Chapter 3857: Trap

Yuan Yan reacted quickly, summoning a red, flickering handkerchief and making a hand seal. The red handkerchief glowed with a dazzling red light, rapidly growing in size to support the falling white seal. A piercing whooshing sound echoed as a vast array of golden staff shadows descended from the sky, striking towards Yuan Yan.

With the formation broken, Wang Qingling and her companions immediately moved to engage Fu Yan and his group. Above Fu Yan's head, the void rippled as a white-glowing dragon claw appeared, striking towards his head. Fu Yan reacted swiftly; countless red runes appeared on his body, releasing a surge of crimson flame. When the white dragon claw struck him, his body transformed into rolling flames and vanished.

A low beast roar sounded as a group of unusual creatures, possessing tiger heads, lion bodies, and bird wings, flew out from the island. Seven of them were at the True Immortal stage. As these creatures lunged at Wang Qingling and her group, Wang Qingling made a hand seal, causing her body to glow intensely, with faint animalistic shadows visible upon her.

A gust of strong wind swept past, and one of the creatures materialized behind Wang Qingling. Its eyes gleamed menacingly as a pair of lion claws shot straight for her head. Wang Qingling reacted swiftly, tapping the Black Tortoise jade pendant on her waist. A blue light barrier immediately appeared, enveloping her entire body, and a Black Tortoise pattern was visible on its surface. Simultaneously, a white halo bloomed around Wang Qingling's body, causing the surrounding void to rapidly freeze—an application of the Law of Ice.

The beast's claws were blocked by the blue light barrier, and its body instantly froze upon touching the white halo. However, a large expanse of crimson flames quickly surged from its form, melting the ice. Wang Qingling turned, her right hand striking towards the creature in the air. A spirit-glowing colossal palm materialized and shot forth, with faint animalistic shadows visible on its surface. The colossal palm struck the creature with a muffled thud, sending it flying backward. Its body glowed intensely with red light before transforming into a tall young man in a red shirt, complete with a pair of red fleshy wings on his back.

Wang Qingling made another hand seal, and a colossal female phantom materialized in the void above her head, with subtle animalistic shadows visible on its form.

"Suppress!"

The female phantom's soft cry seemed to carry a peculiar power. The red-shirted young man and other True Immortal-level transformed beasts felt a profound suppression, a sense of submission welling up within them, compelling them to obey orders. Beasts below the True Immortal stage immediately prostrated themselves, their bodies trembling.

This was the "Beast Suppression Roar," a unique divine ability from the *Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Scripture*, specifically designed for demonic beasts. The red-shirted young man quickly circulated his demonic energy, swiftly returning to normal. No sooner had he recovered than a golden halo swept over and passed through his body. A sweet female voice whispered in his ear, "Dare to attack my master? You must be tired of living, or perhaps you prefer death!"

The red-shirted young man felt dizzy as a powerful wave of drowsiness swept over him, his eyelids growing heavy, on the verge of falling asleep.

The Law of Dreams!

A white glow descended from the sky, enveloping the red-shirted young man's body. His form rapidly froze, and he was then swept into Wang Qingpin's mouth by the white glow, vanishing from sight. Fu Yan was greatly alarmed, having never anticipated such power from Wang Qingling's spirit beast.

A whooshing sound announced the descent of a yellow-glowing bludgeon from the sky, plummeting towards Fu Yan. Simultaneously, the ground beneath him fractured, sending countless yellow sand particles soaring skyward, transforming into a volley of yellow sand arrows that streaked directly towards him. Fu Yan attempted to evade, but a powerful gravitational force—the Law of Gravity—emerged, causing his body to uncontrollably plummet towards the ground. His form glowed intensely red as a crimson light barrier materialized around him.

He opened his mouth and spat out nine red-glowing banner flags. They circled him, erupting in a vast expanse of crimson flames to protect him. Simultaneously, he summoned a red shield and held it before him. The yellow sand arrows plunged into the crimson flames, vanishing as if swallowed by the sea. The yellow bludgeon struck the red shield, sending it flying backward to violently hit Fu Yan, who was also thrown back.

Heavy rain began to fall from high above, large purple raindrops pouring down. As they struck the red shield repeatedly, it began to emit smoke, its spiritual light dimming. A whooshing sound heralded a purple light that shot forth, striking the red shield and causing it to tremble. A finger-thick hole appeared on its surface. The purple raindrops blurred and transformed into numerous purple spears, all streaking directly towards Fu Yan.

Fu Yan attempted to dodge, but a golden halo swept over him, piercing his protective spiritual light. He couldn't help but yawn, feeling dizzy as a powerful wave of drowsiness washed over him, his eyelids threatening to close. Fu Yan realized something and inwardly cried out in dismay, but it was too late. One after another, the purple spears struck the red shield. After a series of muffled thuds, the shield was riddled with holes, and the dense volley of spears pierced Fu Yan's protective spiritual light, his body visibly dissolving into a pool of blood.

As a miniature Nascent Soul emerged from his body, it rapidly expanded, and a white jade bottle simultaneously appeared. With a thunderous roar, the miniature Nascent Soul self-detonated, sending a massive, conspicuous ball of red spiritual light soaring into the sky.

Other True Immortal cultivators were no match for them, being successively killed or scattering in all directions. Wang Lihe and his two companions used their sword manipulation techniques to intercept these fleeing True Immortals, eliminating them all. Strangely, when their physical bodies were destroyed, their Nascent Souls immediately self-detonated, leaving no opportunity for capture.

Wang Qingling frowned. "Are the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Changyuan Tribe truly so decisive? Preferring self-detonation over capture? Or perhaps they had already prepared for such a contingency?"

A deafening roar erupted as a colossal golden sun soared skyward, appearing above the island.

"Quickly retreat!"

Yuan Yan and several other True Immortal cultivators all flew towards a specific peak, seemingly heading for a teleportation array that would allow them to escape.

"Where do you think you're going?!"

Bai Yilong swung his colossal golden staff, striking towards Yuan Yan.

The Changyuan Tribe cultivators scattered in all directions, but before the True Immortal cultivators, they had no chance of escape. Wang Qingling performed soul-searching on several Mahayana-stage Changyuan Tribe cultivators but found no abnormalities. Xia Sibing led a team of cultivators to pursue the Changyuan Tribe's True Immortal cultivators, while Xia Qiyao and others remained outside the island.

Yue Lei and Yang Chunqiu flew towards the island, intending to gather cultivation resources. The Wang family provided limited cultivation resources, so this war presented an excellent opportunity to acquire wealth. "Daoist Yang, Daoist Yue, come back quickly!" Wang Qingling frowned and immediately shouted loudly. Yang Chunqiu and Yue Lei hesitated briefly but ultimately returned the way they came. Wang Ruyan had specifically instructed them to obey Wang Qingling's commands. Even if they plundered rare resources, the Wang family would punish them, as disobeying orders on the battlefield was a very serious offense.

Just then, Crimson Rainbow Island began to shake slightly. Yang Chunqiu realized something, and a vast expanse of purple miasma surged from his body. Countless thick silver lights shot skyward. Bai Jianghe and the others inwardly cursed, sensing trouble, and were about to retreat when a powerful gravitational force emanated from the ground, significantly slowing their movements. A gigantic silver light barrier appeared, enveloping the entire Crimson Rainbow Island. Thunderous rumbling sounds filled the air as lightning flashed and roared. Thick silver lightning bolts streaked down, heading directly for Xia Sibing and her companions.