Chapter 319: Four Symbols Formation

Volume 3

A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality, Volume 3

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As night fell, a group of uninvited guests – nine cultivators from Huangfeng Valley – flew over the dark imperial city.

Arriving above the dark city walls on their artifacts, Liu Jing, the leader, glanced at the so-called forbidden area. After a brief moment of hesitation, he boldly waved his hand.

“Let's go!”

His voice was decisive, without a hint of hesitation.

He then charged forward first.

Seeing this, the others naturally followed suit, rushing past. Any apprehension they had about the Seven Sects' prohibition had long been cast aside.

Han Li did not rush ahead; instead, he deliberately lagged behind, flying at the rear of the group.

This wasn't because Han Li had any other intentions, but rather because he was silently sensing the "Reversed Five Elements Great Formation" he had set up the previous night.

As they flew within a few miles of the imperial palace, a faint, mysterious smile appeared on Han Li's lips.

Excellent! The great formation was still intact, and the spiritual energy marks he had secretly placed hadn't been damaged in the slightest, which filled Han Li with immense joy.

A moment later, the nine of them floated above the imperial palace, looking down upon everything within.

“Listen up, everyone! For this operation, we'll split into two groups, as planned. One group will head to the current Yue Emperor's bedchamber to rescue him from the Black Fiend Sect. This is to prevent them from becoming desperate and using the emperor as a hostage. The other group will go directly to the Cold Palace, where the Black Fiend Sect Master is staying, and focus our efforts on eliminating the Four Blood Attendants first. Afterward, both groups will regroup to finally deal with the Black Fiend Sect Master, who is still in seclusion.” Liu Jing reiterated the night's plan with a solemn expression, and the others nodded repeatedly in agreement.

The teams had already been assigned: Chen Qiaoqian and Zhong Weiniang, the two female cultivators, were to rescue the Yue Emperor. Liu Jing and the remaining members, including Han Li, were to head straight for the Cold Palace, guarded by the Four Blood Attendants.

“Seventh Junior Sister, Junior Sister Chen, both of you must be extra careful!” Liu Jing specifically instructed them before they split up.

The two women solemnly acknowledged his words and then flew diagonally downward.

Soon after, they silently vanished into the darkness.

“A little later, if anyone encounters other cultivators, show no mercy. Any cultivator freely moving within this imperial palace must be from the Black Fiend Sect. Let's make our move! We can create some opportunities for our two junior sisters.” Liu Jing said coldly to the group before immediately controlling his artifact to fly directly towards the Cold Palace, as Han Li had described.

Han Li and the others followed.

Moments later, their formidable descent from the sky was immediately spotted by the Black Fiend Sect disciples guarding the perimeter of the Cold Palace.

Immediately, after several sharp whistles, a deluge of spells and artifacts rained down from hidden locations near the Cold Palace, fiercely attacking the group.

“A mere flicker of light dares to contend with the bright moon!”

Liu Jing raised his hand, and a shimmering silkworm handkerchief flew out, instantly transforming into a massive barrier that shielded him. It even protected Han Li and the others behind him. It was clear he had considerable confidence in the power of this artifact.

Indeed, as soon as the silkworm handkerchief unfolded, the spells and artifacts struck it simultaneously. However, after emitting a dazzling white light, the handkerchief remained completely unharmed. Instead, it directly reflected some of the spells back, sending the Black Fiend Sect disciples below into a chaotic scramble, leaving them utterly disheveled.

“Senior Brother Liu, what skill!”

Song Meng, who was charging down alongside Liu Jing, saw this. He loudly praised him. Then, without hesitation, he threw out the item in his hand.

A gigantic blue sword appeared out of nowhere in the night sky. It was the "Blue Silk Sword," Song Meng's favorite top-tier artifact.

“Go!”

Song Meng formed a hand seal, and the gigantic blue sword emitted a prolonged hum. It began to spin like a wheel, momentarily stunning the Black Fiend Sect disciples below, who were already terrified and uneasy at the sight of its enormous form.

Song Meng saw this, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

He extended two fingers and pointed at the "Blue Silk Sword," which had transformed into a massive disk of light.

Instantly, the blue light on the disk pulsed, expanding and contracting, before suddenly shooting out countless thin blue threads that enveloped an area dozens of zhang below it.

Seeing this, the Black Fiend Sect disciples below were scared out of their wits. Various defensive spells and artifacts were deployed in a desperate attempt to resist the overwhelming assault.

A chorus of miserable screams erupted.

Under the piercing attack of countless blue threads, most of the Black Fiend Sect disciples were still unable to resist; they either died tragically, riddled with holes like a beehive, or, though they protected their vital spots, were pierced elsewhere and immediately lost their combat ability.

“What a move, 'Myriad Threads Under Heaven'! Junior Brother Song, this technique is truly as renowned as I've heard; it lives up to its reputation."

One of Chen Qiaoqian's senior brothers, seeing the power of this move, couldn't help but sincerely praise it, bringing a slight look of self-satisfaction to Song Meng's face.

At this point, the group calmly descended before the main gate of the Cold Palace. The Black Fiend Sect disciples who had luckily survived no longer dared to act recklessly; they were already utterly demoralized.

“Activate the Four Fiends Formation and trap them inside.”

Just as the remaining Black Fiend Sect members stood trembling before Liu Jing and the others, an incredibly chilling voice emanated from within the Cold Palace.

Then, a white figure, emitting a faint, frosty white aura, appeared at the gate in the blink of an eye. It was "Ice Demon," whose turn it happened to be on duty.

It was he who had just issued the furious command, now glaring at the Huangfeng Valley cultivators with a mix of shock and anger.

“Hmph! Foul demon, prepare to die!”

Upon hearing this and assessing the man's cultivation, Liu Jing immediately recognized him as one of the Four Blood Attendants. With a cold snort, two silver lights shot out from his body, heading straight for the opponent's head.

Seeing this, the others also readied their various artifacts, intending to collectively strike down this newly appeared Black Fiend Sect expert. They weren't engaging in friendly sparring among fellow disciples; naturally, they wouldn't concern themselves with one-on-one combat.

Han Li also had six streaks of golden light shoot out from his storage pouch.

Han Li was, of course, very willing to eliminate this Blood Attendant immediately!

But just then, the scenery before Han Li and the others suddenly blurred, followed by a dizzying sensation.

After being greatly startled, they suddenly found themselves in a world of ice and snow.

All around them was a vast expanse of white, with whistling winds and huge snowflakes dancing through the air. Where was any sign of the white-robed figure?

Though startled, Liu Jing and the others knew they had fallen into the Four Symbols Formation. Therefore, after a brief moment of alarm, they calmed themselves.

After all, with so many Foundation Establishment stage fellow disciples present, what was there to fear from a minor formation?

“Heh heh! You are quite daring to harm disciples of my sect! You will now have a good stay within my sect's protective grand formation.” The chilling voice was erratic, seemingly coming from all directions at once, its presence truly astounding.

“The Four Symbols Formation?”

“Does anyone here understand this formation? We'd best break out quickly, or it will be troublesome if the Four Blood Attendants gather.” Liu Jing ignored Ice Demon's provoking words and calmly asked the others.

At his words, the others exchanged glances, and for a moment, no one spoke.

“I do understand a bit about formations, and I've heard of this Four Symbols Formation. However, I haven't specifically studied its methods for breaking it. This formation is considered a rather obscure one among formations; most people wouldn't research it.” Chen Qiaoqian's senior sister said hesitantly, seeing the silent awkwardness among them.

“This is a bit troublesome. Do we really have to break the formation by brute force?” Liu Jing frowned, murmuring somewhat unwillingly.

Breaking a formation by brute force, while simple and direct, would not only be time-consuming but also greatly deplete their spiritual power, which would be extremely disadvantageous for the battle after escaping the formation. This was likely one of the enemy's intentions in activating this formation!

Upon hearing this, the others also exchanged worried glances.

Just then, a curious voice chimed in.

“Huh! Junior Brother Han, what are you doing?”

Song Meng knew nothing about formations, so he didn't bother trying to figure out how to break it. As he looked around, he caught sight of Han Li's actions.

Han Li had taken out a crystal orb artifact and placed it before his eyes. Through it, he was gazing intently in a certain direction.

This peculiar behavior greatly piqued Song Meng's curiosity, so he asked without hesitation.

This question drew the attention of Liu Jing and the others to Han Li's side; they all looked at him with some confusion.

Han Li calmly lowered the crystal orb before turning to Liu Jing and saying:

“I might have found a weak point in the formation!”

“What? You found a weak point!”