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Chapter 186 A Pitfall Scheme
A vast sea of ​​clouds, with swirling mist.

Beyond the divine island, there are countless fragmented islands scattered like stars.

Meng Bai and Su Xintang sped through the sea of ​​clouds, with Zhang Zhiyi, Zhang Zhili, and eight protectors following closely behind.

The two groups flew while observing each other's situation.

Su Xintang said in a voice, "Later, you pretend to deal with Zhang Zhili and those eight protectors while I investigate Zhang Zhiyi's background. Then, when we find an opportunity, we can work together to take him down in one fell swoop."

"Fine." Meng Bai glanced coldly at the Zhang brothers behind him.

He was already plotting how to kill the two brothers.

Sensing the murderous aura emanating from Meng Bai, Su Xintang added, "Also, if it were a serious one-on-one sparring match, it might not be appropriate for you to kill the opposing protector."

But those nine of them provoked you, so it's their own fault that you killed those protectors!

After she finished speaking, she looked into the distance.

There stood the Purple Lotus Palace Master in the distance.

As the guardian deity stationed here by the River Drum Heavenly Palace, he will not take the initiative to intervene, but will truthfully record everything that happens and report it to the River Drum Heavenly Palace for record-keeping.

“We’ll split up. You go left, I’ll go right,” Su Xintang said, then turned and flew to the right.

Meng Bai didn't say much and flew to the left.

While flying, he deliberately slowed down and continued to pretend to be a divine being.

Seeing this, the Zhang brothers behind them sneered and split into two groups to follow.

The gods and celestial spirits who came to watch had no time to pay attention to the scene of nine divine embryos fighting one. Their attention was basically drawn to Su Xintang and Zhang Zhiyi on the other side.

This made things easier for Meng Bai, who slowed down again.

Soon, Zhang Zhili and the eight protectors formed a circle about two hundred meters long, trapping Meng Bai inside.

Meng Bai was eager to learn more about the Zhang family's martial arts techniques and supernatural abilities, so he didn't rush to make a move. Instead, he stood within the circle of nine people, turned on the recording, and waited for their next move.

Zhang Zhili seemed determined to torment Meng Bai thoroughly.

"Set up the formation, don't let him escape." He gave the order to the eight guardians with a cold smile.

Upon hearing this, the eight guardians simultaneously reached into their sleeves and each pulled out a palm-sized vulture statue.

With the infusion of magical power, the eight wooden vulture carvings grew taller in the wind, and in an instant, they transformed into giant eagles with wingspans of over three meters, circling in the air.

As it circled, wisps of black mist emerged from the vulture's beak.

Before long, a huge black fog ball with a diameter of two or three miles formed at the location where Meng Bai and the other ten people were. This fog ball isolated them from external divine sense and visual detection.

Clearly, these eight vultures are the key to their success.

Only magical artifacts can change their size, shrinking to the size of a palm, making them convenient to carry around.

“Boy, this formation is the ‘Heavenly Eagle Trapping Burial’ of my Shan Ning Zheng Shen Mansion. It has eight Divine Embryo Masters. Even ordinary Pseudo-God Realm attendants would be trapped here and wouldn’t be able to break out of the formation in less than half an hour.”

Zhang Zhili grinned maliciously as he took a silver longbow that emanated a frosty aura from his waist.

He continued, "Don't blame me, blame yourself for being blind. Why did you have to become Su Xintang's protector? Who else could you have chosen?"

Today, I will cut your flesh piece by piece to vent my hatred. But don't worry, I will use the finest medicine to keep you alive.

As for whether you live or die, that depends on whether your lowly mistress, Su Xintang, can save you, hahahahaha…”

Seeing Zhang Zhili laughing more and more heartily, a bald-headed protector said with a fawning smile, "Young master, let us use this slave-training whip to tie him up first, so that it will be easier for you to deal with him later."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhang Zhili's consent, he drew a first-tier magic weapon, a soft whip, from his waist and swooped down towards Meng Bai from a high place.

Three more guardians also drew out the same type of whip and followed.

At this moment, Meng Bai, standing in the middle, watched as the four guardians approached with whips, and suddenly remembered the little girl named "A-Li" in the Dream Realm.

She was a serf in Fengguo.

The standard magical weapon of the Zhang family protectors is actually called "Slave-Training Whip," which is incredibly ironic.
As he pondered, he saw four guardians swooping down and taking up positions in all four directions.

They flicked their long whips, which seemed to grow longer and longer as if they were alive, trying to bind Meng Bai.

Meng Bai was naturally not bound by them and flew freely to the left and right, dodging the whips.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhili drew his frost bow and aimed it at Meng Bai, saying, "Boy, if you can curse Su Xintang a hundred times as a lowly servant, I'll spare you. What do you say?"

Meng Bai did not reply; he simply scanned the eight guardians with his divine sense once more.

He was wondering if he could use these eight protectors to trick and kill the Zhang brothers, Zhang Zhiyi and Zhang Zhili.

After all, with the Palace Master of the Purple Lotus Palace present, and the Zhang family also having their righteous grandfather, he and Su Xintang couldn't openly kill Zhang Zhiyi.

But if the Zhang family's protectors were to take action, they couldn't be blamed on the two of them, could they?
With this thought in mind, Meng Bai kept an eye on the first bald-headed protector who had charged forward with a whip.

This bald-headed protector's cultivation has reached the peak of the late stage of the Divine Embryo realm. It seems that he only needs to descend to the mortal realm as a companion deity and receive offerings from the main deity before he can enter the realm of a false god.

Coincidentally, Meng Bai's Yin-Yang Dao Fruit clones, although they could not share his True Immortal cultivation and Light Point skills.

But one can share his 800 offerings, just as one can share the offerings of Su Xintang and Yu Xuanchen with Meng Bai.

In addition, Meng Bai can also use his clone to perform the immortal techniques and spells he knows.

In other words, if he killed this bald protector and turned him into his clone, it would be possible to use this clone to unleash the combat power of a pseudo-god realm expert and catch Zhang Zhiyi off guard.

If that's the case, then Zhang Zhili cannot be killed now.

We need to release them all and let them go back to Zhang Zhiyi's side.

Thinking of this, Meng Bai quickly communicated his thoughts to Su Xintang via voice. After listening, Su Xintang continued to test Zhang Zhiyi with her magic while asking in confusion, "Then why not just kill Zhang Zhili, turn him into your clone, and let Zhang Zhili ambush Zhang Zhiyi?"

“That won’t do. Zhang Zhili has no reason to kill his brother. If Zhang Zhili makes a move, even a fool would suspect that we used some tricks.”

But if the bald-headed protector were to launch a sneak attack, there would be plenty of excuses they could come up with, such as the brothers having long bullied the protector, causing him to harbor resentment.

“That’s true.” Su Xintang didn’t say anything more and focused on fighting Zhang Zhiyi. Her opponent was much more difficult than she had expected, and she was having a hard time.

Meng Bai, who was trapped in the Sky Eagle Burial Formation, paused after making up his mind and stopped dodging left and right.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhili assumed that Meng Bai was too tired to run anymore.

He drew back the frost bow, and an ice crystal arrow materialized out of thin air as he drew the bow. He aimed the arrow at three inches below Meng Bai's abdomen, a sinister smile playing on his lips. He said:

"Boy, I'll say it again: once we remove the formation, you can curse Su Xintang a hundred times as a 'lowly servant' in front of everyone, and I'll spare your life!"

"When are you going to change your foul mouth?" Meng Bai said his first words after being trapped.

Zhang Zhili's face darkened with anger. He felt that Meng Bai's voice sounded somewhat familiar, but he didn't dwell on it. Instead, he gathered all his strength and released the arrow.

With all its might, the ice crystal arrows, carrying countless wisps of cold air, shot towards Meng Bai at incredible speed. They were so fast that even the naked eye of an ordinary celestial being couldn't see them clearly.

“You’re about to die, and you still dare to spout nonsense…” Zhang Zhili mocked.

But before he could finish speaking, his throat seemed to be choked, and he could no longer continue.

The eight guardians beside him stared at Meng Bai as if they had seen a ghost, their expressions filled with disbelief.

This was because Zhang Zhili had just fired an ice crystal arrow with all his might, and Meng Bai had caught it with ease, as if he had caught a stick that a baby was swinging at him.

"How is this possible!" Zhang Zhili murmured in disbelief.

However, before he could figure it out, the nine of them saw strands of golden threads growing on Meng Bai's body.

The golden thread seemed to move slowly, but it gave the nine people a feeling that they had no way to avoid it. They could only watch helplessly as the golden thread passed through their bodies.

Then, his body, consciousness, magical power, and even his vision were all frozen in place, and he couldn't even move his eyeballs.

Panic.

Zhang Zhili and his nine companions panicked instantly.

What's going on here?

This person is merely a divine embryo; how could he possibly suppress the nine of them?
What kind of supernatural power did they use?
Just as the nine people were gripped by fear, they heard a muffled laugh coming from beneath Meng Bai's mask: "No wonder they all like killing and robbing; it's easier to make money than doing anything else."

Good guy!
The words "murder and robbery" nearly scared Zhang Zhili to death.

"He's going to kill me?"

"No, no, he wouldn't dare. I am a descendant of a righteous god. This is just a friendly spar. How could he dare to kill me!"

Zhang Zhili's eyes widened in terror as he stared intently at Meng Bai, feeling a sense of familiarity with Meng Bai's figure.

Meng Bai didn't intend to show his face to them. Instead, he directly started a voice chat team and pulled all nine people in. He deliberately said, "I only seek wealth in my life and rarely kill people."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhili immediately said, "Senior, since I lost the sparring match, my Frostbow, Tortoise Shell Robe, Mountain-Splitting Blade, and Storage Talisman Pouch all belong to you."

As mentioned before, even spirit gods might not have many second-tier magic weapons to use.

Zhang Zhili is a divine embryo, so all the magic treasures he just mentioned are first-tier magic treasures, but they are of relatively high quality among first-tier treasures.

"Oh, so straightforward?" Meng Bai asked in a strange tone.

"That's only right, senior!" Zhang Zhili admitted defeat very quickly.

"How many of you are there?"

"Senior, please take whatever you fancy. We will have no complaints." Several protectors also expressed their agreement.

"Since you put it that way, then I won't hold back." Meng Bai said, ending the call and starting to loot everything in sight, taking all the rest.

They kept only the long whip for training slaves.

It wasn't that Meng Bai thought the whip was unlucky.

Instead, a short blade was hidden in the handle of the whip. This short blade was also a first-tier magic weapon. If he wanted to use the bald clone to ambush Zhang Zhiyi later, he would need a handy magic weapon.

Moreover, this magical treasure must be something that all the Dharma protectors possess; only then would it make sense and lower Zhang Zhiyi's guard.

And so, Meng Bai continued his scavenging until he reached the bald-headed protector.

The protector's eyes even revealed a hint of ingratiation. He had completely forgotten his earlier boast about binding Meng Bai so that Zhang Zhili could carry out his plan more easily.

Meng Bai smiled back at him.

Seeing Meng Bai smile, the bald-headed protector breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little smug: So what if you have high cultivation? You still don't dare to touch me, a servant of the Righteous God family.

You old scoundrel, just you wait. Once we're free, we'll make sure the young master is properly...

and many more!

Suddenly, the bald protector felt his heart being squeezed by an inexplicable force, followed by an indescribable, excruciating pain.

He wanted to shout, but he couldn't.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't.

The others present were the same; they were still unable to move their eyes. Therefore, they couldn't see what was happening between Meng Bai and the bald-headed protector.

Furthermore, no one could see that Meng Bai had planted the Two Elements Fruit core into the bald-headed protector's corpse.

(End of this chapter)