Fairy, listen to my explanation.

Chapter 667 Survival is the most important thing
If you don't want to go in, you can give us the opportunity.

The first group of powerful individuals to storm the Tianfu Continent will undoubtedly receive the Holy Spirit's reward. For these powerful individuals and evil cultivators, this is an immense opportunity!

However, feeling the oppressive aura emanating from the five half-saints, although everyone had some opinions, they dared not express them in the slightest.

"Om!..."

Just then, a vast aura suddenly appeared, and immediately, a figure appeared in front of the seven-colored light screen.

"Saint Envoy Wuyuan!"

"Big brother!"

Upon seeing this figure, a deep sense of awe welled up in the eyes of Mo Jian and the others.

Wu Ting grinned, and the gentle woman beside him moved closer to him in a coquettish manner, seemingly deliberately showing that she was his woman.

Wu Yuan nodded slightly, and with a clench of his fist, the original void rift was torn open as if by a pair of invisible hands.

Through the spatial rift, the view atop Mount Tianming can be vaguely seen.

The three half-saints and Zhou Qingtong looked stern. The half-saints in the formation were already spitting blood and barely breathing. They looked as if they could easily kill them as soon as they stepped into the formation.

"Brother, be careful, these humans are cunning!"

Wu Ting's expression hardened slightly as she offered a reminder.

"Humph!"

Wu Yuan snorted coldly, clenched his fist, and a large hand tore through the void, grabbing directly at the old man in the formation.

"Be bold!"

On the other side of the gap, the Sword Master roared angrily, and his sword light soared into the sky, fiercely slashing at the giant hand that was tearing through the void.

Faced with the soaring sword light, the giant hand suddenly clenched and crushed it. After a brief pause, it continued its relentless grabbing towards the formation.

"You old scoundrel Wuyuan, how dare you use such methods to bully my human race? Do you not have the guts to set foot on the Tianfu Continent?"

The middle-aged man beside the old woman shouted and swung his halberd fiercely at the giant hand.

The halberd in his hand was surrounded by light, clearly a top-grade treasure. Moreover, the subtle fluctuations of its origin around him probably made it second only to a Dao artifact!

"boom!"

With this attack, the giant hand was completely annihilated.

"Lord Wuyuan, why don't we charge in first?"

Seeing this, a half-saint of evil cultivation volunteered.

He didn't consider why none of these human half-saints went to rescue that human powerhouse who was barely breathing, but instead blindly protected him.

In his view, if they waited for it to recover, the formation might be activated again, and now was the best opportunity.

"Fool, you go if you want to go, don't drag me along!"

Mo Jian glared at the burly man and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Before this, he had some suspicions that it was a trap.

Seeing the old man spit out another mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper, his unease grew stronger.

And this idiot actually wanted to volunteer to go and die?

Wu Yuan did not respond, and showed no anger whatsoever at the provocation from the other side of the rift.

His ability to rise step by step to become the second-ranked among the Nine Saints was not only due to his strength and talent, but also, and perhaps more so, to his meticulous mind.

This seven-colored light curtain formation is of great importance, and almost every half-saint in the Tianfu Continent has participated in its management.

How could they possibly allow one of them to expend so much energy and just turn a blind eye?
Moreover, the old man lying in the formation was putting on an over-the-top performance!
"Old Bai, get up, they're not falling for it anymore."

Upon seeing Wu Yuan's appearance, the old woman frowned and said.

Upon hearing this, the old man, who had been lying in the formation with barely perceptible chest movements, opened one eye. When he saw that the other side of the crack was quiet, he rolled over and got up.

Seeing the old man who had been barely breathing and whose mouth was full of blood just moments before, now with a gleam in his eyes, the evil cultivator who had volunteered felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and a cold sweat broke out on his back. Mo Jian gave him a cold glance and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I didn't listen to Wu Ting's foolish words, otherwise, I would probably be dead by now.

"Your acting was terrible. Next time, remember to act like you're forcing it."

Wu Yuan's expression darkened, he snorted coldly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"What? You brats wanted to break through the barrier, but now that the rift passage is open, why don't you dare come in?"

The old man in the formation wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, too lazy to keep up the act any longer, and wore a mocking expression.

"Such provocations are useless against me."

Wu Yuan snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over the broken seven-colored light curtain.

Seeing his appearance, the old man frowned, hesitated for a moment, then stomped his foot, and a powerful surge of primordial energy caused the previously cracked spatial rift to close again.

The seven-colored light screen shimmered with light, showing no sign of dimming.

"This guy……"

Wu Yuan clenched his fist, the coldness in his eyes seeming to transform into a sharp sword that could tear apart the array before him.

Are you really treating them like monkeys?
The key point is that there were actually three idiots who went to their deaths. If I hadn't come, there would probably have been even more idiots like that!
"Big brother, shall we continue?"

Wu Ting belatedly realized what was happening and tentatively asked.

The other half-saints also looked at Wuyuan, their expressions complicated.

Before this, they always fantasized about tearing through the formation, stepping into the Tianfu Continent, and obtaining blood offerings for the Holy Spirit.

However, it was only after the deaths of three half-saints that they realized what was happening.

Continuing the attack will be pointless!
That was, after all, an array that had been blessed by the human race's venerable ones throughout the ages; it was by no means something that a few half-venerables could shake.

Moreover, even if the formation were to break, the five of them might not dare to set foot on the Tianfu Continent through this rift.

"Let's go to the other locations first; we don't need to confine this formation anymore."

Wu Yuan pondered for a moment, then waved his hand and said.

He had fought against many powerful human beings, so he knew that almost every one of the half-saints who had survived to this day was a shrewd and cunning individual, no less so than those known as evil cultivators.

"I will explain to you that there is no need to worry about being held accountable."

Seeing that the group was still standing there, Wu Yuan frowned and said.

Upon hearing this, Mo Jian did not hesitate at all, cupped his hands in greeting, and was the first to leave.

"That bastard!"

A fierce glint flashed in Wu Ting's eyes, clearly displeased.

When it comes to running, Mo Jian is definitely the first one. That guy is a disgrace to them!

"Stop looking. If the position of Holy Envoy becomes vacant, Mo Jian is the most likely candidate to become one of the Holy Envoys."

Wu Yuan glanced at Mo Jian's retreating figure and transmitted his voice.

"Just him?"

Wu Ting scoffed inwardly, but dared not show the slightest doubt on the surface.

The other two half-saints bowed in unison, then quickly retreated with their subordinates.

"Big brother, why do you think so highly of him?"

Watching the colorful light curtain disappear quickly, wondering where it would reappear next, Wu Ting felt unwilling.

"Remember, the most important thing is to survive."

Wu Yuan shook his head and glanced at Rou Nu.

It's quite intriguing that my younger brother has such a peculiar hobby!
(End of this chapter)