Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 197 Fish Scale Thorns

In the forest, a familiar presence was detected in the revealed starlight.

Just like the grand procession of ten thousand people that enveloped the temple at Mingguang Temple before.

The reason this magic array is visible is because it has been eroded by external objects.

The magic array set up by the former bigwig was certainly not comparable to the small magic array of Mingguang Temple.

When this massive magic array realized it was being attacked, it revealed its true form.

This is its resistance, and also its warning.

Judging from the flow of spiritual energy I sensed in the forest, this magic array should not have been completely eroded by external forces.

He wanted to use the flow of spiritual energy within the magic array to slowly trace where the person causing trouble in the shadows was doing their dirty work.

However, the array was too large, and he needed time to find it.

To prevent his two body cultivator brothers from not being able to find him after returning to report the news, he would also leave a signal along the way as a trace.

As he watched his two body cultivator brothers leave, Lin Jian rode his flying sword to a place closer to the star.

However, when they were still some distance away from their opponent, they could no longer advance even an inch.

It's like looking through a thick pane of glass; you can only admire it from afar, not touch it.

However, the spiritual sense that was probed could still clearly detect the other party's presence and could also clearly perceive the flow of spiritual energy within them.

The interplay of light and shadow in the starlight resembled the breath of a human body; tracing the flow of spiritual energy within it, one searched for the direction in which it flowed.

……

Yun Feiyang led a team of three, anxiously setting off from the camp to catch up with the patrol route chosen by the three-person team in the forest before they set off.

They traveled onward but did not see a single person in sight.

Not to mention the forest where they might have been attacked and then fled, they couldn't even find any trace of the two body cultivators who were confirmed to have been killed.

Even if they were ambushed unexpectedly, with the forest around them, it's impossible that the trio would have left no trace or movement whatsoever.

But along their journey, they found no trace of any similar battle.

"Where is he?" Yun Feiyang was full of questions.

The three accompanying Yun Feiyang, who had received orders to set off but had not received any further information, were somewhat puzzled. "Who are they, Uncle-Master?"

From the moment they set out, their orders were to search along the way for any traces of cultivators or signs of battle, but they didn't see a single one.

Not to mention that with Yun Feiyang, who is at the Golden Core stage, traveling with them, Uncle Yun would have discovered things from a great distance, so there was no need for them to report.

But seeing that their martial uncles seemed quite bewildered, they mustered up the courage to ask what was going on.

Yun Feiyang glanced at them, not wanting to say anything more.

If a disciple is attacked by an unknown force and speaks recklessly before understanding the truth, it might cause unnecessary worry for these ordinary sect disciples.

Besides, if even sect leaders and elders haven't figured it out, how could ordinary disciples possibly have any clues?

He brought these three people with him for two reasons: first, in case a fight broke out, they would have help; second, if there was something that needed to be reported but he was unable to attend to it himself, he could send the three of them back to deliver the message.

Aside from that, I never expected them to be of any use.

With that thought in mind, Yun Feiyang waved his hand indifferently, "Continue to explore forward."

Keep going until you find the forest!
"Hey, Sect Leader! Look what this is?!" After exploring a little further, one of the accompanying disciples suddenly shouted.

Yun Feiyang had spotted the thing much earlier, and it fell from the distant sky.

What came into view was a thick, black cloud of gas that was slowly rolling around.

Round and fluffy.

It seems that the core is becoming more and more stable. If given a little more time, it might be able to develop demonic nature and become the lowest level of Corruption Demon.

Unfortunately, it encountered human cultivators who were out on patrol too early.

"Perhaps we're looking at the wrong path?" a disciple asked doubtfully.

He didn't know what he was looking for, but he was certain that in this godforsaken place, there would be no other creatures besides the disciples of their Zhengyang Sect and Pingding Sect.

Then what you're looking for is your own disciple, right?

However, wouldn't the patrolling disciples usually kill such clustered demonic energy?

The fact that this conspicuous demonic aura is still there means that the person they are looking for did not take this path at all.

"That's right!"

Yun Feiyang squinted.

The demonic energy has been specially marked with true energy!
Those are special talismans used by sect disciples to mark maps.

They must have been here!
Feeling confident, Yun Feiyang raised his hand and unleashed a burst of true energy, shattering the demonic energy.

He knew why the forest team had left behind this wisp of demonic energy, but with unknown dangers looming, they might not have time to wait for this wisp of demonic energy to slowly absorb the surrounding demonic energy and condense into a complete demon with a core.

The column moved forward again and again... forward...

Until they saw faint blue glimmers appearing in the distance.

In this pitch-black, gloomy space, Yun Feiyang initially thought there was something wrong with his eyes.

However, he learned from his three fellow disciples that what he saw was not an illusion.

"what is that?"

"Old Dong, you've been here before. Did you have this kind of thing back then?"

"I don't know... Could it be something new that the sect has come up with?"

Yun Feiyang remained silent.

Looking at the few faint blue lights that appeared at the end of my vision, I felt a deep-seated fear.

He wasn't skilled in formations, but he could still roughly see the spiritual energy flowing through the dim lines connecting the dark blue light spots.

What kind of things possess this naturally flowing spiritual energy?
What else could we think of besides formations?

But when did the sect set up such a large-scale magic array in this place? So much so that its full appearance is rarely seen from the current view!

In the far, darker reaches beyond the reach of sight, there are clearly larger components belonging to this magic array.

Aside from the legendary magic array that divided the entire Heavenly Abyss Demon Rift, what other magic array here could achieve such a large scale?
Like the three forest dwellers who had previously discovered the strange phenomena here, he also found it difficult to imagine the deeper meaning behind the magic array.

But that didn't stop a deep chill from gripping his heart invisibly.

Perhaps it was because the three people in the forest discovered this strange change that they were attacked by an unknown enemy.

With the utmost reverence for the unknown, Yun Feiyang led his three bewildered disciples slowly toward the faintly glowing "star" itself.

The stars did not react in the slightest to their approach.

As they drew closer, a disciple walking on the ground suddenly pointed to a trace of true energy resembling a sunrise over clouds and shouted, "Uncle-Master, look at this!"

With a quick scan of his spiritual sense, Yun Feiyang recognized the mark on the ground as the True Yang Seal.

When disciples of a sect go out, they leave such marks so that each other can leave traces.

Later, fellow disciples only needed to input specific true energy according to the sect's techniques to activate the mark and see which direction it indicated. Without a doubt, it was a mark left in the forest.

What did he find?
Yun Feiyang's face lit up with joy, and he raised his hand to inject a stream of true energy.

Then they rushed off in the direction indicated by the mark.

……

In the dim light of the day, a group of furtive figures could be seen in the woods.

The figures gathered in one place, and the magical artifacts they held occasionally emitted an eerie, cold light.

"Why can't I get it to go in?"

"This magical artifact isn't very useful either..."

"Is there not enough blood? Shall I drip some more?"

As they said this, one of the figures used a small knife to slash his palm, forcing out several drops of blood which dripped onto the small dagger held by the other person.

The dagger, having absorbed the essence of blood, gleamed with a faint purple light, but the cultivator holding it frowned slightly and said, "Not enough, have some more."

"It hurts..." The bleeding cultivator pinched his fingers, feeling sorry for the much-lost essence blood. "Why don't you drip it yourself?"

"Exactly!" chimed in the cultivator next to him who had already had his dripped. "You're the only one who hasn't had yours dripped yet. If you think it's not enough, you can do it yourself!"

"This is all for the future of humanity! I'm giving you a chance!"

"Then you should take a look."

"Tch! You don't know what's good for you!" The cultivator holding the dagger looked at his palm and hesitated for a long time.

He is a physical cultivator, and he only focused on defense because he was afraid of pain.

I never imagined I'd have to cut myself like this. This is just too agonizing!

Just as he was about to steel himself and make the fatal blow, he suddenly heard a gentle voice in his ear.

"Beep beep, it's mine."

Upon hearing this, the other party's face lit up with joy, "Great! Great!"

He reached out his hand from the forest; there were no wounds.

Taking advantage of the other party's momentary lapse in concentration, he snatched the dagger away.

"Ok?"

"Ok?"

"Ok?"

Several people in the audience looked puzzled.

Lin Jian held the dagger in his hand and looked it up and down.

It is entirely a dark purple color, made of an unknown metal, and covered with fish scales. It still retains a faint warmth when held in the hand.

With a slight probe of his spiritual sense, before even touching it, he felt a profound sense of erosion.

Before he could even thoroughly examine the area, he felt a burning pain in the palm of his hand holding the dagger.

Lin Jian subconsciously loosened his grip, and the dagger that had been in his hand flew back to its original owner's hand in an instant.

"Who are you?!" the other person demanded, staring into the woods.

"May I ask who you are?" Lin Jian looked at the other party with a probing gaze. "Are you also disciples of my Zhengyang Sect?"

But on the airship that had carried him all the way, he didn't have much of an impression of the five people in front of him.
He couldn't possibly remember the faces of all three hundred people traveling with him, but as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, it was only natural for him to have some impression of those he had met once.

Not to mention, these are recent memories...

Lin Jian narrowed his eyes slightly. "Are you disciples of the Pingding Sect?"

The cultivators looked at each other and carefully spread out their positions.

A single glance from Lin Jian revealed what the other person was planning...

They simply want to create an encirclement so they can quickly take them down.

We were all Foundation Establishment stage disciples. There were five opponents and only one of us. Theoretically, there was no way we could survive.

Unfortunately, he was a sword cultivator.

He made a sword incantation with his hands in the forest, and ten thousand points of sword light appeared behind him.

The five reacted swiftly, with two magic cultivators, one sword cultivator, and two body cultivators coordinating perfectly to launch an attack from all directions.

Unexpectedly, Lin Jian, who was in the center of the encirclement, suddenly soared into the sky on a flying sword.

At the same time, ten thousand cold stars summoned by his sword technique shot out and struck the five opponents.

Lin Jian himself turned and ran away on his sword.

What era are we living in that we still need to fight one-on-one and head-on?
Why would he fight to the death with a stranger in such an unfamiliar place?
Who knows if there are other ambushes lurking in the shadows besides these five guys in front of us?
Now that we've discovered the true source of their scheme, we should go back and get reinforcements as soon as possible.

He now understood the reason behind the anomaly that secretly caused the Starlight Array to change.

This group was completely different from the group at Mingguang Temple.

The people of Mingguang Temple wanted to subtly change the Wanmin Magic Array by using an external magic array to usurp the position of the magic array.

But this group of people, armed with deadly magical weapons, only wanted to cause destruction.

In that fleeting glance, he noticed that the dagger was filled with an aura of annihilation; it was a dagger born purely for destruction!
They want to destroy this magic array!
Or even if it's just temporarily, let it lose some of its power to divide space!

What is the purpose?
it goes without saying!

They are about to unleash the demon behind the Demon Eye!
They want to make this transition point between the two realms in the Heavenly Abyss Demon Rift completely Tianyuan's pawn!

The five disciples who had discovered their secret in the forest obviously could not let such a menace escape. They used Xuanbing Tianlei to intercept them from the front, and even the sword cultivators used their flying swords to charge straight at them.

As a Foundation Establishment stage sword cultivator, the opponent was indeed unable to cast spells and attack while flying on a sword like Lin Jian could. The simplest and most primitive physical collision was the only bargaining chip he could use.

Moreover, this guy's flying sword seems to be of a much higher grade than the one in Lin Jian's hand, and in terms of flight speed alone, it is slightly faster than his.

They are an awakened generation fighting for the future of all mankind, and they are willing to do anything for this ideal!

Faced with the opponent's iron-headed charge, Lin Jian manipulated his flying sword to try to twist and dodge, but he could not get rid of it.

Fortunately, the other party cannot use magic, but the forest can.

With a flick of his fingers, the myriad cold stars that were originally aimed at other cultivators made a magnificent collective turn in the air, flipping upside down from the ground and flying back towards his location.

As the hand seals in the forest changed, the sword energies, like nimble fish, quickly caught up with the sword cultivator's figure.

The sword energy intertwined and instantly formed a golden sword net, tightly enveloping the sword cultivator.

Amidst the clashing and hissing of those sword energies, there was a piercing noise that disrupted one's true energy. The sword energy that was released stung the sword cultivator, making it difficult for him to maintain his true energy.

The sword technique he was maintaining was naturally difficult to continue... His body floated limply as he fell helplessly from the air.

Golden Lock Dragon Imprisonment Formation!
This technique of trapping the enemy bought Lin Jian time to escape.

(End of this chapter)