Immortality Through Array Formations

"Mr. Tu was indeed right; monitoring one's own Spirit Vision Formation, if encountered by a master of formations, will become someone else's eyes..."

Jin Yixuan's expression was solemn.

He casually searched around again and discovered that most of the Spirit Vision Formations nearby had been quietly activated.

The Ten Thousand Demons Prison had almost become someone else's territory.

Jin Yixuan was filled with anger, suddenly paused as if he remembered something, and immediately instructed the monster cultivators beside him:

"You go after them, summon a few more people, and come with me."

The monster cultivator obeyed, called upon a group of monster cultivators, and split into two groups: one group went to chase people, while the other followed Jin Yixuan to the front of the Secret Chamber of the Formation Pivot.

The Secret Chamber of the Formation Pivot had been completely sealed.

Jin Yixuan and the group of monster cultivators exerted their demonic power with all their might and forcibly broke open the secret door.

Once the dust settled, Jin Yixuan walked into the secret chamber, looked around, and his expression became even darker.

As expected, all of the Formation Pivots had been altered by someone and had become completely someone else's structure.

Jin Yixuan frowned for a moment and then sneered, "Don't think you're the only one who can alter a formation."

The Yuan Magnetic Spiritual Vision Formation was already activated, with the pivots laid out in front of him; as long as he could revert them, the "eyes" spread throughout the Ten Thousand Demons Prison would become his once more.

Once he regained control of the Yuan Magnetic Spiritual Vision Formation Hub, those mere rats would have nowhere to hide.

Jin Yixuan stroked the Array Plate, releasing his Divine Thought to prepare to intervene in the Yuan Magnetic Formation Pivot.

But at the moment his Divine Thought connected, his expression changed, and he immediately retreated with a jump.

In that instant of his retreat, the Formation Pivot exploded.

The explosion wasn't powerful enough to harm Jin Yixuan too much.

But it was enough to destroy the Array Plate and most of the central formations on it.

All the Yuan Magnetic Spiritual Vision Formations went out as well.

Jin Yixuan wasn't injured, but he was covered in dust, looking quite disheveled, and his gaze couldn't help but turn somewhat fierce.

"Impressive trick, to leave a hidden danger in the formation in such a short time..."

"A mere rat dare to toy with me like this..."

Suppressing his rage, his expression grew cold.

"Don't let me catch you."

Jin Yixuan looked again at the formations around him.

The Yuan Magnetic Spirit Vision Formation, centered around the pivot, controlled the terminal Spirit Vision Formations.

With the core destroyed, the formations became useless and couldn't be used anymore.

Even if they needed repairing, they couldn't be fixed in a short time.

This formation was already ruined.

However, as it is said, traces remain even when geese fly over, and footprints are left after snow passes.

The methods of a cultivator always leave traces, and so it is for a Formation Master.

As long as a formation isn't completely annihilated, a series of clues will always be left behind.

A Formation Master may make use of any formation, but conversely, even just the remnants of your formation could be used by others.

"Since he uses the Spirit Vision Formation as 'eyes', his whereabouts will follow the layout of the Spiritual Pivot Formations in the valley, becoming a trace to be pursued..."

And as familiar as he was with the layout of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

Jin Yixuan snorted coldly, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, "You won't escape..."

...

At the edge of the Ten Thousand Demons Prison, Mo Hua, who was directing the way, heard the "swoosh" of the Array Plate in his hand as the original magnet dissipated, and the formation lost its effect.

Mo Hua sighed.

This Yuan Magnetic Spiritual Vision Formation had still been discovered.

It seemed there was also an experienced Formation Master among the monster cultivators.

If his guess was correct, this person was most likely the leader of the monster cultivators, none other than the Big Senior Brother of the Sever Gold Sect—Jin Yixuan.

Luckily, he had left some contingencies.

That group of monster cultivators could destroy the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, but he too could destroy the Yuan Magnetic Formation.

It was just that such small tricks were ultimately only temporary solutions.

The situation after this was expected to be rather bleak.

Hidden in the shadows, observing everything, Mo Hua looked again at Ling Huxiao, Ouyang Mu, and Song Jian, who were covered in grime, blending in with the group of monster cultivators, feeling somewhat conflicted.

"Well, let's take it one step at a time."

"If it doesn't work out, we'll just have to think of another way..."

The journey ahead indeed became much more difficult.

There were significantly more patrolling guards along the way, and every monster cultivator passing by was forced to have their black robes lifted to reveal their faces.

There were even patrolling supervisors.

Some trap mechanisms and small gates along the side routes were also shut.

Occasionally, there were even leashed hyenas led by monster cultivators sniffing around for human scent.

They cautiously treaded for a while, and finally, at a stone bridge outside the Ten Thousand Demons Prison, Ling Huxiao and the other two were blocked.

At this moment, the Taixu Token in Mo Hua's hand trembled, and he looked down to see Elder Xun's transmission on it:

"I have broken into the valley, where are you?"

Mo Hua looked up. Opposite the stone bridge stood a tall, pale-faced supervisor with a fierce, wolven gaze.

It was Jin Gui of the Sever Gold Sect.

There was approximately still less than an hour's journey to the main gate from here.

However, Jin Gui, like a "vicious tiger," blocked the way.

Judging by his expression, he obviously wasn't willing to let them off easily.

Jin Gui, looking at Ling Huxiao and the other two, let out a cold smile, "I finally found you..."

At this point, being exposed, Ling Huxiao and the others no longer needed to hide.

Song Jian stepped forward and said:

"Jin Gui, you and I are both disciples of the Sever Gold Sect, why must we be so ruthless?"

Jin Gui couldn't help but sneer, "Young Master Song, even now, you are still so naive, it's quite laughable..."

"Being fellow disciples of the Sever Gold Sect, so what?"

"In this world, fathers and sons can turn against each other, siblings can fight to the death, what does mere sect affiliation count for?"

Song Jian, born into a noble family and growing up sheltered by his parents, brought up his parents again, "If you dare lay a hand on me, my parents won't let you off!"