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"Sister Wei Rou, have you ever encountered the formations of the Soul Palace?" Wei Chen asked.
Weirou shook her head. "No, the formations of the Soul Palace are its hidden secrets, accessible only to the true core members. When I was in the Soul Palace, I heard that their formations are different from ordinary ones. Ordinary formations rely on Soul Stones or Soul Power, but the Soul Palace's formations depend on the Three Souls and Seven Spirits Power. They are difficult to detect, and even Formation Masters from the Soul World cannot perceive the formations of the Soul Palace."
"No wonder. There are some traces of formations below, but I can't discern where they are or confirm if they are indeed formations..."
"Yes, that's how it is with the Soul Palace's formations. Within the Black Moon Sect, the Soul Palace has established an independent space that hasn't been discovered for hundreds of years," Weirou nodded.
"What kind of peculiar organization is the Soul Palace? Their cultivation methods and formations are unlike any others."
"That's the remarkable aspect of the Soul Palace. Think about it: in the Central Domain, all forces want to eradicate them, yet they remain unyielding. Even the Fire Sect, allied with other Ninth-Rank Powers, cannot eliminate the Soul Palace. This shows just how powerful they are. I heard from Master Mi that the headquarters of the Soul Palace is a tree..." A strange look appeared in Weirou's eyes; when she first heard that the headquarters was a tree, she couldn't comprehend it. Now, she was beginning to understand.
"A tree?" Wei Chen was astonished.
"Yes, the headquarters of the Soul Palace is located within a tree, a massive independent space capable of accommodating hundreds of thousands of people, all within that tree. The most terrifying part is that this tree can move at incredible speeds, which is why even powerful members of the Fire Sect find it challenging to deal with the Soul Palace," Weirou said, her expression inexplicably proud, leaving Wei Chen feeling a chill.
Weirou seemed truly infatuated with the Soul Palace!
At this point, she still had feelings for it...
Being brainwashed to such an extent—how impressive was the Soul Palace?
Wei Chen silently shook his head.
"Sister Wei Rou, stay alert; Mo could appear at any moment," Wei Chen reminded Weirou. Despite having prepared well, he couldn't afford to be careless after recalling how Mo had killed Ling Jueyun.
"I know; I don't want to fall into Mo's hands."
Wei Chen held onto Weirou as they slowly descended to a low altitude. The slums were filled with people, their eyes reflecting despair as they looked at Wei Chen and Weirou. Upon seeing the fairy-like Weirou, a fleeting look of infatuation appeared in their eyes, quickly replaced by sorrow and pain.
Living in the slums meant being among the lowest of the low in Ling City, and now that Ling City had become a ruin, they had no idea what their future held.
Wei Chen flew around the slums with Weirou in tow. As he flew, he carefully searched for the source of the formation's aura, but found no trace.
"The people from Soul Palace must be hiding in this slum. It's the safest place, where they are least likely to be discovered."
"The aura of the formation is definitely present, but I can't pinpoint its location. The formations from Soul Palace are different from any of those in the Soul Jade that Han Mang gave me. That Soul Jade contains countless formations ranging from Fifth-Rank to Tenth-Rank, but none are as strange as those from Soul Palace."
"When I fought Ling Jueyun, I also used a formation; that black mist must be Soul Power."
"Soul Palace truly has the resources to exist for millennia! I hope Mo falls into a trap this time; once he shows up, he won't escape. For anyone from Soul Palace, it's kill on sight. I wonder how Ni Junlin is doing. Once we enter the stone space, that girl is gradually becoming more conscious. When she can speak, I'll ask her; surely she will have a solution. Ni Junlin is a Seven-Colored Devouring Python; according to her, she was sent to this world by the previous Demon Lotus to protect me, so it can't be that easy for her to perish."
As Wei Chen pondered these thoughts, he and Weirou had already circled above the slums. Finally, he stopped at the central area of the slums, his brow slightly furrowed as he thought, "There are clearly fewer people here than elsewhere. Could it be that the people from Soul Palace are hiding here?"
"Constructing an independent space takes time; they couldn't have built one so quickly. Therefore, they must be inside those rooms!"
Just as Wei Chen reached this conclusion, an overwhelming sense of danger surged toward him!
Without hesitation, he activated the short-distance spatial transmission array he had prepared and shot away several hundred meters.
A shadow appeared where he had just been.
"Fellow, you're quite quick on your feet!"
It was Mo!
He let out a cold laugh, just about to pursue Wei Chen when Han Mang, Han Che, and the Pharmaceutical Sovereign suddenly appeared, forming a perfect square with Wei Chen at the corners.
Mo's expression changed drastically as he shot towards Wei Chen. However, after running just a few dozen meters, he was violently thrown back, his face showing a grave expression.
With Wei Chen, Han Mang, the Pharmaceutical Sovereign, and Han Che as the core, the Dragon Binding Formation was established the moment the Three Elders of Peach Blossom Island appeared. Long before at Peach Blossom Island, the four had already negotiated their positions with extreme precision, allowing Han Mang to set up the formation in an instant. If any one of them had made even the slightest misstep in positioning, Han Mang would not have been able to deploy the Dragon Binding Formation. Moreover, prior to their arrival, the foundation for the Dragon Binding Formation had already been laid among the four; otherwise, it would have been impossible to set it up so quickly on-site.
The purpose of the Dragon Binding Formation is generally to protect those within it rather than to trap enemies. Whether coming out of the formation or trying to enter from outside, one must break through the formation directly. Thus, the Dragon Binding Formation serves as a protective array for Cloud Spirit Sect. This time, it was prepared thoroughly to encircle Mo.
"Is that the Ninth Rank Intermediate Dragon Binding Formation?"
Mo recognized the formation and his expression turned serious as his heart raced: I'm done for!
"That's right, and there's something even more powerful for you to experience."
Wei Chen sneered as he formed several hand seals. Within a few breaths, he layered additional formations on top. His speed was fast, but Han Mang was even faster. With the Dragon Binding Formation already established, they no longer needed to hold their positions. Han Mang darted around the large array several times, leaving trails of pure Soul Power in the air. He set up dozens of reinforcing formations around the Dragon Binding Formation to support it.
Inside the Dragon Binding Formation, Mo charged wildly. The cubic formation rippled and became clearly visible. To the naked eye, it resembled four transparent soft walls; when Mo collided with them, they bulged out before quickly returning to their original shape, bouncing him back.
Wei Chen and Han Mang tirelessly expended their Soul Power to crazily reinforce the formation until it became unbreakable. After several attempts to break free, Mo found himself unable to escape and simply stopped in the center of the large array, coldly staring at Wei Chen and Han Mang.
"This formation can indeed trap me but cannot kill me."
He was not wrong; the Dragon Binding Formation could only confine a person but could not launch attacks from within it. To forcibly use Soul Techniques against Mo would require breaking through the formation first. Not only did Han Mang and his companions lack any Soul Techniques capable of penetrating that formation, but even if they did have them, they wouldn’t dare use them—after all that effort to trap Mo in this array, why would they destroy their own defenses?
The people from Soul Palace noticed something amiss in the sky and rushed out of their rooms. Upon seeing Mo trapped by the formation, they roared and flew towards Wei Chen and his companions.
"Come at me!"
A cold shout echoed through the air as a rift suddenly tore open in the void. Ling Ao, Ling Jue Lei, and other members of the royal family surged forth with the Black Armored Army, charging toward the people of the Soul Palace.
Ling Ao flew to Wei Chen's side and clasped his fists in gratitude. "Thank you."
"No need for that; this was part of our plan," Wei Chen replied with a smile. Seeing the large number of Black Armored Army members gave him a sense of relief. He had set up a formation within the palace, instructing Ling Ao to guard it. Once they spotted anyone from the Soul Palace, they would immediately activate the formation to bring reinforcements for an attack. As expected, this tactic proved highly effective.
The members of the Soul Palace were powerful, but they could not withstand the overwhelming numbers of the Black Armored Army. Mo watched as his subordinates fell one by one, his eyes nearly bursting with rage as he roared something within the formation.
Han Mang sneered, "Don't bother trying; I just reinforced a soundproof barrier on the Dragon Binding Formation. Your voice can't get out."
Mo wanted his subordinates to retreat, but he could only watch in fury as they were slaughtered without any means to intervene. His loyal followers would never retreat without his command, facing the fierce Black Armored Army head-on and inflicting significant casualties.
The Black Armored Army found it much easier to deal with these warriors than with those from the Soul Palace. The Soul Techniques employed by the Soul Palace members were strange and unpredictable, forcing the Black Armored Army to fight desperately, trading lives for the deaths of their enemies.
Han Che was the first unable to bear it any longer and charged into the fray. Han Mang remained at his post, maintaining the formation without joining the fight.
Wei Chen, lacking in strength himself, also stayed put; he still needed to protect Weirou.
As the battle raged on, Han Mang reinforced the formation even further. Even if Mo attacked recklessly for several hours, it would not break. However, Han Mang was still uneasy and continued to strengthen the formation, sending out reinforcement after reinforcement. Wei Chen did not lag behind either; he recklessly expended his Soul Power to follow Han Mang's lead in fortifying the formation. Having witnessed Mi hold his own against Elder Di and Ni Junlin, he was not satisfied with this rare advantage at all.
"If Mo escapes, even the Three Elders of Peach Blossom Island together won't be able to hold him back. Instead, they might end up getting hurt."
With this thought in mind, Wei Chen fiercely unleashed waves of pure Soul Power around the Dragon Binding Formation, releasing various reinforcement formations that were far more intense than Han Mang's.
Seeing Wei Chen putting in so much effort, Han Mang didn't dare to slack off. He had heard about the Soul Palace Master's battle at Dingsheng Trading Company; if it weren't for Wei Chen's Female Guardian unleashing an incredibly terrifying power, it would have been impossible to kill Mi.
Mo's strength was not far behind Mi's.
As the Black Armored Army and Royal Family Members surrounded the Soul Palace members, Mo watched as the formation grew thicker and thicker. He gave up on roaring and charging, standing steadily in the center of the formation while occasionally casting murderous glances at Wei Chen and Han Mang.
"Old fellow, can your gaze kill? No matter how you glare at me, you can't get out," Wei Chen mocked.
Mo opened his mouth but couldn't hear what he said. Wei Chen didn't care and continued, "Old bastard, do you have a grandson? I wonder where that turtle grandson of yours is? Do you still want him to marry Weirou? Heh heh, a toad wanting to eat goose meat—how bold of you to think that!"
"Old bastard, I've already wiped out half of the Soul Palace's power in the Ling Sheng Dynasty. Soon, it will be complete annihilation. You Soul Palace members are so impressive, right? Sending some lackeys to Eastern Wasteland to stir up trouble and destroy my Cloud Spirit Sect! Today, let the complete destruction of your Soul Palace serve as a tribute to my fallen sect members."
As the battle neared its end, most of Mo's subordinates had perished. Han Mang removed the soundproof barrier and said lightly, "Mo, it has come to this. Do you have any last words?"
"Heh heh, do I look like I don't know? You can't kill me! The Dragon Binding Formation traps me but also prevents you from attacking me! Even if you keep me here for ten years, I won't die! Let's see who can last longer!"
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