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第三千七百三十章 百灵大阵

The demon leader's mood was extremely depressed. The phrase "the plan lies in human endeavor, the success depends on heaven" unexpectedly surfaced in his mind. He and Tian Xiaojian had been a 'one rises together, one falls together' relationship; this saying held no deceit.

He was also familiar with the Hundred Birds Great Array. With Tian Xiaojian's current strength, breaking through it would be very difficult. But silently passing through it was something he could manage with over an 80% chance of success.

However, there was a condition: the Hundred Birds Great Array had not yet been triggered and activated.

But now, everything had become as ephemeral as a mirage.

That woman's strength was commendable, but she was too reckless. She was among the few powerful beings at the late-stage Tribulation Transcendence, but she lacked an aura domain. Such arrogance in trying to pass through this array was simply overestimating herself.

She was utterly foolish; her fate was almost sealed here.

"Uncle, you say that what we see before us is actually a formation? Could Zhu Que, Xuan Wu, Qing Long, and Bai Hu all be fake?"

Tian Xiaojian's face showed a hint of surprise. His current strength was already formidable, having experienced countless battles. He had always been confident in his discernment.

The four spirits appeared lively and real; they did not resemble the clay or wooden figures produced by formations.

Even other demon clans seemed unrelated to this formation.

"Humph, the Hundred Birds Great Array is intricate and complex. It's beyond your reach to easily understand it. Unfortunately, what you see before you is merely a copy with only one-tenth of the power of the real thing. Otherwise, not even True Immortals would have fallen here," the demon leader said with a touch of regret.

"A copy so outrageous; what about the genuine article? Could it be something passed down from the Celestial Realm?" Tian Xiaojian held back his anger and asked curiously.

After all, there was no point in getting angry now. It was better to remain calm and gather more information while looking for other solutions.

"The Hundred Birds Seal is not a treasure of the Celestial Realm."

The demon leader sighed deeply.

"What? Not from the Celestial Realm?"

Tian Xiaojian was stunned: "Uncle, did you make a mistake? Aren't treasures in the Spirit Realm that powerful?"

"When has old man ever said it's a treasure of the Spirit Realm?"

"Then..."

"The Hundred Birds Seal. You've never heard of it before, but its knowledge is limited among all three realms and throughout history."

"It's a holy object of true spirits with power far beyond ordinary divine treasures. Li Yutong once witnessed its might, which left him in awe. That’s why he invited the Spirit Realm's formation masters to combine puppetry techniques with formations, creating this Hundred Birds Great Array."

"Speaking of its power, it is indeed formidable, but compared to the true Hundred Birds Seal, it falls short like a dog trying to imitate a tiger. Nevertheless, ordinary cultivators cannot pass through it, so Li Yutong used it to guard the path leading to the Peach Blossom Tree."

"So that's how it is."

Tian Xiaojian was drawn to the Hundred Birds Seal.

But this thought only flashed by.

Rather than hoping for an unseen treasure, securing the peach fruit was more important.

At this moment, the cloud fairy's light laughter reached his ears: "Friend, you've been watching from the side for so long. Isn't it time to reveal yourself?"

Before he could react, Qin Yan flicked her sleeves and a sword of light shot out towards Tian Xiaojian.

Qin Yan wasn’t trying to create more enemies; she just wanted to drag Tian Xiaojian into this situation to share the burden.

Tian Xiaojian was furious but also puzzled. His concealment technique had been passed down by his uncle, making it difficult for even aura domain cultivators to detect him.

How did this woman manage to spot him with so many powerful enemies surrounding her?

Incredible, but the key question was: how could he resolve this crisis?

Tian Xiaojian didn’t want to be dragged into this, but his form had already been exposed. Concealment was useless now.

Reluctantly, he emerged from hiding.

Tian Xiaojian, a seasoned cultivator, made his decision in an instant.

With a flick of his body, he moved over a hundred feet away.

Roar!

The roar entered his ears as two creatures that resembled dragons and tigers but were neither rushed towards him.

Tian Xiaojian frowned. Without any additional movements, he merely waved his arms, sending countless bright lights from his body.

Sizzle...

It was like tearing through silk; the two seemingly fierce creatures were instantly cut into pieces.

They turned into various-sized fragments that fell like rain, with no blood spilling. Indeed, as the demon leader said, these were just puppets controlled by the formation.

"Damn it! That woman dragged me into this. How did she spot my movements?"

"Xiao Jian, don’t rush; now is not the time to investigate. Follow Uncle’s instructions below; you still have a good chance of escaping the Hundred Birds Great Array and possibly obtaining the sacred peach fruit," the demon leader's voice echoed in his ears.

"Yes, Uncle."

Tian Xiaojian nodded, adopting a respectful demeanor. With no other choice, he followed the instructions.

"Alright, first..."

...

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan found the cultivation technique he was looking for: True Demon Technique of Chaos. He continued to inventory the other treasures when suddenly he heard a cry. Turning his head, Lin Xuan’s eyes widened in surprise.

A semi-transparent pebble lay there, about the size of a fist and as clear as crystal. At first glance, it seemed unremarkable.

But upon closer inspection, a landscape painting was visible within.

Mountains, rivers, lakes... countless scenes...

Of course, these were all scaled down by millions of times but were incredibly lifelike, captivating to behold.

The stone emitted a warm glow, making it beautiful. However, Lin Xuan wasn’t just drawn in by its appearance; he was captivated by the landscape painting within.

If it had been an ordinary landscape, that would have been fine, but the scenes inside kept changing.

One moment, springtime filled with vitality; the next, scorching summer heat; then autumn’s chilly winds and falling leaves; finally, snowflakes began to fall...

Postscript: Today's third update. Next week, I'll be accompanying my father to the hospital, so updates may be affected. Please bear with me, fellow cultivators!

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