Senior Sister Bai Yueguang is incredibly strong.

Chapter 42 Sect Grand Competition (7)

Just as Luo Zai Shui was planning the next step, an unexpected event occurred first.

In the blink of an eye, a gale arose, and the fierce wind whipped up mud and sand, lashing wildly.

She simply lay down on the ground; the gentle man had already vanished without a trace.

The wind grew stronger, and the sand scraped across my face, leaving bloody streaks.

Luo Zai Shui knew that this couldn't go on and dared not move rashly, but if this stalemate continued, she would definitely be buried alive by the sand.

She struggled to her feet, the wind and sand whipping wildly around her. She held up her hands to shield her eyes and staggered upwards.

Another gust of wind blew, and Luo Zai Shui was blown back to where he was.

hiss--

Luo must have hit her back on a rock in the water, and she gasped in pain, but luckily the rock stopped her from being blown away.

She dared not stay here any longer; if the sandstorm piled up, she would be buried alive sooner or later.

She squinted, flailing the talisman she pulled out haphazardly in the air, as if it were about to fly out of her hand.

"Pah—"

While chanting the incantation, he spat out the sand and dust from his mouth—no one else could do that.

A small windbreak was thus formed.

Luo steadied herself in the water. A semi-circular windproof array shielded her from the wind and frost, but it also obscured her view of the outside world. Amidst the endless yellow sand, this small array seemed ready to be shattered at any moment.

She decided not to linger and continued on her way, feeling her way forward.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but the wind is getting stronger and stronger.

Just as she was deciding whether to find a place where the wind would subside for a while, the gust of wind suddenly intensified.

With a "crack," a crack suddenly appeared in the windproof array. Just as Luo Zai Shui was about to take out a talisman to fix it, the entire array shattered on the ground, and Luo Zai Shui himself was blown into the sky.

Having experienced the excruciating pain of flying to the heavens, Luo Zai Shui thought to herself that she needed to gain weight when she got back, since she could actually be blown away by a gust of wind.

The image inside the bronze mirror was no longer visible, and fine cracks suddenly appeared on the mirror surface.

The people below the stage were no longer calm and began to discuss among themselves. Many of them already knew that the great formation they were in was Zhenling Town, and they started clamoring for the Wen family to give an explanation.

Shi Ming was getting a little anxious when he saw that his martial uncle hadn't returned yet. Jian Muyi was so anxious that he wanted to rush to the Wen family and ask them to release Luo Zai Shui. Fortunately, Su Wusi was calm enough. Although he was also anxious, he managed to keep them calm.

"Senior brother, don't rush. Our senior uncles are already trying to find a solution. If we go now, we might cause them unnecessary trouble. Let's wait for them to arrive and then listen to their arrangements."

Xie Jing gathered the leaders of the five major sects in front of the Wen family's council hall in the shortest possible time.

The Wen family head, who had never appeared in the competition, sat in the main seat, smiling as he poured himself a cup of tea, looking down at every sect leader present.

Luo woke up half an hour later.

"You're finally awake."

In just a short while, Chu Yeli had become a mud-covered figure. The once elegant young master was now in a sorry state.

"What's with that expression? I finally managed to pull you down from the sky, and you didn't even say thank you."

Luo Zai Shui glanced at her palms, realizing she wasn't in much better shape. She sat up and smiled, "Thanks, consider this a debt I owe you."

Chu Yeli patted the dust off his clothes: "It's rare for you to owe me a favor. You're really something, going straight to the sky. If I hadn't seen someone flying in the sky from afar, you might have been blown away somewhere."

Luo Zai Shui covered her throbbing head and explained, "I don't know why the wind suddenly picked up, and the Wen family members also came in. I guess they got separated."

Chu Yeli casually found a spot to sit down, completely disregarding his image: "Have you found a way to break the formation?"

Luo Zai Shui shook his head: "No, let alone breaking the formation, I can't even find the formation's core or the gate of life here."

She suddenly noticed that Chu Yeli's legs were covered in mud and sand, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air: "Are you injured?"

Chu Yeli subconsciously pulled his leg back: "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

"Tsk." Luo Zai Shui stood up and patted the mud off his clothes. "We need to leave here quickly. I feel the longer we stay here, the more dangerous it will be."

"It's easy to say." Chu Yeli looked at her. "We can't even find the core of the formation, how could we possibly leave?"

On the other side, the head of the Wen family was still leisurely drinking tea.

"Patriarch Wen, please give us an explanation! Why did the Spirit Suppressing Array have to be used in this Array Dao Competition? If anything goes wrong, it will be a disaster for the entire world!"

The head of the Chu family was the first to raise a question. He glared at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to stare the person through.

"Patriarch Chu, please calm down. My intention in bringing out the Spirit Suppression Array was to dampen the arrogance of these young people. They are too young and impetuous, and they want to show off in everything they do. The Spirit Suppression Array is an ancient array and it is not so easy to break. If there is any danger, we will rescue them immediately."

The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect slammed his palm on the table, shattering it into pieces instantly. The only thing left undamaged was the cup of tea in the Wen family patriarch's hand.

"If they break this formation, what will become of the people of the world?"

The head of the Wen family handed the teacup to a servant, who bowed respectfully and held the teacup for him. The head of the Wen family rested his chin on his hand, as if he had only just thought of this possibility.

"It was Wen who didn't think things through. I don't think those little devils are capable of doing this. Let them mess around for a while, and once they've had their fill, they'll give up."

The sect leader of Linghai Sect stepped forward obsequiously: "Patriarch Wen, you know that this Spirit Suppression Formation is an ancient and deadly formation. When living people go in, they come out without even a skeleton. Letting them go out would be sending them to their deaths in vain! I only have one precious disciple, and this position is meant for him in the future. If something happens to him, I will have no face to face the ancestors of Linghai Sect."

The sect leader of Xianyun Peak chimed in, "That's right, Patriarch Wen. I heard from Xianyun Peak that quite a few things have happened during the competition. Continuing like this won't do our disciples much good either. Why don't we rescue them first and then discuss the competition?"

The head of the Wen family picked up his teacup, took another sip, and then slowly said, "Sect leaders, I understand your feelings. This time, I, Wen, have failed in my duties. I apologize to you all. But I am truly powerless to save people. You should know that formations are not something the Wen family is good at."

“In that case,” Xie Jing interrupted him, “we will go and rescue them first. My disciple is weak and cannot withstand any shock. I must hurry to find her. Patriarch Wen, farewell.”

Xie Jing was too lazy to continue playing games with that person. In any case, as the master, he was eager to save his disciple, and the Wen family couldn't find any fault with him.

"Wait—"

Four members of the Wen family blocked his way.

Xie Jing laughed angrily, "What does Patriarch Wen mean by this?"

The Wen family patriarch slowly stood up and walked to Xie Jing's side: "Immortal Xie, it's not that I want to stop you, but this Spirit Suppression Array is so important. If you go in, you might damage the array. I just want to take precautions."

"Does Patriarch Wen now realize the danger?"

"Of course." The Wen family patriarch smiled, but he could not hide the malice in his eyes.

He was determined to kill them.

"What if I insist on going?"

Xie Jing pointed to the four servants blocking his way: "They can't stop me."

The Wen family patriarch smiled and gestured for them to proceed: "So, Immortal Venerable Xie, are you going to make enemies of the entire world?"