Immortal Trapping Formation

“These potions Senior Brother refined are just too useful… Sigh, I wonder if Senior Brother is safe right now. Beiju Luzhou is so dangerous. They say even a mindless beast can take a cultivator’s life…” That familiar aquamarine figure suddenly appeared in her mind. Gan Tang couldn’t help but puff out her cheeks, her fingertips unconsciously twisting the corner of her sleeve as she grumbled to herself, “Hmph! Wretched Senior Brother, always telling me to be more stable, yet he’s the one who insists on running into danger. And he didn’t even bring his witty and brave little junior sister with him!”

‘Sigh, if only the Jade Signet could communicate across continents. Then I could ask Senior Brother if he’s okay.’

Gan Tang was lost in thought, completely oblivious to the shadow that had suddenly appeared before her…

“Junior Sister Gan Tang, watch out!”

“Get out of the way!”

Several anxious roars violently slammed into her ears!

Gan Tang looked up in shock, her pupils constricting—she saw seven or eight ferocious giant-clawed shrimp demons bursting from the waves.

A dozen massive pincers, glinting with a cold light, were already tearing through the air, heading straight for the top of her head with a piercing shriek!

At the same time, the sand beneath her feet exploded with several ‘puffs’!

Several armored crab demons swung their sickle-like claws, viciously aiming for her ankles!

An attack from above and below—a death trap had formed!

In a flash, Gan Tang let out a small cry and casually pulled a translucent glass vial from her sleeve and threw it.

Her senior brother’s voice echoed in her mind—”If you run into an emergency, or encounter some troublesome enemies, just smash this bottle.”

Crack!

The glass vial shattered among the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and a cloud of deep black smoke billowed out, enveloping them in an instant.

The next moment, all the pouncing demons froze in place, maintaining their ferocious attack poses, as if they were solidified statues.

A sea breeze, carrying the scent of salt and fish, blew past—

“Shhh… shhh…”

The shrimp demons’ carapaces, harder than fine steel, began to peel off and dissipate inch by inch like cigarette ash!

Beneath the shells, only a few strange roses, as dark as night, slowly drifted down, then took deep root in the sand, swaying bizarrely in the wind.

Gan Tang let out a long sigh of relief.

She patted her chest and was about to step forward to inspect when she suddenly felt the surrounding atmosphere become strangely stagnant—

She turned her head to see several senior brothers and sisters who had been rushing towards her frozen not far away, each with a peculiar expression on their face.

“Hmm?” Gan Tang blinked, confused.

A Nascent Soul realm senior brother’s wrist trembled, and his sword clattered onto the gravel at his feet.

He scrambled to pick it up and, clearing his throat, forced a calm expression. “Ahem… ahem! Junior Sister Gan Tang, you… you carry on. We… we were just passing by. We-we didn’t disturb your demon slaying, did we?”

“Right, right, I was just passing by, just passing by.”

Deep within the Juezhang Treasure Forest, in a hidden valley, several dark figures were hiding in a thicket, discussing something via voice transmission.

“…Zhenjiu’s aura has completely disappeared… along with that peak-Nascent Soul Tianyuan Sect disciple. It’s as if they’ve vanished from the face of the earth…” a hoarse voice said, laced with confusion. “This matter is strange.”

“Hmph!” another voice, thick with anger, rang out. “In my opinion, that scoundrel must have been overcome by greed. He took the payment, silenced the witness, and fled! These lone wolves who work for money are truly unreliable! In the end, they’re no match for the confidants we’ve cultivated ourselves!”

“What about the Immortal-Trapping Formation? Is it ready?”

“The formation’s eye has been set, the runes are hidden,” a third voice replied with certainty. “Although that female immortal is strong, this formation is enough to ensure she cannot escape!”

“Good. Although the situation has changed, it shouldn’t be a major problem,” the leader mused. “Later, send a message to the Fourth Prince. Arrange for a group of people to deliberately ambush the Fourth Prince to lure that Tianyuan Sect immortal over.”

“Once she is lured away, we will personally take action, capture the two juniors, Bai Yan and Zhuang Yang, throw them into the Immortal-Trapping Formation as bait, and then lure that female immortal into the formation!”

His voice grew colder, each word like ice. “This plan is related to the change of the throne. The Sixth Princess—she is the key piece to stir the winds and clouds. There can be no mistakes! We must get her under our control. And while we’re at it… we can also help the Fourth Prince fulfill his long-cherished wish.”

Several low, confident chuckles spread through the shadows.

The leader’s five fingers suddenly clenched into a fist!

The surrounding dark figures dispersed silently into the forest like ghosts, vanishing without a trace.

Half a day later.

Several black-clothed men with cold auras burst from the shadows, pouncing on the resting Qingfeng and Shangguan Yunzhu!

In a flash, Qingfeng’s eyes sharpened, and without hesitation, he crushed a jade talisman in his hand!

Xuan Mo, who had been meditating above Bai Yan and Zhuang Yang, was suddenly jolted.

She turned and shot towards the southwest.

Qiong Gong couldn’t keep up with Xuan Mo’s figure at all and could only trail far behind her.

The moment Xuan Mo flew away, a dozen auras burst forth from below.

Among them, an Integration realm expert launched a sneak attack, knocking Bai Yan and Zhuang Yang unconscious and carrying them away.

Half an hour later, Xuan Mo hurriedly flew back alone, leaving the slow-flying Qiong Gong to secretly protect Qingfeng and Shangguan Yunzhu from above.

By now, Xuan Mo had also sensed that something was wrong.

But she had rushed over too quickly.

By the time she found Bai Yan and Zhuang Yang, she was already deep within a great formation.

The surroundings were filled with a white fog, and when her spiritual sense probed the area, all that returned was a flash of white light.

Xuan Mo knew this was bad.

She forcefully circulated her magical power, and with a flick of her sleeve, she instantly pulled the unconscious Zhuang Yang and Bai Yan, who were lying on the ground, into her own stable domain for protection.

Xuan Mo flew around randomly within the trapping formation.

Not being proficient in formations, she soon discovered that she was just going in circles.

“Fortunately, there’s still that big general guarding Yunzhu and Qingfeng.”

Just as Xuan Mo breathed a sigh of relief in her heart and was about to calm down and think of a way to break the formation, Lu Qiancha’s warning from before she entered the Juezhang Treasure Forest echoed in her ears: “Martial Aunt Xuan, someone of unknown origin is always suspicious. Never trust them lightly.”

‘Could that Qiong Gong be…’

For a moment, a cold sweat broke out on Xuan Mo’s forehead.

‘Luring the enemy, diverting them, capturing the bait, setting the trap, and leading the target in…’

‘It’s all connected… I… I’ve been led by the nose and played for a fool from the very beginning?!’

‘Crap! What about that little one, Lu Qiancha? Her cultivation is the lowest. Could she have already been killed by this group?!’

‘No! Qingfeng… Yunzhu…’ A flash of insight struck Xuan Mo’s mind, her thoughts racing.

‘Their target wasn’t Zhuang Yang and Bai Yan at all! It was those two!! Damn it! Why didn’t I think of it sooner!’

“Cowards hiding in the shadows!! Get the hell out here for this immortal!!!” A mixture of shock and rage, Xuan Mo could no longer hold back.

Her angry shout, infused with immortal power, exploded like a clap of thunder in the vast white fog. “You only know how to play these ghostly tricks! If you have the guts, show yourselves and fight this immortal fair and square—even if you have an army of thousands, what do I have to fear!!!”

However, the only response she received were a few low growls of beasts from deeper within.

The thick fog remained, as silent as a tomb.

“Aaargh—!!!”

Xuan Mo glared furiously at the formation that trapped her, feeling a suffocating frustration and anger with no outlet.

She stomped her feet several times in fury, shaking the fog. “So annoying! So annoying! This damn blasted formation! So annoying!!!”