Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor-Chapter 1983: The Ninefold Soul-Trapping Array Confines the Powerful Enemy
In Hanwei’s view, the main hall doors of the Cold Flame Sect had already been blasted open by an arrow from Fang Bai. If Fang Bai were to sneak in again to rescue Fairy Xuanbing and Qin Yaorao, without himself overseeing, he might indeed succeed.
Fairy Xuanbing and Qin Yaorao were both brought back across the Ice Sea by Hanwei. Both women possessed Innate Spiritual Roots and Primordial Yin Physiques. Hanwei intended to dual cultivate with them to increase his cultivation level. If Fang Bai rescued them, wouldn’t his efforts have been in vain?
Understanding Fang Bai’s intention, Hanwei was both shocked and angry, his evil fire surged, wanting to fly up and chase Fang Bai, but was helplessly entangled by Flood Dragon Venerable who wielded the Soul Loss Bell, unable to break free for a moment.
"I’ll first kill you, old thief! Then I’ll kill that little thief!"
Hanwei roared loudly, fully focusing on dealing with Flood Dragon Venerable, intending to quickly kill him to get rid of this persistent "plaster".
A half-immortal rank expert exerting full effort, how powerful the attack would be.
The abundant spiritual energy, with layers of pressure, surged towards Flood Dragon Venerable like a landslide or tsunami, an astonishing force.
With one punch, Hanwei could instantly freeze a hundred-meter radius space, and Flood Dragon Venerable narrowly escaped several times, thanks to the obstruction of the Soul Loss Bell, miraculously escaping danger.
"Even a Royal Grade Superior Spiritual Artifact, I could deal cracks with a few punches! This big bell is so solid, unscathed, could it be the legendary Immortal Artifact?"
Hanwei’s mind was stirred, scrutinizing the Soul Loss Bell in Flood Dragon Venerable’s hand, his eyes revealing a peculiar glow.
Even though he was of half-immortal rank cultivation level, being one of the top experts of the present age, he did not dare to consider himself the first among the powerhouses of the three thousand great worlds.
If he had an Immortal Artifact, he would have the confidence to challenge any formidable opponent in the world.
Thus, seeing the Soul Loss Bell in Flood Dragon Venerable’s hand, greed arose within him, his eyes burning hot, wanting to claim it for himself.
"Where did you get this Spiritual Artifact from?"
Hanwei landed a punch, forcing Flood Dragon Venerable back a step, harshly demanding.
Flood Dragon Venerable retreated while fighting, although fully suppressed by Hanwei, he showed no panic and laughed, "Hehe, what Spiritual Artifact? This Soul Loss Bell of mine is an Immortal Artifact!"
"It really is an Immortal Artifact!"
Hearing this, Hanwei was overjoyed, extending his large hand forward, shouting, "Give me the Immortal Artifact, and I’ll spare your life!"
"Give it to you? Dream on! Come and get it with your skills!"
While speaking, Flood Dragon Venerable’s figure had already retreated into the valley where Fang Bai had set up the formation.
Hanwei, eager to get the Immortal Artifact, ignored everything else, following Flood Dragon Venerable into the valley.
Flood Dragon Venerable, seeing that he successfully lured Hanwei into Fang Bai’s Nine Bends Soul Loss Formation, secretly rejoiced, shaking out a spirit stone, activating the switch of the formation.
Countless rays of light soared into the sky, weaving into a massive net of light, shrouding the entire valley within.
Hanwei felt the scene before him suddenly change, gathering a large amount of light smoke and thin mist, making it difficult to see everything around, occasionally human experts or powerful spirit beasts suddenly darted out from the mist, launching fierce attacks on him.
If a cultivator with slightly weaker strength was trapped in this illusion, they would involuntarily join in endless battles with human experts or powerful spirit beasts, eventually dying of exhaustion.
But after all, Hanwei was of half-immortal rank cultivation, with firm will, not easily beguiled by the formation’s illusion, regaining some clarity after a momentary loss of focus.
"Old man, let me show you the power of this great formation!" 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
Flood Dragon Venerable laughed heartily, not in a hurry to exit the Nine Bends Soul Loss Formation, instead, he unleashed the Soul Loss Bell, continuing to attack Hanwei.
Hanwei could hear Flood Dragon Venerable’s voice, but for a moment couldn’t discern his direction, nor could he see his figure. Seeing the Soul Loss Bell floating in the air, continuously emitting annoying sound waves disturbing his mind, he punched with full force upwards, aiming to hit the Soul Loss Bell.
He then followed Flood Dragon Venerable’s laughter, using the wind to locate him, and launched another punch.
However, after this punch was thrown, the immensely strong force seemed to sink into the sea, disappearing without a trace.
It was like a strong person gathering power for ages, when punching towards the opponent, found the opponent vanished from sight, and the punch hit empty air, feeling extremely unsatisfying.
Hanwei did not know that although his strike seemed to miss and had no effect, it actually posed a significant threat to the Nine Bends Soul Loss Formation, causing a violent turmoil in the light net enveloping the entire valley.
No matter how marvelous a formation in this world is, when it encounters sufficient powerful force, there is no need to waste effort thinking of ways to break it, brute force can directly shatter it.
If Hanwei’s strength were just a bit stronger, this Nine Bends Soul Loss Formation might have been broken in an instant.
"A half-immortal rank expert is indeed formidable! If this old fellow keeps attacking, the Nine Bends Soul Loss Formation might not hold out for long before it collapses."
After exiting the formation, Flood Dragon Venerable watched the trembling light net, silently calculating the time, hoping Fang Bai could rescue Qin Yaorao and Fairy Xuanbing within a hundred breaths, and then they could leave this place together.
...
As Flood Dragon Venerable entangled Hanwei, Fang Bai, like a lightning bolt, shot towards the direction of the Cold Flame Sect, once again infiltrating the vast valley where the Cold Flame Sect was located.
With Hanwei, the half-immortal rank expert gone from the Cold Flame Sect, Fang Bai grew bolder. Although he concealed his own aura, he was no longer as cautious and meticulous as before.
At this moment around the main hall of the Cold Flame Sect, four Direct Disciples of the seven-layer Heavenly Tribulation level were guarding.
Although the sect was invaded, in the minds of the Cold Flame Sect disciples, since the sect leader had gone to hunt down the intruders, the opponent was doomed, and there was no need for high-alert vigilance.
Therefore, although those four Direct Disciples were responsible for guarding the main hall, each stood there lazily, chatting and laughing leisurely.
Fang Bai silently approached the four Cold Flame Sect Direct Disciples, then used the Soul Capturing Heart Refining Technique, launching a divine sense attack on the four.
Though those four Cold Flame Sect Direct Disciples had the same cultivation level as Fang Bai, their strength was far inferior, thus they were easily controlled by Fang Bai, falling into a brief state of stupor.
In this brief moment, Fang Bai successfully slipped into the main hall, appearing in front of Qin Yaorao and Fairy Xuanbing.
Qin Yaorao felt a gentle breeze on her face, a blur before her eyes, raising her eyes and focusing, she saw Fang Bai in white robe standing before her with a smile.
"..."
Though unable to move or speak, Qin Yaorao’s eyes quickly filled with moisture, indicating how shocked and excited she was at the moment.
Fairy Xuanbing beside Qin Yaorao also saw Fang Bai. Although she did not recognize Fang Bai, from Qin Yaorao’s excited and joyful expression upon seeing Fang Bai, she seemed to guess something, her eyes turned cold, and her expression became somewhat unpleasant.
