Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

A day later, three Core Formation cultivators arrived together.

The one in the middle had a square face and long eyebrows, with an imposing demeanor, stern and dignified. To his left was the old man surnamed Bian, and to his right was an old Daoist with a rosy complexion and white hair, wearing flowing sleeves, a smile perpetually on his face, as if he was born that way.

"Senior Brother Ke, you're here. Did you bring the tool for breaking the formation?" the middle-aged cultivator asked hastily.

The square-faced cultivator glared at him and said unpleasantly, "Senior Brother Ge is still waiting for you to report on the progress of the southern front, yet you're here, running off to catch some spiritual beast without a word!"

The middle-aged cultivator said nonchalantly, "It's not like it's anything urgent. A day sooner or later makes no difference. But this spiritual beast is exceptionally divine and rare. If we miss it today, we won't have another chance."

The square-faced cultivator said with a sullen face, "Nonsense! The sudden appearance of a large formation here is clearly a trap to lure you in, and you actually think you've encountered a lucky opportunity!"

The middle-aged cultivator chuckled, "Senior Brother Ke, you're being too hasty with your words. I spent the whole day surveying the deep valley and didn't find any traces of a man-made formation. This valley is impenetrable to spiritual sense, so it might not be due to a formation, but rather naturally formed."

The square-faced cultivator turned to the old Daoist with a rosy complexion and white hair and said, "Fellow Daoist Chi, tell him something."

Before the old Daoist could speak, the smile on his face immediately spread, making his whole face look joyous.

He said in a very gentle voice, "Elder Yu, this mountain is called Mist Rock Mountain because of a peculiar stone that produces mist when exposed to sunlight. However, the mist produced by this Mist Rock cannot block spiritual sense.

"Sixty years ago, I traveled here and found many Mist Rock stones to decorate my cave dwelling, which created a unique scene. At that time, although I didn't reach this valley, I certainly didn't detect the existence of any formation devices."

The square-faced cultivator stared at the middle-aged cultivator and said, "Did you hear that? There was no such formation sixty years ago. Where did this formation come from? Where did that strange beast come from? Don't you understand?"

The middle-aged cultivator remained unmoved, "Fellow Daoist Chi said that he didn't detect the existence of formation devices, which only means there wasn't a formation, but it doesn't mean a natural forbidden area couldn't have formed here! Senior Brother Ke, your spiritual sense is strong, why don't you carefully investigate and see if you can find any clues to the existence of formation devices!"

The square-faced cultivator asked, "What kind of spiritual beast is it that makes you pursue it so relentlessly?"

The middle-aged cultivator smiled triumphantly and said, "I had nothing to do today, so I repeatedly recalled the books I've read. This beast seems to be a Suanni beast. However, it has a pair of emerald eyes, so I don't know which kind of Suanni beast it is!"

The square-faced cultivator was taken aback and asked, "A Suanni beast? Did you see clearly? Such a divine beast wouldn't appear so easily. This place has nothing special, how could there be such a divine beast!"

The middle-aged cultivator said, "It looks very similar. Whether it is or not, we'll only know for sure once we catch it."

The square-faced cultivator pondered for a moment and said, "To be able to use a Suanni beast to lure us, it can only be the Profound Heaven Sect. Where else could they mobilize manpower from?"

The middle-aged cultivator chuckled and pointed at the square-faced cultivator, saying, "Senior Brother Ke, you're still scared from that surprise attack by the Profound Heaven Sect! Today is different from the past. We've already established contact with the Abyss of Heavenly Demons. If the Profound Heaven Sect were to draw a large number of cultivators from the west, it wouldn't escape the Abyss of Heavenly Demons' notice. Would the Abyss of Heavenly Demons not even inform Sword Washing Mountain of such news?

"Furthermore, compared to the Abyss of Heavenly Demons, the Profound Heaven Sect has far fewer Core Formation experts. They also have to guard the Sumeru Mountain Secret Realm, so where could they spare manpower to attack us! With the strength of our Sword Washing Mountain, would they dare to come without a dozen Core Formation cultivators!"

The square-faced cultivator's face darkened, and he immediately felt somewhat embarrassed, coldly saying, "Since you say it's a forbidden area, what kind of restriction is it? And how do you plan to break it?"

The middle-aged cultivator pretended not to see the square-faced cultivator's annoyance and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Ke, there are many forbidden areas in this world, they're nothing more than special spiritual energy environments that can isolate spiritual sense. How about this, since I discovered this place and insisted on exploring it, I'll go in first. If I'm trapped, you'll know from the outside whether it's a formation or a forbidden area!"

The square-faced cultivator raised an eyebrow and snorted, "Then let's do that. If you get trapped inside, it's your own fault."

The middle-aged cultivator cried out strangely, "Senior Brother Ke, what are you saying! I haven't even gone in yet, and you're already cursing me to die? Are you still my senior brother!"

The square-faced cultivator turned his back and ignored him.

The middle-aged cultivator smiled, stroked his storage bracelet, and with a flash of clear light, five cyan longswords flew out, spinning around him, releasing wisps of sword energy, shielding him.

Without saying a word, he stepped forward and walked into the valley, quickly swallowed by the thick fog, disappearing from sight and from the spiritual sense of the three outside.

After a moment, the square-faced cultivator took out a sound transmission jade slip from his storage bracelet and placed it against his forehead to check. It was from his junior brother, saying that the spiritual energy inside the valley was somewhat chaotic, and spiritual sense could hardly extend beyond three zhang.

The source of this chaotic spiritual energy was a dense forest in the center of the valley. He was going in now, and if anything happened, it would be there.

Several breaths later, sounds of fighting came from the valley, occasionally accompanied by the roars of demonic beasts, indicating an extremely fierce battle.

The old man surnamed Bian and the Daoist surnamed Chi exchanged glances, unsure of what was happening inside the valley.

The square-faced cultivator picked up the sound transmission jade slip, pressed it against his forehead, and transmitted a thought. However, after waiting for several breaths, there was no response. On the contrary, the fighting in the valley grew even more intense.

The old man surnamed Bian suddenly shouted, "Elder Yu, can you hear me?"

"...Can hear. I found...the Suanni..." A faint voice came from the thick fog, it was the middle-aged cultivator.

The Daoist surnamed Chi couldn't help but laugh, "That's interesting. It blocks spiritual sense but not sound. It's truly the power of creation, full of wonders."

The square-faced cultivator, however, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "A formation could also do this, but there are no fluctuations of formation devices operating here. It can only be a forbidden area. The chaotic spiritual energy causes spiritual sense to be unable to extend, but sound is unaffected. Such forbidden areas are not uncommon."

He paused and said, "Fellow Daoist Chi, Fellow Daoist Bian, the two of you go in and help Junior Brother Yu, and take down that demonic beast as soon as possible. I'll stay here and be on alert, just in case."

The old man surnamed Bian and the Daoist surnamed Chi hurriedly bowed in agreement, each summoning a defensive magic treasure, and strode into the valley.

The square-faced cultivator listened carefully, but after the two entered the thick fog, there was no movement. Not only did these two disappear silently, but the original sounds of fighting also completely disappeared.

He was about to call out and ask, when suddenly a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation spread out from the valley, completely isolating him from the outside.

It's a formation!

He was shocked and summoned his flying sword, wanting to leave this place first, but saw an old Daoist with a red face flying out of the thick fog, wielding a large gourd, attacking him.