Demon Gate Player

Chapter 9: Five Peaks Imprisonment Formation

009: Five Peaks Imprisonment Formation

After leaving the Bogu Pavilion, Pang Yue visited several other shops before finally leaving the market.

These shops had one thing in common, which was their strong background.

For example, the Bogu Pavilion. Pang Yue learned from the memories of the original owner, Daoist Xu, that the backer behind it was the Gu family, a Gold Core family under the Demon Talisman Sect.

In these five years, he had been diligently cultivating, and his cultivation had already reached the perfection of the Third Stage of the Dao Foundation, with only a hair's breadth away from the Fourth Stage.

However, he was unable to break through no matter what.

Whether it was the experience from his past life in the game or the Innate Limitless Monument in this life, it seemed that none of them could solve the problem.

A bottleneck in cultivation!

It had nothing to do with comprehension.

This damn aptitude!

The Fourth Stage of the Dao Foundation was a hurdle. Once crossed, it would be the mid-stage of the Dao Foundation. If unable to cross, it would always be the early stage of the Dao Foundation.

In these five years, he had hunted countless Dao Foundation Demonic Beasts, refined various types of pills to enhance his cultivation, and even consumed more than ten pills specifically for breaking through realms. However, he still couldn't make a breakthrough.

But fortunately, there was still hope!

After consuming various breakthrough pills, Pang Yue clearly felt that the bottleneck resistance had decreased significantly. If he could find a better method to break through, perhaps he could make a breakthrough in one go!

The large amount of spirit stones obtained from hunting Demonic Beasts had been used by him to exchange for various cultivation resources.

Formations, talismans, pills, manuals, Law Weapons, heaven and earth treasures...

Fortunately.

The nine prohibitions of the Innate Limitless Monument and the Monster Refining Pot were complete, making them Supreme Grade Law Weapons.

Pang Yue leisurely flew towards the Dragon Scale Island, thinking that in the remaining five years, he could slowly refine the bottleneck. If it still didn't work, he would return to the Demon Talisman Sect after five years and try the method of dual cultivation in the cauldron.

The sea and sky were vast, and the clouds were leisurely.

Three streaks of light chased after him from behind, and one of them shouted, "Fellow Daoist, please stop!"

Upon hearing this, Pang Yue swept his divine sense backwards and then stopped his flight.

In the blink of an eye, three cultivators surrounded Pang Yue in a triangular formation.

"What can I do for you three?" Pang Yue smiled faintly.

Unexpectedly, he had encountered Rogue Cultivators. Fortunately, their cultivation levels were average, with one at the Fifth Stage of the Dao Foundation and the other two at the Third Stage of the Dao Foundation.

"Leave your wealth and spare your life," one of the Dao Foundation cultivators said coldly.

Another person said, "Why waste time talking to him? Just kill him directly!"

Before the words had even finished, they immediately attacked.

A silver flying needle shot out from one of their hands like lightning, directly aiming for Pang Yue's left eye!

This High Grade Law Weapon was most skilled at sneak attacks. Once the needle pierced the brain, it would explode with thunder, blowing up the cultivator's head.

Especially at close range, it was impossible to defend against.

Ding!

In the blink of an eye.

A flicker of agile and flowing light appeared in front of Pang Yue's left eye, intercepting the flying needle.

"The heart and the sword are clear, the sword follows the heart!"

The other two Rogue Cultivators were startled, secretly cursing their bad luck, and then they both attacked at the same time.

As a Rogue Cultivator, it is most annoying to encounter sword cultivators and insect cultivators...

"The three of you came just in time. My newly purchased flying sword has yet to taste blood."

Pang Yue laughed heartily, and the demonic slaying immortal sword in front of him gently swayed, turning into countless sword lights that surrounded the three people.

The sword lights split!

The three of them felt that the sky and the ground were filled with strange red and white alternating sword lights. As the sword lights flickered, a strange and peculiar burning power spread, burning their souls and weakening their spiritual consciousness.

The three of them didn't have time to cast spells, relying only on their Law Weapons and protective spiritual lights to block.

The two Dao Foundation triple cultivators only managed to hold on for a moment before being pierced through by countless sword lights, turning into sieves.

The Dao Foundation fifth cultivator was slightly stronger, but he couldn't hold on for long either. He hurriedly shouted, "Fellow Daoist, spare my life, spare my life!"

The sword lights suddenly retracted.

The red and white bone sword hung in front of Pang Yue.

Pang Yue had not moved at all from beginning to end.

"I have been blind, I am willing to offer all my wealth, just spare my wretched life, Fellow Daoist!"

The Rogue Cultivator took off his storage bag and offered it with both hands, saying, "And... there is a secret, no one else knows about it."

Pang Yue smiled and asked, "What secret? Tell me."

The Rogue Cultivator observed his expression and cautiously said, "It's about the Dragon-Scale Fruit Tree... The Dragon-Scale Fruit produced by this tree has a miraculous effect on body cultivation. Long-term consumption can endlessly enhance physical strength. It is said that in ancient times, some cultivators only relied on eating Dragon-Scale Fruit to possess the strength comparable to a Gold Core cultivator."

As Pang Yue listened, his expression gradually darkened.

The Rogue Cultivator hurriedly said, "There is a Dragon-Scale Fruit Tree in the outer sea. Zheng Peng, a disciple of the Zheng Family, has received news and will come to search for it soon. If we can spread the news and then take advantage of the chaos to seize it..."

"You haven't spread the news yet, have you?"

"No," the Rogue Cultivator shook his head.

"How did you obtain this information?" Pang Yue asked curiously.

The Rogue Cultivator replied, "I have a close friend who is skilled in dream invasion techniques. After stealing it from Zheng Peng, he sold it to me."

After Pang Yue listened to him, he said, "In that case, if you can withstand one punch from me, I will let you go, how about that?"

The Rogue Cultivator's eyes flickered as he looked fearfully at the flying sword in front of Pang Yue, and finally nodded, "Alright, it's a deal!"

After saying that, he quickly summoned three protective Law Weapons.

A shield floated in front of him.

A turtle shell protected his chest.

Finally, a small bronze tower on top of his head emitted a clear light that enveloped him.

Pang Yue took a deep breath, a golden light flashed across his body, and his right fist struck out.

Boom!

The fist burst through the air, and the golden fist radiance struck the shield in front of the Rogue Cultivator.

An irresistible force erupted, and thirty-three consecutive loud bangs resounded across the sea.

Rogue Cultivator's eyes widened in astonishment as he looked at his shield and turtle shell, which were as fragile as paper and shattered under the golden fist energy.

Then, the fist energy struck his protective aura.

The bronze tower spun rapidly, neutralizing the boundless force.

However, within the fist energy, there were thirty-three layers of immense power, surging forward one after another.

The bronze tower only blocked the first three layers, and when it reached the fourth layer of immense power, it directly crashed into Rogue Cultivator.

His protective aura struggled for half a breath before shattering.

In the next moment, his body turned into minced meat, exploding into the sky like a huge blood mist.

Pang Yue collected the storage bags of the three people, activated his escape technique, and flew towards the distance.

...

In the courtyard paved with bluestones.

Pang Yue sat under the Dragon-Scale Tree, and within the dense canopy, small fruits had already formed.

In another five years, these Dragon-Scale Fruits would ripen.

And the conspiracy seemed to be gradually surfacing.

First, he was given a compulsory mission and sent to a desolate island with thin spiritual energy, interrupting his cultivation path for ten years.

Then, the secret of the Dragon-Scale Fruit Tree's location was leaked, causing his mission to fail and even risking being killed...

Seek help from the sect?

I'm afraid there won't be enough time...

Going back and forth to the market takes a lot of time. If that Zheng Peng comes, all efforts will be in vain.

Fortunately, in order to fulfill his duty of guarding for the next five years, Pang Yue spent a huge amount of money to purchase a set of formations, which he has already set up around Dragon-Scale Island.

The formation covers a radius of ten miles around Dragon-Scale Island. Pang Yue is confident that as long as it's not a Gold Core cultivator, no one can walk out of the formation alive.

This formation is called the Five Mountains Imprisonment Formation.

Once the formation is activated, it suppresses the void, mana, and divine soul, leaving no one able to escape.

Just setting up this formation took Pang Yue more than a year.

He bought a beast-taming technique from the market and used the Monster Refining Pot to subdue fifty Demonic Beasts at the Dao Foundation realm.

These Demonic Beasts all share the common characteristics of being large in size and having strong demonic power.

Within the Five Mountains Imprisonment Formation, every ten Great Monsters suppress one formation eye, ensuring that the formation's power is maximized.

As for the Zheng Family... they are a slightly inferior cultivation clan compared to the Demon Talisman Sect, ranking among the four major cultivation clans of the Eastern Sea.

These types of cultivation clans are completely different from clans that are dependent on the Demon Talisman Sect.

Not only do they have a long heritage and profound background, but some of them are even older than many sects.

In the memories of the original owner, Zheng Family stood tall in the cultivation world with their Body Refining technique, and their clan's inheritance was the "Nine Transformations of True Spirits." They also had experts in the Primordial Spirit realm in their ancestry.

...

Demon Talisman Sect.

Black Light Mountain.

Inside a Cave Mansion.

Zhuang Buxiu's hands naturally hung down as he stood upright, quietly watching a cultivator carving jade.

This cultivator is in his early twenties, with a slender figure and a cold and stern expression. He wears a flawless white robe that doesn't attract any dust.

His hands and fingers are long and agile. At this moment, he is focused on carving a jade statue, which bears a striking resemblance to the fallen Ning Daoyu.

Zhuang Buxiu bitterly smiles in his heart.

Five years have passed, and this person still can't let go... Later, he vaguely learned that during the conflict between the Ning and Xu families, Daoist Xu from the Xu family secretly manipulated the situation with the help of this person.

The purpose was to ensure that Ning Daoyu could win the conflict without any harm.

But unfortunately...

After a long silence, the cultivator in white asks indifferently, "Is everything arranged?"

"It's all arranged... Zheng Peng from the Zheng Family, Long Ying'er from the Endless Pleasure Sect, and the eighth prince of the Crimson-Blood Golden Flood-Dragon Clan have all obtained the location of the Dragon-Scale Fruit Tree in a coincidental manner. And judging from their demand for the Dragon-Scale Fruit, they will definitely require verification and exploration," Zhuang Buxiu answers.

The cultivator in white nods without expressing agreement or disagreement.

Zhuang Buxiu can't help but ask, "Senior Ning, does this mean that we are handing over the Dragon-Scale Fruit Tree to others?"

The cultivator in white speaks calmly, "Losing a few fruits is nothing. The tree cannot be moved, otherwise it would have been transplanted back to the sect long ago. Moreover, there are marks left by our ancestor on the tree. Unless a Gold Core Late Stage cultivator takes action, no one can destroy it. Otherwise, why would the sect let a few inner disciples guard the treasure tree?"

Zhuang Buxiu lowers his head and says, "I have been ignorant."

The cultivator in white puts down the jade, "Then, Zhuang Buxiu, take this letter from me and go to the Yuanmo Temple to find that person for the medicine."

Zhuang Buxiu's expression changes for a moment and he gratefully says, "Thank you, Senior Ning."

...

On the open sea.

Underneath a transparent dome that is shaped like a hemisphere and inverted, there are continuous and luxurious palaces.

Countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals patrol in groups, displaying a formidable presence.

Inside a certain palace.

A man in a golden robe suddenly bursts into laughter and shouts, "Children, bring me my weapon!"

After a moment of agreement, eight Monster Race soldiers carry a trident and walk with heavy steps.

The man in the golden robe grabs the trident with one hand, and with a swift movement, he turns into a stream of light and rushes out of the palace, flying towards the ocean.

"Eighth brother, where are you going? Why are you in such a hurry?"

A pleasant voice sounds, and the man in the golden robe's vision blurs, revealing a beautiful and graceful young girl.

She is dressed in a tight-fitting golden gown, which perfectly showcases her curvaceous figure.

Her skin is fair and delicate, and her face is exceptionally beautiful. Every frown and smile exudes charm.

"Third sister, I have something to take care of," the man in the golden robe says in a deep voice.

The girl smiles and says, "I have nothing to do anyway. Why don't I accompany you?"

The man in the golden robe quickly waves his hand, "Third sister, this is a personal matter. I can handle it myself. You go about your business. Goodbye!"

After speaking, he quickly turns into a golden light and disappears into the depths of the ocean.

The girl watches his departure and lightly moves her fingers, as if there is a thread connecting them. She murmurs to herself, "Mysterious indeed. I'll go see Father first, and then I'll find you later."

(End of this chapter)