1065 The National Master’s Array (2/2)

As long as I could trap you, I would have a chance to kill you.

That was something the national master did not say aloud but Ning Que read between the lines. He slightly frowned when recalling the national master's ghostly flash moves previously. He sensed something strange and abnormal. Even if the top cultivators such as the Abbey Dean and his Eldest Brother at Distanceless could not have moved at the speed of bolts in such a small scale.

He looked around at the scattering carriages, tried to read through the intensifying array intent carried by the primitive smell of blood, and vaguely figured out why. That was what the national master of Golden Tribe Royal Court had prepared for him. He used himself as the bait and lured the enemy into his array… His original position was the eye of the array, where he could leave easily but not his enemy.

It seemed to be a simple plot, but was actually very hard to execute because he had to be powerful enough to escape from the enemy. It was particularly hard when his enemy was someone powerful like Yu Lian and Ning Que. He had to be able to break from time and almost become Distanceless.

The national master stood on top of the carriage in some distance. He closed his eyes, pressed his palms together and started chanting. It was neither from Buddhism scriptures or Taoism canons. It sounded weird like some witch prayers for a sacrificing ceremony on the grassland.

The Qi of Heaven and Earth was overturned on the grassland. Roaring wind came from all directions and started swirling around the array of carriages. It almost vacuumed the air inside the array and spread it into the sky. Ning Que felt the air around him became thin instantly. The warmth and cosiness brought by the morning breeze and glow was gone immediately.

Ning Que sensed a strong smell of blood in front of his nose. While the air around him became thin and chill, the smell of blood and chillness penetrated into his body and went further down into his ocean of psyche, Mountain of Snow and Ocean of Qi.

His psyche could not work properly, and the crystal beads formed by Haoran Qi inside his abdomen spun much slower. Most shockingly a thick layer of fresh snow had accumulated on top of the snow mountain!

Dark clouds came again above the grassland, and covered the warm sun.

Ning Que lowered his head slightly but did not sit down. He resisted the strong array intent silently and tried to find out a way to break through. He did not take any step further because there was no way out.

In the chilling array his body was immediately covered with frost and some snow fell onto his eyebrows. It looked funny and scary.

He had not figured out a way to break through. Because he could not even locate the national master in the array. The national master was indeed the most powerful in the grassland with an unfathomable level of cultivation. He was definitely not an array master. But he had applied some cultivation skills alien to the Central Plains and created such a huge array on the fields by using carriages, and trapped him.

The national master finished the scripture or mantra that no one could understand. He opened his eyes slowly and said to Ning Que calmly, ”There are cases in the carriages, which carried the bones of the Tang people. Chanyu helped me collect them for years, among which there are probably some soldiers from Wei.”

Ning Que looked above and gazed at the national master, with his eyes flashed like blades.

The national master seemed never get the hidden message in his look and continued, ”I know you once lived in Wei. I guess there are bones of your acquaintances. But sadly… they are all dead. Only their resentment was left now. They have no feelings for you and will actually help me kill you today.”

That was the foundation of this blood sacrificing array.

The national master excelled in Buddhism, Taoism, and Devil's Doctrine. His level of cultivation and scale of knowledge was peerless. He assembled the power of faith by Buddhism, collected the souls by means of witchcraft, and applied the Qi of Heaven and Earth with the skills of Taoism. For which he was even willing to trade with his own longevity. It was because he could only achieve his goal by creating such a huge blood sacrificing array.

The Haoran Qi inside Ning Que was already frozen. And the smell of blood was overturning his ocean of psyche. But he still had a clear mind. He stared at the national master and asked, ”Why are you telling me this?”

By then the frost on his eyebrows was already half meter long.

”Because what you told A Da before he died was very reasonable.” The national master looked at him sympathetically and said, ”One might be born muddled, but he had to die with a clear mind.”

”Very well,” Ning Que commented.

The national master asked, ”What do you mean by very well?”

Ning Que looked at him and said, ”I had been planning to wipe out the Golden Tribe Royal court no matter who tried to stop me. I do not need anything to add to my resolution. But what you've done… could at least provide me with some excuse if the Eldest Brother questions me in the future.”

The national master understood what he meant and said after a pause, ”Therefore it was all about finding excuses.”

Ning Que stared at the carriage under his feet, the worn case on the carriage and the white bones that could be vaguely seen inside. He finally made one step further.

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