My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 792 Trap
A hazy sky, Mingling Island. Rolling hills, covered in lush greenery.

In the center is a small lake with a surface as smooth as a mirror.

Not far from the shore, there stands a thick, large tree covered with tendrils.

The massive canopy twinkled with stars, as if hiding countless fireflies.

As the light flickered on and off, a deep, aged, and kind voice rang out: "Wu Neng'er, the demons are coming. Take your younger brothers and sisters and go."

At this moment, a group of strange little people, about half a person's height, were standing under the tree.

They wore robes made of large green leaves, with semi-transparent cloaks draped over their backs with silver patterns. They had pale gold eyes, snow-white hair, and were quite handsome.

The little leader, Wu Neng'er, frowned, the orange flame-shaped ornament on his forehead flickering uncertainly.

"Grandma, if we're going to leave, we should leave together. We can't leave you alone to face the demons." Wu Neng'er said stubbornly.

"Good child..." Grandma's voice was full of joy.

“I’ve been on Mingling Island since I was born. Everything I have is here; it’s hard to leave my homeland.” She sighed, but her voice held a firm resolve.

“Then we won’t leave either,” Wu Neng’er immediately said.

"Human demons are ruthless, but we are not without supernatural powers. In the end, who will live and who will die is still unknown!" he said fiercely.

"Yes, we're not leaving..."

"Yes, it's still too early to tell..."

The little figures behind him nodded and loudly agreed.

"Haha, they're all my good children." Grandma laughed with satisfaction.

"If it were an ordinary enemy, with your help, we might still be able to put up a fight."

"But this time... this time is different."

"The extraterrestrial demons have long coveted the Mysterious Heaven, and this invasion even involved the Demon Ancestor."

"But the Holy Venerable of the Enchanting Realm has been asleep for ten thousand years, and only instinct remains, so he is unable to fight back."

“Mingling Island is one of the spiritual eyes of the mysterious heaven and earth, and those demons will definitely not let it go.”

"You can help me fend off the demons once or twice, but you can't stop the endless waves of human-demon attacks. In the end, you will only die with me." Her voice was low and heavy with sorrow.

"Let's go, let's leave Mingling Island."

"Now that you've left, I have no more worries."

"In a truly critical moment, I can also unleash the self-destructive power of disintegration."

"If you want to seize Mingling Island, then you'll have to see if those demons are tough enough to survive!" Grandma's voice was cold and stern.

"Let's go, Wu Neng'er, take your younger brother and sister to the Endless Sea."

"Human demons value the Heaven and Earth Spirit Eye the most. As long as you leave Mingling Island and hide carefully, you will be safe for a short time."

As soon as the words were spoken, the bright spots of light on the tree all fell silent.

Despite her anxious calls, Wu Neng'er received no response.

"Wu Neng'er, what should we do?" The many little figures behind us asked timidly.

Wu Neng'er looked at her younger siblings behind her, whose faces were filled with panic, and then at the silent tree. Her expression kept changing.

After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "Listen to Grandma, let's leave Mingling Island!"

He led the way in bowing deeply towards the tree.

The silver patterns on his cloak shimmered behind him, then with a bang, unfolded into a pair of transparent wings. With a slight flap, he transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the air.

The other little people also spread their wings and followed closely behind, disappearing from Mingling Island in the blink of an eye.

……

Several months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Five-sided Cloud Platform once again discovered a flying island.

Upon receiving the imperial edict, Chen Mu entered the Xuan Yuan Hall as usual.

At this time, the other nine camp commanders had all arrived.

After nearly half a year of continuous battles, the nine camp leaders had become increasingly fierce, but they also had many more scars on their bodies.

Wen Tong, standing next to Chen Mu, had three dark claw marks above his right eye. Wu Jie, the short, stout Qi cultivator on Wen Tong's other side, had his entire left arm completely gone.

"Fortune favors the bold," Wen Tong laughed, not really caring.

"The three thousand Luofu techniques, which can all communicate with the gods, are all contained in the Haotian Treasure Record."

"You can even exchange them for high-grade magic treasures, and with a little refinement, you can begin to nurture your Dao foundation and cultivate your primordial spirit."

“Normally, that’s the kind of treatment only direct disciples of the Luofu Sect would receive.”

"The current openness and exchange is a great opportunity that has not been seen in a thousand years."

"There are dozens of precious medicines and talismans that can regenerate severed limbs in the treasure book."

"Fellow Daoist Wu has lost his left arm, which looks frightening, but it's not a big deal at all."

Wu Jie, whose sleeves were empty, echoed with fervent eyes: "If we could exchange it for a magic weapon to nurture our Dao foundation, it would be worth losing an arm!"

Tsk!
That's really crazy.

Chen Mu looked at the other camp leaders.

Seeing their expressions of delight at the prospect of war, I couldn't help but twitch the corners of my mouth.

Even the best swimmers can drown; someone so belligerent could easily lose their life. "Fortunately, I have the gray stone door to rely on, and I'm about to successfully refine my spiritual treasure."

"Otherwise, I might have become one of them." He secretly rejoiced.

……

Not long after, Jiang Daojun appeared in the Xuan Yuan Hall.

After half a year of relentless attacks on various flying islands, the routine had become established. He finished arranging everything in just a few words.

Immediately, Jiang Daojun activated the Five Directions Flags, unleashing the Sun-Piercing Rainbow Light to break through the spiritual light defense of the distant flying island.

Then it took off and transformed into a black-scaled feathered serpent, rushing towards the distant flying island first.

The soldiers revealed their true forms as celestial demons in various shapes, resonated together, and set up the Myriad Manifestations Formation to follow the Dao Lord.

Wherever it passed, only the aftershocks of the force pushed aside the clouds and mist along the way.

Chen Mu stood at the entrance of Xuan Yuan Hall, watching the Dao soldiers depart into the distance.

He glanced casually at the beautiful flying island in the distance, its verdant mountains shrouded in mist. Chen Mu then turned his gaze to the Ren-character battalion soldiers not far from the Xuan Yuan Hall.

Originally, the Ren-character camp only had three thousand soldiers, but now it has increased to more than five thousand.

Eighty percent of them were wounded soldiers, many missing limbs. Several newly arrived wounded soldiers were pale and looked hopeless, even struggling to cast the sealing spell.

Chen Mu shook his head helplessly at the sight.

These are all aftereffects of continuous warfare.

"Given the fervent attitude of these camp leaders, my Ren-character camp might just become the largest camp in terms of numbers."

With a cheerful smile, Chen Mu began to cast the Demon-Sealing Spell, drawing upon everyone's magical power.

The Demon-Sealing Spell can transform different types of magical power into a single, powerful force, concentrating it together. Similar to the Yin Spirit Carrying the Mountain Scripture, it emphasizes working together to accomplish great things.

Chen Mu first learned this technique at the Hundred Illusions Sect in Haizhou. It was a spell specially prepared for Dao soldiers.

Although he hadn't mastered it to perfection, he was more proficient than most people. With just a little distraction, he successfully gathered the power of five thousand soldiers and guided it towards the five flags in mid-air.

But just as the demon-sealing power touched the Five Banners...

puff!
With a soft sound, the five flags hanging in mid-air shattered as if a bubble had been punctured by a steel needle, instantly turning into specks of fluorescent light and disappearing.

This is... the Five-Five Flags got overcharged?!
But... I didn't do anything!
Chen Mu looked completely bewildered.

Rumble…

The Xuan Yuan Hall beneath their feet trembled violently.

Chen Mu snapped out of his daze and looked closely. He discovered that the once solid cloud platform seemed to have turned into a puddle of soft mud. The enormous Xuan Yuan Hall had begun to fall downwards from the cloud platform!

The five flags exploded, and the cloud platform began to crumble.
"Is it too late for me to run now?" Chen Mu's face twitched, and his scalp tingled.

The Five Directions Flag is a high-grade magic weapon issued by the Yellow Springs Sect and has always been controlled by Daoist Jiang.

Now that the Five Banners have been destroyed, what if Lord Jiang questions us...?

hold head high!
Just as his mind was racing, a fierce roar suddenly rang out from the distant flying island.

That voice... it's Jiang Daojun!
Did he find out I messed up the Five-Five Flags?!
Chen Mu's heart tightened, and he almost immediately used the Rainbow Light to escape.

He glanced subconsciously at the distant flying island, only to find that the protective aura that had been easily torn apart by the Five Banners had somehow risen again.

The light mist on the island quickly thickened.

The soldiers from various camps, who were just barely visible, were instantly enveloped in the fog and disappeared without a trace.

The entire flying island fell silent in the blink of an eye.

This……

trap? !
Chen Mu's pupils suddenly contracted, and he looked up at the sky, suddenly realizing what was going on.

They didn't blow up the Five Flags at all!

Instead, it's some mysterious, celestial demon causing trouble!

There must have been a mysterious demon lurking near Yuntai beforehand. As soon as Jiang Daojun left Yuntai, it immediately used a secret technique to silently destroy the Five Directions Flag!
Chen Mu felt a chill run down his spine and activated his Listening Divine Power to its fullest extent, immediately sweeping across a radius of twenty miles.

No, no, still no!

"Who exactly ruined the Five Banners!" Chen Mu's face turned ashen.

Click!

There was a loud noise.

Like a biscuit broken in two, a huge crack started from Xuan Yuan Hall and extended to both sides to the edge of the cloud platform.

In the short time it took, the entire Five Directions Cloud Platform had already split into two halves.

Immediately afterwards, a continuous roar echoed within the Renzi Camp.

Hundreds of Taoist soldiers suddenly transformed, growing sharp teeth and claws, and pounced fiercely on those around them.

The five thousand Dao soldiers gathered in front of Xuan Yuan Point instantly fell into chaos.

"Without the protection of the Five Banners, the demonic poison has invaded, causing the onset of delirium!"

Chen Mu's expression grew increasingly grim.

They set a trap to ensnare Jiang Daojun and silently destroyed the Five Banners. The plan was simple, but the effect was extraordinary, far surpassing the passive defense of previous flying islands.

We've run into a tough opponent!