Lord of Time: From a Five Elements Cultivator to a Master of All Daos

Chapter 177 Alertness
"What is Ying Xian's status in your Wang family?"

“I heard from my uncle that as a fourth-rank formation master, he holds an extremely high status, second only to the patriarch and the two Nascent Soul ancestors.

"Even a third-level formation master like my uncle would show respect to him. I really don't understand why he would take this opportunity to betray the family."

Wang Bofeng had the same puzzled look on his face.

Not getting an answer, Wei Zhong simply stopped asking.

As everyone moves forward, the team has grown to more than twenty people.

Although most of them were in the Foundation Establishment Stage, there were also eight Jindan Stage cultivators present.

With such strength, the robber cultivators encountered on the road would not dare to provoke him, and even ordinary evil cultivators would not dare to attack him.

The group bypassed Luohuang Valley where evil cultivators might exist and arrived at Songlong Palace safely.

Looking at the extremely quiet exterior of the hall, Wei Zhong and the others did not rush forward, as they all sensed something was wrong.

"Are there any disciples guarding this place on weekdays?"

Wang Bofeng nodded:
"Indeed!"

Wei Zhong frowned, and added black water spiritual power and Gangqi defense at the same time, and said to the people behind him:

"I'll go explore the way first."

After saying this, Wei Zhong's figure turned into a shadow and disappeared.

"Friend Wei's escape method is truly unpredictable!"

Wanyan Fu exclaimed.

Xun Yangzi also nodded repeatedly.

Only after fighting with it, can you know the role of this escape method in the battle.

Songlong Hall is a golden hall located on a small hill here. The golden glazed tiles on the roof of the hall reflect the sunlight at this time, showing a golden color.

The hall was not big. Standing at the foot of the mountain, Wei Zhong could estimate that it was about five or six miles wide and no more than seven feet high.

According to Wang Bofeng, this place is the "health club" of the old monks in the Wang family. Songlong means to relax the dragon bones, which is somewhat similar to the massage in the previous life.

But the technique is more sophisticated, with various precious spiritual objects and professional technicians...

'If I have the chance, I'll give it a try.'

Wei Zhong looked at the dense vegetation rapidly receding under his feet and did not take the main path up the mountain.

But if you fly like this, you will have to stop after only a few dozen breaths.

Wei Zhong encountered an obstacle formed by a formation.

'These old fellows are so idle.'

Knowing that these formations were set up by the old cultivators of the Wang family in their spare time, Wei Zhong had no choice but to explore around Songlong Hall.

After searching everywhere, I found that there was only one entrance and exit: the main road.

Although with Wei Zhong's means, it would not be a problem to break in from other locations, but this would inevitably create a huge noise and defeat the purpose of the investigation.

So Wei Zhong had to return to the main road again.

Looking at the hall in front of him, Wei Zhong remained alert and waved his hand to take out Yin Xuan.

'The puppet's physique is stronger and safer. Even if something unexpected happens, it will only lose 20% of its spiritual consciousness, which is still within the price it can bear.'

Yin Xuan's eyes lit up, and Wei Zhong's distraction completely activated the puppet.

With a flick of his fingertips, the silver-white body was instantly covered with red blood threads, which swirled and intertwined, forming bloody exposed muscles, and then pale yellow skin grew on the flesh and blood...

Finally, the puppet with Wei Zhong's face and the same robe stepped into the formation.

As for the main body, it escaped into the cave at this moment, sensing the outside world through Yinxuan's perspective.

'It's so quiet!'

Since Wei Zhong approached this small hill and even got close to the formation, he has not seen any member of the Wang family.

There was no trace of the guarding disciple mentioned by Wang Bofeng.

Wei Zhong walked along the main road through the formation, and inside was a hall that looked even more magnificent, with six gray stone steps and a vermilion hall door on top.

"The Wang family really put a lot of thought into appeasing the old monks in the clan."

Monks are different from ordinary people. Ordinary people need care when they are old, weak, exhausted, or seriously ill.

But it is different for monks. An old monk only looks old. Thanks to his cultivation and spiritual power, his physique is still far superior to that of ordinary people, and he does not have to worry about aging like ordinary people.

On the contrary, the older the monk is, the more experience he has in cultivation and even various skills.

It is like a treasure to young monks.

The purpose of the Wang family building this temple is to take good care of the old monk and allow him to successfully pass on this heritage.

There was no sign of fighting outside the hall. Wei Zhong pushed open the vermilion door and found nothing inside either.

But when Wei Zhong stepped one foot inside, he suddenly felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows.

Retracting his legs and stepping back, Wei Zhong stared at the empty hall.

"Everyone, this person has discovered that I am waiting, so don't hide."

"Ha ha……"

Several figures suddenly appeared in the shadows of the hall, and Wei Zhong's expression became slightly solemn.

"Demon?"

The aura carried by these people was extremely similar to that of Astragalus. Wei Zhong was 80% sure that they were all demons, not magic cultivators.

"Oh, you are a knowledgeable person who can recognize our identities."

"again?"

Before Wei Zhong could express his doubts, a shadow suddenly appeared behind him, with a cold light emitting from it.

As if nothing had happened, Wei Zhong casually waved his hand and held the tip of the sword in his hand.

"What does 'again' mean? Is there someone else in this hall?"

Ignoring Wei Zhong's words, several people's expressions changed instantly when they saw Wei Zhong's nonchalant attitude.

Especially the man who had attacked Wei Zhong, seeing that his tricks had been discovered, wanted to draw his sword back, but no matter how hard he tried, the tip of the sword was firmly grasped by Wei Zhong's two fingers and he could not move.

Yin Xuan is the highest masterpiece of Wei Zhong's puppetry. With the blessing of many spiritual materials, his physique is even stronger than that of a third-stage late-stage physical cultivator. So it is no problem for him to control a third-stage magic weapon.

The spiritual core in the body rotated, and the puppet's fingers suddenly exerted force.

With a "bang", the tip of the magic sword was crushed by Yin Xuan's bare hands. This scene made the demon's face change suddenly. He quickly hid in the shadows and returned to his companions.

Several people looked at Yin Xuan as if they were looking at a monster.

"Physical training?"

With such a strong physique, he is undoubtedly a physical cultivator, and a top-level physical cultivator among the three levels.

Several people looked at each other and decided to join forces to besiege Yu Wei Zhong.

But Wei Zhong controlled the Yinxuan puppet to retreat quickly, then floated in the air and activated the signal arrow.

A brilliant firework exploded in the sky and could be seen from miles around, including Wanyan Fu and his group who had been waiting at the foot of the mountain.

"Let's go, there are enemies, Brother Wei is in trouble."

Wei Zhong looked at the stunned people in front of him and murmured:
"If you can summon help, who would want to play one-on-one with you?"

A cloud of mist covered his body, and Wei Zhong's real body replaced the Yinxuan puppet.

Several people arrived behind him, all of them were at the Jindan stage.

"Brother Wei!"

Looking at the people rushing over, Wei Zhong pointed to the hall:
"There are seven or eight demons hiding in this palace, everyone be careful."

"Demons?" Xun Yangzi and everyone else were shocked.

"Could it be that the demons are behind the Wang family's turmoil?"

“I don’t know, but it’s pretty close.

"But now is not the time for us to speculate. There are suspected members of the Wang family trapped in the palace. We still need to kill the demons and rescue our fellow Taoists."

Upon hearing this, all the cultivators took out their magical weapons.

The foundation-building monks retreated to the foot of the mountain, leaving only eight Jindan monks standing in front of the hall.

Wei Zhong took the initiative and a ball of red flame eight feet wide condensed in front of him and smashed straight into the hall.

There was no formation protection on the palace, which was what Wei Zhong had just discovered.

In an instant, countless golden glazed tiles shattered, and the vermilion gate also collapsed...

A cloud of thick smoke rose up, and taking advantage of the chaos, everyone started to cast spells and attack.

Wei Zhong used the techniques of concealing his breath and becoming invisible to go deeper into the place and found a demon.

Coincidentally, he was the one whose magic weapon was crushed by Yin Xuan's clone.

Wei Zhong directly stabbed the man with a soul-stirring stab, causing him to become stiff. Before he could react, he swung the Xuanming sword in his hand and cut off his head.

His cultivation was only at the early stage of Jindan, and his methods were limited. He was defeated by Wei Zhong with just one move.

When his companions found out that their companion was dead, they did not show any anger, but instead looked a little solemn.

They each made hand gestures, and dozens of bone swords were activated, heading straight for Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong was about to escape, but the bone sword turned and followed Wei Zhong.

The sword tips and sword heads came together, and dozens of bone swords were pieced together to form a bone cage, wrapping Wei Zhong inside.

"You want to trap me if you can't beat me?"

Black and red golden flames spread from Wei Zhong's palm, and they approached the bone sword, making a hissing sound between the two.

Endless blood-colored droplets emerged from the bone sword, which came into contact and merged with the golden flame, and the two were in a stalemate for a while.

Jin Liuyan failed to break the bone sword cage, which made Wei Zhong frown.

Without thinking, the black ball appeared and the throwing technique was activated at close range.

The huge recoil force pushed Wei Zhong's body two feet, causing a large blood-red light to appear in front of him.

Looking carefully, he saw that the bone sword shattered where the throwing technique hit, and the blood-colored droplets that escaped from it acted like glue, gluing the broken bones together.

"You can't break this?"

Wei Zhong's attack really scared the demons outside. They didn't expect that he could launch such a powerful attack.

This technique almost broke the bone sword cage formed by the combined magic power of everyone.

"Fortunately, the strength of his attack is limited. As long as it does not exceed the cage threshold, and we continue to infuse mana into it, this bone sword cage will continue to repair itself, making it impossible for him to escape."

"boom!"

A demon repelled the human cultivator in front of him and said:

"But trapping only this cultivator is not a solution. The fluctuations of the battle will attract more and more Wang family cultivators. After all, we have limited manpower and are no match for them."

"In my opinion, Lord Ying Xian has already mastered the formation. Our task of besieging these third-level formation masters is almost over. Why not retreat now?"

"But if we let these people go, what if they go and fight with Lord Ying Xian for control of the formation?"

"Humph, how can these rotten fish and shrimp compare with the means of Lord Ying Xian? Besides, we have just exhausted most of their magic power..."

"boom!"

Wei Zhong used another throwing technique to hit the bone sword cage. Multiple attacks had put it in danger.

Seeing that Wei Zhong was about to escape, the demons present instantly reached a consensus.

"Retreat, this person is about to escape. If he joins forces with the Wang family cultivators who have gathered here, it is possible that we will be trapped here forever."

Having said this, several demons instantly withdrew their attack power, fought while retreating, and then each looked for a chance to get rid of the opponent in front of them and escape.

Wei Zhong completely destroyed the bone sword cage with a flying throw. He stared at the last demon that was about to escape, and a piece of fluorescent leather appeared in his hand.

"I don't have many Soul-Shock Thorns, so I'll use this as a replacement."

As early as when he was refining Qi, Wei Zhong knew that hitting this object would have the effect of a spiritual attack.

With a flick of two fingers, an invisible sound wave spread instantly.

The demon only took one step to escape when his body froze instantly.

Endless fear appeared in his eyes:

"This is?"

But before he could get an answer, Xun Yangzi came up behind him and the iron fan slashed through his body like a sharp blade, cutting him in half from top to bottom.

Wei Zhong looked down at the silver-white leather in his hand with a puzzled look on his face.

"This item seems to have a stronger control effect on demons than the Soul-Shocking Thorn?"

"Brother Wei, what kind of method is this that can suppress the demons so much?"

Wei Zhong shook his head and put away the leather:
"I don't know either. The demons have fled. Let's check this place out quickly. There is a high probability that a cultivator from the Wang family has survived."

Sure enough, as soon as Wei Zhong finished speaking, someone's voice was heard, as if he had discovered something.

Wei Zhong and others followed his instructions and met several members of the Wang family in a side hall, as well as the Taoist partner named Peng that Wang Bofeng had been thinking about.

After asking around, he learned that these people were all Wang family's inner formation masters, and were trapped here by Ying Xian's design.

Fortunately, there were many capable people among them who set up magic circles to protect themselves, thus resisting the attacks of the demons and avoiding death.

However, after this period of time, most of the spiritual power of the cultivators inside was used up in order to maintain the formation. If Wei Zhong and others had arrived a little later, the consequences would have been disastrous.

……

At the moment when Wei Zhong knocked on the silver-white leather, Ying Xian, who was far away in Luohuang Valley, noticed it, and the spiritual hand that was controlling the formation stopped instantly.

The Ice Flame Bird in the distance was in immediate trouble. The starlight attack in the air paused for a moment, and Wang Yonghong and his two companions seized the opportunity. They attacked together and almost tore off one of the Ice Flame Bird's wings.

“Ying Xian!!!”

The latter then came to his senses and maintained the magic circle again.

He whispered softly:
"The aura of the same race? Is it Xuedan? No, Xuedan is only at the same level as me. But this aura is of a higher level, and it also reveals a hint of antiquity.

"Could it be that a senior took action in secret?"

Yingxian's expression changes and his thoughts are churning in his mind.

At the edge of the Galaxy Mirror Array, a ball of black mist suddenly exploded, and the aftermath blew away several Jindan cultivators nearby.

The magic weapon barrier that had lasted for a long time was finally broken by Wang Qianxi.

Staring at the ghost-faced monk who was retreating several steps in front of her, Wang Qianxi was extremely angry.

With a quick sweep of his spiritual sense, he discovered that the Wang family was in danger, which made him even angrier.

His mind connected with the formation plate in his body and he instantly gained control of the formation. He realized that a part of it had been seized by someone.

I couldn't help but shout:

"Ying Xian!"

His anger spread along the Galaxy Mirror Array to the entire Wang family.

Except for the area near Nebula Peak, the rest of the Galaxy Mirror Array was controlled by Wang Qianxi.

The formation began to frantically draw spiritual energy from the earth's veins, and it seemed as if a meteor shower was falling inside the Wang family.

Starlight fell in all directions, followed by endless screams...

(End of this chapter)