The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 140 Hidden Formation

"Oh? Is there something strange about this?" Ling Weiyun's clone immediately became interested and looked curiously at the Jade Purity Sect Master and the other person.

He wondered to himself, "Wu Ye is only at the late stage of the tenth level. Could it be that with my strength, I would be no better than him in defending the tower?"

Just as the withered old man was puzzled, Liu Yidao made a surprising statement, directly revealing the key point: "Brother Ling, according to Wu Ye, there were eleven men in black who attacked this time."

The majority of them were at the early stage of the tenth rank, the remaining small portion were at the middle stage of the tenth rank, and only one person was at the peak of the ninth rank. It was this peak ninth-rank individual who brought a high-level magic weapon that countered lightning attributes, named: Golden Silk Net!
Clearly, the opponent came prepared, and specifically targeted your lightning attribute!
If it weren't for Wu Ye changing the tower guard, thus completely disrupting their plans, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

"What, a golden wire mesh!?" The withered old man stood up as if he had seen a ghost, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty. Metallic magical artifacts are made of conductive materials.

Although Ray is more violent than pure point, the fact that "Ray is made of electricity" is undeniable.

If he were to encounter it himself, it would indeed be quite troublesome. However, Feng Ling believed that in the end, his Ling Weiyun clone would still emerge victorious.

"Alas, the defensive array hidden around the Ghost Locking Tower has been exposed!" Seeing the withered old man's uncertain expression, Feng Tianjue sighed and waved his hand to activate a layer of shimmering light barrier outside the Ghost Locking Tower.

He didn't want to hide anything anymore. Since the Grand Elder and the others already knew, why bother hiding it from his own people?

"There's even a defensive formation! No wonder Wu Ye was able to successfully stop the entire enemy force from entering!" Ling Weiyun's clone was also extremely surprised.

The secret passage—I've been guarding this place for a while now, coming and going as I please, and I never even noticed that there was a hidden formation around me!

"Yes, this is indeed the key to Wu Ye's victory over the enemy!" Liu Yidao nodded in agreement.

Then, his old face was full of worry: "These people will definitely not let this go! When they come again, they will definitely be more prepared!"

"Sect Master, Yi Dao, have you found the traitor?" Ling Weiyun's clone frowned, looking directly at the two people at the table. After what happened, no one would believe there wasn't an inside man.

"Sigh~, no, we only heard Wu Ye say that judging from the moves they used, they should be... from Blunt Weapon Valley!"

Feng Tianjue was also quite helpless. At that time, he happened to be at the dueling arena looking for Liu Yidao, and after the incident, he failed to notice any clues.

In fact, Feng Tianjue initially suspected that Ling Weiyun's clone was a traitor, but he then denied it himself. There are two points that prove his innocence:

First, he personally dispatched the people; second, the golden net of this group was specially prepared for the withered old man!

"Very well, then I'll leave this matter to you!" The withered old man's expression turned slightly displeased as he thought about how others provided clues but he himself did not investigate them.

"Brother Ling, please don't be angry. It's not that the sect leader and I intentionally let this matter go unchecked, but the time for the sect's disciple competition is getting closer and closer... and many disciples who went out for training will be returning soon."

The case of the evil sorcerer's "infiltrative murder" has not yet been fully resolved. If, at this critical juncture, a thorough investigation into the attack on the Ghost Tower is announced, it will be even more difficult to proceed.

This will inevitably cause widespread panic and cause panic among all the inner and outer disciples!
This would not only hinder the disciples' performance in the upcoming competition, but also make it easier for those with ulterior motives to spread rumors!

Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, the sect leader and I both believe that the sect should not publicize the attack on the Ghost Locking Tower. We should wait until after the sect competition to discuss it! After uttering so many words in one breath, even with Liu Yidao's profound cultivation, he couldn't help but exhale a long breath of turbid air after explaining everything.

"I'm sorry, I was reckless!" Ling Weiyun's clone showed a hint of apology in his eyes, having forgotten about the "Sect Disciple Competition" earlier.

"It's alright, it's alright! After the competition, we really will have to rely on Brother Ling for this matter!" The purple-gold crown trembled slightly, and the Jade Purity Sect Master laughed heartily. Instead of criticizing him, he offered a cup of wine in a very friendly manner.

Seeing that the three of them had finished the whole jar of wine, Feng Tianjue was very happy. He was not afraid of people who gave him attitude "for the sake of Yuqing Sect". He was afraid of people who gave him attitude "just to show their attitude".

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At the entrance to the eighth level of the Ghost-Locking Tower, black rain was falling. Three meters in front of a black door stood two sword-wielding youths of about seventeen or eighteen years old. The two were back to back, and occasionally turned their heads to look at the gloomy, dim surroundings...

"Caw caw~!" Suddenly, a shrill scream rang in their ears, and then a series of dark shadows, shrouded in the eerie black rain, attacked the two youths from the side.

"Hmph, hmph~! We've been waiting for you to show yourself!" The two disheveled young men glanced at each other, their tired eyes revealing a hint of joy and disdain.

With a loud "Boom!", the eighth level of space trembled slightly, and a chilling wind blew in the air amidst the mournful screams. The black rain then stopped.

"Cancan~……!" The ghostly cries that had disappeared all around suddenly rose and fell. Upon hearing this, two young men dressed as disciples changed their expressions and quickly turned around and disappeared into the black door behind them.

"Senior brother, here you go this time!" After retreating to the seventh floor, the slender disciple spoke first to the slightly chubby disciple next to him, and handed over the ghost body that had been imprisoned by magic.

"Hmm." Zhu Bupang nodded slightly. He had given that ghost body to Gou Bushou last time. Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate and directly used the Ghost Spirit Life Token to absorb that level eight ghost.

"Who!?" After the flash of light, Zhu Bupang and his companion were about to leave when they suddenly noticed a white-haired figure moving beside them. The eerie sight sent chills down their spines and made their eyes tingle.

"Disciple..." A terrifyingly aged voice, drawn out from afar, seemed to originate from a grave...

Before anyone knew it, the figure had landed in front of the two terrified disciples who were looking around in disbelief, and a pale, wrinkled, eerie smiling face came into view...

"Ah~! There's a ghost!"

"Disperse! Disperse now...!"

The withered old man dodged two attacks that came at him like madmen, and stared at the two with a black line on his forehead.

Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou were seen, one of them launching an attack while screaming in terror, and the other chanting an exorcism incantation while his hands trembled as he pointed at the target.

Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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