precious grade IV ‘Mysterious Fire Iron’ to forge the chain Magic Tool!”

“What a waste of such a treasure!”

If the material is forged into a Magic Tool, it’s not a big deal if the tool is valuable. However, this chain Magic Tool could only be used to bind Fanming’s Primordial Spirit, which was a complete waste of such a treasure.

After some thought, Ji Lan took another Class III top-grade Magic Tool and hit one corner of the chain with all his might.

Nevertheless, it merely left a small mark on the chain.

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It took Ji Lan quite an effort to chip off a palm-sized chunk from the chain.

“What a pity, what a pity!”

Ji Lan regretfully threw the broken piece of the chain aside.

Then, he scanned over the more than fifty chains tied to Fanming. While impressed by Ning Daohuan’s extravagance, he grew even more irritated.

“Just to break these chains, I’m afraid it would take half a year.”

“But it doesn’t matter. Now that I’m back in East Saint’s territory, time is not an issue!”

With this thought.

He had to temporarily give up on Fanming, and instead began to deploy the shifting technique, heading outside of the formation.

“The style of Tianmen Cult’s Sect Protection Array is indeed different from ours in Chen State, and even different from the nearby Sen State and Fu State.”

Someone exclaimed.

Even so, with the joint effort of more than twenty Golden Core cultivators, the outer perimeter of the formation was almost dismantled.

Just then.

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A terrifying scream suddenly came from Zhongyuan City, reverberating across half of Chen State.

“Who dares to tamper with Tianmen Cult’s Sect Protection Array in our territory!”

It was unequivocally the voice of Lu Yuansheng!

The cry echoed through the sky, even causing the white clouds in mid-air to scatter.

The Golden Core cultivators outside of East Saint’s territory heard this voice and immediately paused.

They unexpectedly felt a pang of guilt.

However, at this moment, several strange laughter followed.

One of the voices, clear as a morning bell, spoke in a low voice:

“Are our friends from the Five Sects here? Ha ha, rest assured and act. We will do our best to hold off this Lu Yuansheng for you!”

After that, from the direction of Zhongyuan City, an astonishing wave of Soul fluctuation was transmitted.

“Get lost!”

Lu Yuansheng shouted angrily.

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Then came the mingling of Mana and Soul, and the heart-stopping vibrations followed.

“Heh, these incense fire Daoists actually have some use.”

Zhong Bu sneered and immediately cut down with a sword. The formation in front of him instantly shattered, revealing the scene inside.

“Even if Lu Yuansheng comes, he won’t be much help. With so many of us here, even if we can’t take him down for a while, it won’t matter once his Mana is exhausted. He’ll just be a dead man walking.”

Ci Ren Pengcuo said with a laugh.

The Golden Core cultivators around him regained their composure and even seemed to be in the mood for humor.

Now that Ning Daohuan and the other twenty Golden Core cultivators of Tianmen Cult were absent, plus the Teleportation Array in the base had been destroyed, it was likely that Ning Daohuan would have a hard time getting back to Chen State anytime soon.

Only Lu Yuansheng was left here, struggling desperately, but he was no more than a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Once everyone had cleared out the Tianmen Cult base, they would be able to free up their hands.

Then, whether it was Lu Yuansheng or the Incense Fire Dao, neither could escape death.

Only Ji Lan faintly felt as if something was not quite right.

He pondered while helping the Golden Core True Person within his sect to break the formation.

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After thinking about it, he finally noticed what was wrong.

“It’s too smooth… this operation has gone too smoothly!”

But upon careful thought, it all made sense.

It was entirely plausible that Ning Daohuan and the other Golden Core True People were busy dealing with the Incense Fire Dao at another base.

And using Lu Yuansheng as a decoy to attract everyone’s attention, making them hesitant to act rashly, also made sense.

If he hadn’t learned of this secret from Cheng Shu, he wouldn’t have dared to bring people here.

“Wait! Could Cheng Shu have already defected, and faked the message to me on purpose?”

But then he thought that didn’t seem right either.

After all, Cheng Shu’s trust from Lu Yuansheng was still due to the Class II upper grade, top grade spirit chicken he had secretly obtained from the East Saint Sect.

Otherwise, how could he possibly have cultivated a Spirit Beast of such a high grade in such a short time, with his pretty average Spirit Beast cultivation ability.

If this matter were to be exposed, Cheng Shu would surely lose Lu Yuansheng’s trust.

So, in Ji Lan’s view, there was a possibility that Cheng Shu had defected, but it was very small.

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After much thought, he still couldn’t figure out what the problem was.

Soon enough.

A cry of agony was heard from outside Zhongyuan city!

Following that, a dazzling light suddenly burst out!

It was the extraordinary sign of a Class III cultivator’s death!

“Friends of the Five Major Sects, aren’t you done yet?”

As clear as a morning bell and teeth ground, the voice echoed.

The people who were breaking the formation looked at each other and smiled.

“Hehe, it seems that Lu Yuansheng is really in a hurry! He probably knows that once the formation is broken, he can no longer save the teleportation array, and he’ll be all alone.”

“Unfortunately for him, it’s useless to be anxious. Friend Ji Lan had already snuck in using the strategy left by the predecessors and destroyed the teleportation array.”

“Everyone, don’t worry, take it easy.”

“Let’s continue shedding the blood of the Incense Fire Dao!”

It didn’t take long.

There was another scream, and a strange phenomenon suddenly floated up in the sky.

“Aren’t you finished yet?”

The booming voice was already filled with urgency and anxiety.

“Soon!”

At this time, Ci Ren Pengcuo was kind-hearted and responded.

Indeed, it was really going to be quick. Although everyone deliberately slowed down, it was still fast with more than twenty Golden Core true people taking action, and the big formation was quickly disintegrated and broken open.

The people then flew in all directions of the East Saint Sect base, scanning every inch of the ground with their spiritual sense to make sure no hidden dangers were left.

These cultivators were all diligent, mainly because they all understood the harm of Tianmen Cult leaving Chen State and had personally witnessed the pitiful state of the East Saint Sect being forced to leave its base. As a result, no one dared to slack off.

Seeing this, Ji Lan finally felt somewhat relieved.

Looking at the familiar site of the East Saint Sect, a sense of joy spontaneously grew in his heart.

“We have finally returned!”

“Otherwise, I, Ji Lan, would have no face to face my master or Jiaohu Ancestor…”

Just at this moment.

The sky suddenly darkened!

With the interplay of Qi, the cultivators involuntarily looked towards the southeast direction.

There, before anyone realized it, the sky had suddenly filled with layers of thick dark clouds.

Between the dark clouds, a sense of disaster and uncertainty was brewing, seeming like infinite tribulations were about to descend.

“Heavenly Tribulation! It’s a Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation!”

“Master Pang of the Mountain Sea Sect is about to Cross the Tribulation?!”