Chapter 1557: Famous Master Hall Ran Away

Since it was the Hall Master’s Token, it must possess the ability to command numerous master teachers. If I could truly refine it, perhaps it would resolve the current predicament and prevent a mutually destructive outcome.

“Defect!”

Holding the token, Zhang Xuan’s mind stirred.A book appeared in his mind.

“Master Teacher Hall Master’s Token, an ancient saint treasure, forged from three drops of Confucius’s saint blood. It possesses extremely powerful soul attack capabilities… Defect: Cannot be probed!”

“Cannot be probed? How is that possible?”Zhang Xuan couldn’t help but stare in disbelief.

All along his journey, he had seen countless weapons, of all shapes and forms. No matter how powerful the master who forged them, they always had defects. Before him, there were no secrets. Yet this one, he actually couldn’t probe…

What was going on?

“Could it be that Confucius also possesses the Void Evasion Physique?”A thought struck him.

The Void Evasion Physique made it impossible for Diviners to probe. Even the Library of Heaven’s Path found it difficult to query. Just like him, the Library could see through others’ defects and find their flaws, but for himself, or matters concerning himself, it wasn’t very useful. Therefore, it was not surprising that the Library couldn’t probe his situation.

This Hall Master’s Token was forged from three drops of Confucius’s blood, and similarly couldn’t be probed. Could this mean that Confucius, like him, also possessed the Void Evasion Physique?

“It must be…”He pondered for a moment, then understood.

Even the little genius from the Zhang clan and the little princess from the Luo clan possessed it, so it was expected that a great figure like Confucius would have this physique. It was precisely because of this that he could traverse the heavens and earth, and the Otherworldly Demonic Tribe, despite countless efforts, could neither capture nor kill him, ultimately ushering in a golden age for humanity.

“If I don’t know its defects… how can I refine it?”He frowned.

Previously, when refining weapons, he would first find their flaws, then exploit them to easily refine the item. Otherwise, by conventional means, an ordinary Saint-grade weapon would require one or two years of integration, a time investment he couldn’t afford.

“I’ll try blood!”With a flick of his finger, a drop of blood flew from his fingertip and landed on the token.

The token was like a smooth lotus leaf; the blood slid over it without any sign of being absorbed, rolled around a few times, and then, with a *plink!*, fell to the ground.

“This…”Zhang Xuan’s eyebrows twitched.

Normal weapons would absorb blood as soon as it touched them, allowing one’s spiritual imprint to merge with them. But this one was clearly different; it was the first time he had seen something that didn’t absorb blood at all.

“It feels close to me, yet it doesn’t absorb blood. How… how do I refine it?”He had felt a sense of closeness when he held the token in his palm, and had thought it would be simple to refine. He never imagined it would be harder than any other weapon…

*Boom!*As he was deep in thought, he heard a rumble from above again. Looking up, he saw that the surrounding formation had been fully deployed. Ren Qingyuan and the others stared coldly, like butchers eyeing lambs.

“Never mind, there’s no time to refine it now. I’ll put it away and study it later…”With a flick of his wrist, he stored the token in his storage ring.

The Hall Master’s Token offered no resistance to being stored, behaving quite docilely.

This feeling was like a goddess he admired in his previous life: he could ask her out, he could chat with her, but when he wanted to take their relationship further, he was ruthlessly pushed away. He thought it was love, but in reality… he was just a backup!

This Hall Master’s Token was exactly like that now: it felt incredibly obedient to the touch, and offered no resistance when stored in the ring, but refining it seemed nearly impossible…

“Zhang Xuan, if you still remember your former identity as a master teacher, hand over the Hall Master’s Token! Otherwise, both the Poison Hall and the Soul Oracles will become history today…”Ren Qingyuan looked at him coldly.

Earlier, he had considered whether he could capture and control Zhang Xuan alive. But now that Zhang Xuan had snatched the Hall Master’s Token and even stored it in his ring, there was no turning back. Openly snatching the Hall Master’s Token was a blatant affront to the Master Teacher Hall’s dignity. Coupled with his two students—one controlling the Poison Hall and the other a powerful Soul Oracle—failure to deal with them would lead to an uncontrollable situation.

“Become history? Then let’s see how many lives you have to spare!”With a soft snort, Wei Ruyan waved her hand in the air. A cloud of poisonous gas spread out again, engulfing Zhang Xuan and the others like a protective barrier.

Regardless of true qi or power, anything that entered the barrier would be contaminated by the poison, and even nine-star master teachers would not be spared.

“You have a death wish! Everyone, heed my command! Activate the Kui Star Formation!”With a cold chuckle, Ren Qingyuan raised his long sword again.

*Whoosh!*The surrounding nine-star master teachers immediately shifted their positions. In the blink of an eye, countless energies, utilizing the surrounding buildings and formations, converged, gathering at the tip of his sword with a powerful, thunder-like aura.

“Break!”With the power concentrated, the sword light shot forth, like a golden streak, tearing through the air and pressing down. A large crack opened in space. The sturdy poisonous gas, upon contact, didn’t last long, tearing apart like paper into two halves.

“Hmph!”With an angry shout, Lu Chong once again grew to tens of meters in size. His massive soul body swiftly darted through the air. The torn space, like clothes being mended, was pulled together by threads of soul power and closed once more.

“Using soul power to mend torn space… As expected of a Soul Oracle, you do have some tricks up your sleeve. However, let’s see how long you can last!”With a cold laugh, Ren Qingyuan continued to press down with his long sword.

*Rip!*The sword light was like lightning, carrying an irresistible force.

Lu Chong’s face flushed, and his body involuntarily began to fall downward, seemingly unable to hold on.

Although his strength was not weak, with over a dozen nine-star master teachers working together in the grand formation, and Ren Qingyuan personally intervening, he simply couldn’t contend.

With the poisonous gas torn apart, Wei Ruyan’s face also turned pale, and sweat streamed down her forehead.

“Teacher, we can’t hold on much longer…”Unable to bear it any longer, she looked over.

“Mhm…”Zhang Xuan nodded.

While his two disciples were defending against the attacks, he wasn’t idle. He took the opportunity to carefully observe the formation, discovering many defects. However, these defects were quite far from their current location, making them unreachable in his present circumstances.

“I’ll tell you a location. Whichever of you can find a way to break out and destroy it will dismantle this formation…”He paused, then transmitted his instructions telepathically. He was only halfway through his sentence when he saw the sword light in the air suddenly snap with a “crack!” The previously murderous Ren Qingyuan’s breath caught, and he nearly fell from the sky, his face flushing red as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

“What happened?!”Stabilizing his breath, Ren Qingyuan turned and roared.

“Reporting, Acting Hall Master, for some unknown reason… the Master Teacher Hall, the core of the formation, suddenly… vanished!”A master teacher flew over, his lips trembling.