Chapter 3446: The Power of Formation Talismans

"Haha, our opportunity has arrived!" Basan laughed heartily, beckoning with his right hand as a yellow storage bracelet flew towards him.

Yan Yun'er's figure flickered, and she darted in front of Basan, snatching the yellow storage bracelet.

"Fairy Yan, what is the meaning of this?" Basan's expression showed displeasure.

"Your Yaksha clan's escape speed is too fast. It's better if I hold it. I'll take out the contents, and we can divide them up slowly," Yan Yun'er suggested.

Basan pondered for a moment, about to reply, when his brows furrowed. His right fist glowed with dazzling golden light, and he slammed it towards a spot on the ground. A brilliant golden fist-shadow flashed out, striking the ground.

With a thunderous roar, a large crater appeared on the ground.

The sky suddenly darkened. A massive golden thundercloud appeared high above, accompanied by lightning and thunder. A thick bolt of golden lightning struck down, heading straight for them.

The ground cracked open, and a brilliant golden Heaven-Cleaving saber light flashed out, rushing towards them. The sky began to drift down large amounts of white snowflakes, which blurred and transformed into several-foot-long white ice swords, also heading towards them.

A large quantity of white ice shards appeared on the ground, which began to freeze, and the ice layer rapidly spread.

"Enemy attack!" Yan Yun'er reacted swiftly, just as she was about to defend. A loud, sky-shattering male shout rang out. Basan was relatively unaffected, experiencing only slight discomfort, but the bodies of Yan Yun'er and her two companions trembled slightly.

Basan summoned a Yaksha phantom. The phantom unleashed a brilliant golden sound wave, blocking the incoming attacks.

Wang Chuanming and his three companions flew out from underground, their expressions cold.

Wang Yidao swung his saber horizontally, and a brilliant golden Heaven-Cleaving saber light swept out. Wherever it passed, the void tore apart, emitting a piercing saber hum.

Lan Fukong and Wang Chuanming were not idle either, launching attacks against their enemies.

Wang Yibing conjured a white-glowing talisman. After pouring a spell into it, the white talisman transformed into a graceful maiden in a white dress—a talisman soldier.

"Go," Wang Yibing commanded. A white light flew from between her eyebrows and disappeared into the white-dressed maiden's head. The maiden then cast a spell, and numerous white ice blades appeared in the void, rushing towards Yan Yun'er and her three companions.

A shrill scream rang out. The burly man in green was shredded by a brilliant golden vortex, turning into countless specks of blood mist. His Nascent Soul couldn't escape either.

"Fairy Yan! This place is not suitable for prolonged stay. Let's retreat first." Basan sent a telepathic message to Yan Yun'er. He then conjured a golden, glowing horn, placed it to his lips, and blew gently. A loud horn blast resonated, and a golden sound wave swept out, shattering the incoming attacks.

A gigantic golden bell flashed into existence and descended upon them.

The Yaksha phantom moved its arms, and with two dull thuds, the golden bell was sent flying backward.

Wang Chuanming frowned deeply. Basan was too difficult to deal with; without him, Yan Yun'er and her two companions would have long been annihilated.

Wang Yibing raised her right hand, and nine white lights shot out, flying in all directions.

The nine white lights hovered in mid-air, completely encircling Basan and his two companions. It was clear that these nine lights were actually nine glowing white talismans, their runes flickering with astonishing spiritual energy.

"Ice Soul Spirit Sealing Formation! Activate!" Wang Yibing lightly shouted.

No sooner had she spoken than the nine white talismans successively burst, and countless arcane white runes surged forth.

Yan Yun'er and her two companions felt their surroundings change. They suddenly found themselves on a vast expanse of white snow, the temperature terrifyingly low, with large amounts of white snowflakes drifting down from high above.

"A formation! No, it's a formation talisman!" Yan Yun'er exclaimed. They had fought against the Wang family's Integration-stage cultivators several times and had never seen any of them use formation talismans!

Master Miaode had stayed as a guest in the Wang family for over a century, instructing Wang Ruyan in refining formation talismans. Younger generations like Wang Yibing also benefited, and Wang Yibing successfully refined formation talismans.

Cold winds howled, and swirling white tornadoes appeared on the snowy ground, sweeping in from all directions at great speed.

"Formation talismans cannot exert the full power of the original formation. We must break it with brute force," Yan Yun'er urged, while simultaneously activating her Dharmic Projection to attack the formation.

Outside the formation, Wang Yibing and her three companions stood in an open area. A gigantic white light curtain appeared before them.

"This is a formation talisman?" Lan Fukong was filled with surprise and uncertainty, his face full of envy. The Wang family was already formidable with their Seventh-tier puppet beasts; to have formation talismans as well was astonishing.

Wang Yibing nodded and continued to cast spells.

A series of booming sounds emanated from the white light curtain, which trembled slightly.

After more than half a *ke*, with a loud bang, the white light curtain tore open, and a golden light flew out. Lan Fukong reacted swiftly, striking his right hand towards the void. A large, green-glowing hand appeared above the golden light and struck it.

With a dull thud, Basan fell to the ground, his right arm missing. His face was pale, and he appeared severely weakened.

A gigantic golden bell descended from the sky, crashing towards Basan. Basan opened his mouth and spewed out a hazy golden sound wave, momentarily slowing the golden bell's descent. He then moved both arms, striking the golden bell.

With dull thuds, the golden bell flew backward.

A vast white glow descended from the sky, heading straight for Basan. Basan unleashed a punch, and a brilliant golden fist-shadow flashed out, shattering the white glow.

A thick bolt of golden lightning shot over. This time, Basan couldn't evade it and was struck by the golden lightning, letting out a scream.

A white glow descended from the sky, enveloping Basan. Basan instantly froze, turning into a colossal ice sculpture. A massive golden vortex swept over, striking the ice sculpture, which shattered into pieces. As soon as a miniature Nascent Soul emerged, it was covered by a golden glow and pulled into a golden jade bottle, disappearing from sight.

Wang Yibing changed her spell, and the white light curtain dispersed. Yan Yun'er and her remaining companion lay on the ground, pierced by multiple ice cones, their life force gone.

"Fairy Wang is truly proficient in talisman arts, even capable of refining formation talismans! Senior Wang must have taught you this! As expected of Senior Wang's descendant; indeed, the younger generation surpasses the older!" Lan Fukong flattered, his face full of obsequiousness.

"I've only learned the superficial aspects. If it were a lightning-attribute formation talisman, the Yaksha cultivators wouldn't have been able to escape. Yulan is far more skilled than I am," Wang Yibing humbly replied.

Wang Chuanming stepped forward and found a yellow storage bracelet on Yan Yun'er's corpse.

"It looks like there's some demonic beast over there; I'll go take a look." Lan Fukong wisely left.

Wang Chuanming showed an approving expression. Lan Fukong's ability to read situations was indeed impressive. Wang Chuanming lightly flicked his wrist, and after a yellow glow swept by, a large pile of items appeared on the ground: seven high-grade Heaven-Reaching spirit treasures, over a hundred jade slips, numerous bottles and jars, and more than twenty thousand top-grade spirit stones.

Wang Chuanming and his two companions carefully examined the contents of the jade slips. The cave owner was named Huang Yuanzi, and he hailed from the Kunlun Realm. He was fortunate enough to enter a dojo to seek treasures. In a fierce struggle for a fragment of a Profound Heaven treasure, he clashed with True Monarch Blood蛊. True Monarch Blood蛊 was a poison cultivator. Huang Yuanzi was severely wounded by him and fought desperately to escape, but his injuries were too severe, and he eventually succumbed to them.

There was no Profound Heaven treasure fragment in the storage bracelet; it was likely acquired by True Monarch Blood蛊.