Chapter 393: 369: Initial Success of the Spirit-locking Formation

Translator: 549690339

Huang Fusong and the others knew that their questions wouldn’t be answered, leaving Li Fan and the rest at a loss.

However, they were only curious and did not hassle for more.

They crowded towards the predetermined central area of the Spirit-locking Formation.

The division of roles had already been discussed.

Xue Mu was in charge of inspecting the previously constructed Array units, while Jiang Qigui was responsible for the installation and debugging of the Array Hub.

Li Fan, on the other hand, was positioned in between, waiting for the right time to act.

Wherever help was needed, he would go.

Jiang Qigui’s Array Technique skills were trustworthy.

And Xue Mu was always diligent with very few mistakes.

In addition to Li Fan acting as a pivot.

The plan was running two days faster than originally planned and the Tianxuan Soul Locking Array surrounding the Roaring Abyss was about to be completed.

For safety’s sake, everyone decided to carry out the final step during the quiet period after a burst of the Demon Sound Tide.

After confirming that everything was correct.

The Tianxuan Array Hub flew out of Huang Fusong’s forehead, transforming into a continuously flashing red phantom.

Jiang Qigui’s face turned serious as he guided the Array Hub into the fully prepared core Array.

There was no sign of the Array Hub’s indifference as it did during Li Fan’s test.

The red phantom cooperated and flew right into the multiple Arrays.

At the moment it returned to the position, a blaze of green light completely covered the surrounding red.

Starting from the central point, thousands of rays of light bloomed, connecting to the numerous Array units around the Spirit-locking Formation.

The light pierced through the White Mist, illuminating the structure of the Array as it extended outward.

Thus, an odd sight appeared in the vast White Mist.

In the white Mist Sea, green lights radiated from the central point, following the veins of the Spirit-locking Formation, layer by layer, advancing outward.

In an instant, an overwhelmingly large, round, green net that covered the entire Roaring Abyss appeared.

The Element Devouring White Fog and the occasional Demon Sound could not hide its grand majesty.

Most of those present were developers of the Array.

At this moment, they stared at the creation of years of hard work finally coming to life, filled with various feelings.

Li Fan was looking at the most dazzling green light in the centre of the Array, exclaiming, “Only with Tianxuan can the souls be locked.”

“The widespread use of Tianxuan Soul Locking Array is about to commence, I wonder to what extent the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals will evolve.”

“Let’s just watch, and if it goes really bad, we can just vanish.”

“However, I have put a lot of effort into this. I’m credited and have done my share of hard work. I shouldn’t have to die before my time in this world, right?”

While Li Fan was contemplating, the Tianxuan Array Hub finally completed its connection with the Spirit-locking Formation.

The grand green net drew back like a tide in an instant, while Li Fan felt a subtle perception in his heart.

It was as if there were a pair of eyes above everyone’s head, watching him all the time.

Under Huang Fusong’s lead, everyone cheered and celebrated the successful completion of the Array.

It seemed that they didn’t perceive anything.

Only Xue Mu, who seemed honest and dull, slightly lifted his head for a glance.

After the successful completion check by Huang Fusong, the Array construction work outside the Roaring Abyss had come to an end.

On the way back to Duan Zhang Immortal City, Li Fan asked Huang Fusong about the next plan.

“According to the original plan, we would meet with Dean Ji and construct the Spirit-locking Formation outside the newly discovered ‘Lost Battlefield’ Mystical Realm.”

“But…”

Huang Fusong paused and then said solemnly, “That Mystical Realm is rather strange and extremely dangerous.”

“After careful assessment, the Alliance has decided to postpone the construction of the Array at the Lost Battlefield and to seal it off firstly.”

“Since you guys have completed one Spirit-locking Formation, we will not make any demands on your work.”

“That is to say, if you are willing, you can directly go back and rest.”

“Of course, if you want to compete in the rankings, then you can choose to assist in other regions’ Array constructions.”

“But the progress and the current staff in charge of the Arrays in each region can only be seen at Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance Headquarters.”

“If you want to have the most efficient competition, it’s best to use some extreme means.”

Huang Fusong cleared his throat, giving them a “you know what I mean” expression.

Xue Mu and Jiang Qigui both pondered upon hearing this, thinking about what they could use to impress this senior.

Li Fan, however, didn’t seem to care, “I don’t have much longer to live; I’m on my way to the netherworld to meet my friend Dan Taitao.”

“These rankings and such, don’t matter anymore.”

“But about this ‘Lost Battlefield’ that senior Huang Fu was talking about earlier, I am very curious.”

Huang Fusong, who was initially grumbling, twitched his face when he heard Li Fan mentioning Dan Taitao again.

Suppressing the urge to explode, he explained when he saw Li Fan asking, “It’s not a secret, there’s no harm in telling you.”

“As the name suggests, that newly formed Mystical Realm is the remains of an ancient war.”

“Running for more than 1,600 miles, countless cultivators have fallen there.”

“The thick smell of blood has not yet dispersed, and the slain cultivators remain in the state they were in just before they died.”

“It’s like the gruesome war just happened not long ago.”

Huang Fusong’s eyes squinted slightly, as if reminiscing about what he saw in the Lost Battlefield.

“What’s even more peculiar is that we can’t identify the main fighting groups.”

“Those wearing the same sect uniforms might die while savagely fighting each other. Or they might join forces against a strong enemy and die in heroism.”

“That place is more like a melee, rather than a battlefield in the traditional sense.”

Upon hearing Huang Fusong’s description, Li Fan couldn’t help but recall the previously encountered Chaos Stone Maze.

The bodies there also seemed frozen in time, as if they’re still alive.

The culprit in that case was the Celestial Doctor, and who would be behind this Lost Battlefield?

Just as he was pondering this, Xue Mu couldn’t help but ask, “Senior Huang Fu, you just said that the Lost Battlefield is extremely dangerous. Why is that so?”

“Could it be that these dead cultivators will come back to life and attack us?”

Huang Fusong shook his head, “No, they’re dead for sure. If you touch them lightly, they’ll turn into Flying Ashes.”

“The real danger comes from the Mystical Realm itself.”

“When Dean Ji led a group of people into it for the first time, he fell for it.”

“While being shocked by the scene of the gruesome ancient war, Dean Ji was suddenly attacked by several cultivators in his group.”

“Attacked?” Xue Mu couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

“Lost… could it be?” After a moment, he quickly reacted, his face filled with horror.

Huang Fusong slowly nodded: “Exactly, those cultivators were Dean Ji’s confidants, absolutely loyal and trustworthy.”

“But even so, once they entered the Mystical Realm, they lost their minds.”

“They treated Dean Ji as their mortal enemy and attacked him without holding anything back.”