Chapter One Hundred and Fifty – New Target (1/2)
Chapter One Hundred and Fifty – New Target
Zuo Mo was in a predicament!
Bean-sized beads of sweat flowed down his face. He had underestimated the difficulty of controlling this [Great Li Fire Seal Formation]!
To pursue power, he had done his best to strengthen the formation from every aspect. The direct result was the difficulty in controlling the formation had also increased. Behind the spectacular display, the series of manipulations he had done were all highly difficult!
Even though Zuo Mo’s skill and control had increased, the unexpected difficulty of controlling the formation had created a great problem for him.
His body shook like dice. In a short moment, sweat suddenly started to appear on his body. In a moment he appeared to have been just dunked inwater.
It was too hard!
Damn it!
Zuo Mo cautiously began using all of his consciousness to control every tiny change in the formation.
Formations were a kind of work that demanded meticulousness. Any kind of mistake could create an extremely large effect, and cause the effect of the formation to vary drastically. The complexity of a formation belt that was composed of many kinds of formations that were maximized for effect was even more so.
Zuo Mo did not notice that he had bitten through his lips, and blood was seeping out.
His consciousness was using the Five Colored Pagoda to carefully control the web of fire!
Having finally stopped Zong Ming Yan’s attack, Zuo Mo didn’t have the time to rejoice. He had reached his limits, the web of fire was almost out of control!
Zuo Mo’s eyes widened into circles, the tendons in his forehead pulsing. If he lost control of the fire web, for him, that meant failure. The temperature of the tranquil blue fire was the strongest flame that he had ever seen since he learned dan-making. The uncontrolled fire web would collapse in an instant, and the flowing tranquil blue fire would destroy all of the formations.
That was definitely not allowed!
But he had reached the last of his endurance. He could feel the ling power in his body quickly depleting. His weak cultivation once again became his Achilles’ heel! However, he had no time to think about this right now. He had to make a choice!
He didn’t even pause to think. Grunting, he gathered the last of his power!
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The gigantic tranquil blue fire suddenly pushed downwards. The xiuzhe in the formation below instantly moved. Did Zuo Mo want to get them all at once?
He didn’t know his power!
A cold smile appeared on the corner of many of the xiuzhe’s mouths. From their perspective, a zhuji xiuzhe was sending them a challenge through this method. These people whose eyes were always looking upwards, how could they bear a zhuji looking down at them?
Many competitors were preparing eagerly to try to test the power of the web of fire!
Just at this time, a deep and raspy sound suddenly echoed through the formation.
“Bind!”
The web of fire that had covered the sky suddenly shrunk extremely, heading for Zong Ming Yan. This caused the xiuzhe that had prepared to fight to pause. They instantly revealed expressions of anticipation to see the result. No one would be dumb to block the web of fire for Zong Ming Yan.
Anger came onto Zong Ming Yan’s face. He gave a heavy snort. His expression serious, the Seven Plum Sword in his hand turned to a flash of dark light that headed for the web of fire.
As the Seven Plum Sword entered the air, it turned to a gigantic sword energy, forcefully piercing the net.
The tranquil blue fire web unexpectedly shrunk again, actually taking along the sword and person to the middle of the web.
When the sword energy sliced the web of fire, Zuo Mo spat out a handful of blood again, his face becoming even paler.
But did the situation allow him to retreat? He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, the salty and fishy taste of blood making his mind alert. He suddenly pushed out his last bit of power. His spiritual and ling power was almost empty at this time. Zuo Mo was bleeding from his nose and mouth, but he did not detect it.
The last bit of consciousness burrowed into the Five Colored Pagoda. The Five Colored Pagoda suddenly burst in light. Under the crescent moon, it flashed with five colored light!
Zong Ming Yan’s expression finally changed!
The web of fire had not neared him, but the rising temperature was already enough for him to feel fear. He didn’t dare to hold anything back. He jumped into the air, closely following the flying sword. All his ling power was channeled into the flying sword. There was only one thought in his mind –––– break out of this web of fire!
Using all his power, the sword essence of the Seven Plum Sword suddenly was as sharp as the cold wind at the top of a cliff. Suddenly, it was like there was an old winter plum standing in the wind!
Hiss!
The flying sword broke through the fire web. Zong Ming Yan felt joy, but just at this time, a change occurred.
“Die!”
Zuo Mo’s muffled shout was like thunder, rolling and exploding inside the formation!
The web of fire suddenly retreated inwards to the center!
Zong Ming Yan felt that the tranquil blue flame was all around him, as though he was inside a large dan cauldron, and would turn to ash at any instant. Fear in his heart, he hurriedly activated the ling armor!
Countless tranquil blue flames landed on Zong Ming Yan’s body!
“Ah!’
Zong Ming Yan shrieked, the light of the flying sword suddenly becoming disordered. Just as everyone assumed at Zong Ming Yan would lose his life, the countless tranquil blue flame suddenly disappeared.
Yet there were still many flames that had landed on Zong Ming Yan’s ling armor. Dong Qi Sword Sect was not famous for its defence. The power of these tranquil blue flames were astounding. Even with the protection of the ling armor, Zong Ming Yan was in terrible straits.
His entire body was burnt black, ling armor completely damaged. He was like a piece of wood burnt black, dropping from the sky.