Chapter 190

Chapter 190: The Red Demon Attacks the Island

Dugu Yi’s figure vanished from his spot, having paid a great price to break free from the formation.

The Golden Silk Ring Knife sank into the ground, bearing the terrifying power of restraint on behalf of its master. At the same time, he used the Slave Seal to swap places with a true disciple of the Hongmo Sect, letting an ordinary practitioner at the Bosa stage assume his position.

“Ah! Damn you, Dugu Yi! Didn’t we agree…” the true disciple of the Hongmo Sect roared, but his voice cut off as the chains completed the lock-in instantly.

“Did he really escape?”

Li Hui stood dumbfounded, thinking, “This is the entire formation of Wan Nest Island locking him in, not just the array of the Purple Fortress. If he could escape under these circumstances, then it’s true: one cannot underestimate those who can lead a sect. The next time we meet, he won’t leave me a chance to speak; I’ll be ground into meat paste.”

The true disciple from the Hongmo Sect, whom Dugu Yi had acquired, was in deep trouble, obediently providing pure magical power while the Nine-Nine Scatter Yuan Gourd continued to spin, accepting it all.

“It seems I’ve stumbled onto something extraordinary.”

Li Hui gazed numbly at the Nine-Nine Scatter Yuan Gourd, deciding to sit cross-legged and calm his mind, only to realize that six hours had passed in meditation.

After six hours, the Hongmo Sect true disciple at the center of the formation lost consciousness. He lacked Dugu Yi’s finesse, and it wasn’t just a loss of magical power; being in the core area of suppression, his lifespan considerably dwindled, and his fortune plummeted into the abyss.

The Blue Snake shrank from ten zhang to three zhang in length, showing none of its former might. Its eyes lost their restlessness and flickered with a glimmer of wisdom, taking on a more human trait.

At this moment, all the practitioners of the Purple Fortress were barely hanging on.

While Hongmo Zhengfang and Qian Qiu Yue were using Purple Essence Divine Water and other important items to advance, they held out longer than other practitioners. Nevertheless, they could no longer hope for promotion and were merely fortunate to avoid being drained to husks. As for Chef Zhao and Huo Qiniang, they had long since fallen unconscious, their skin dry, faces pale, with breath barely discernible.

Li Hui sighed in relief, expelling ashes from his mouth, his eyes swirling with the sun, moon, and stars.

These celestial bodies transformed into the bustling sounds of a marketplace, then morphed into a desolate mountain gate, and finally turned into a blood pool littered with corpses, all visions rapidly fading. In the end, only a strange expression remained, as he couldn’t help but mumble, “This really is an unintentional blessing; the Four Fortune Ascending Talismans absorbed the fortune through the formation, draining the futures of countless future giants of the demonic path. Shouldn’t I receive a merit certificate for doing such a good deed?”

Just moments ago, he adjusted the Heavenly and Earthly Arrays, integrating the Four Fortune Ascending Talismans into the acupoints, holding onto the notion of slowly drawing in fortune bit by bit in the future, never expecting to remove most of the ashes in one fell swoop. But fate proved otherwise. It had taken an immense amount of time and effort to gather the fortune for a single Fortune Ascending Talisman. Now? It was not an exaggeration to say that six hours equaled six years.

And it was not just six years. Far from Wan Nest Island’s vast environment, devoid of high-level practitioners and sect luck to lean on, where could he ever gather substantial fortune?

The Nine-Nine Scatter Yuan Gourd continued to absorb elemental energy and true energy, and remarkably, it didn’t even need the assistance of the damage-dealing talisman to pull it in; it spun and devoured it greedily all on its own.

Li Hui seriously suspected that a glutton lived inside this gourd, sucking in far too much; he wondered what it was playing at. It was quite frightening, indeed.

“Guang Jin, can you talk? What’s the deal with this gourd?”

“Sir, I’m quite busy here! The gourd formed from demon vines seems modified by a high-level demon cultivator; I can’t discern the specifics.”

“Alright, you keep busy.” Li Hui dared not delay Guang Jin, prioritizing the revival of the Embroidered Ball above all else, setting everything else aside.

Just wait! The gourd showed no change; let’s see how much it can swallow!!!

But waiting again took another six hours. The gathering light diminished, leaving only the Blue Snake as the primary target for extraction, while the unfortunate true disciple of the Hongmo Sect fainted.

The Blue Snake had shrunk from three zhang to three feet, and the chains that had bound it also thinned. However, its eyes were no longer frantic; it had completely calmed down, occasionally revealing an icy glint.

Suddenly, a rumble echoed as the Blue Snake exploded, transforming into layers of blue light that cascaded along the chains.

Li Hui frowned slightly, watching as the Nine-Nine Scatter Yuan Gourd suddenly accelerated in its rotation, drawing in great bundles of blue light. Strangely, the blue light was filled with tiny snake shadows that entered the gourd together.

“Bang, bang, bang…” Sounds emanated from the gourd, shaking off large quantities of Geng Gold, revealing its true form!

“A high-level cultivator is indeed formidably skilled, capable of stirring up storms and seizing every opportunity to turn the tide,” Li Hui stood with his hands behind his back, as the Yin-Yang Nine Heads moved forward to stand guard, debating how best to handle the current situation.

“Bang, bang, bang…” The gourd trembled increasingly violently, shaking out large amounts of scale-like Geng Gold that “clattered” to the ground.

Geng Gold was a prized item, even more precious than dragon scale gold; Li Hui waved his hand to collect it.

After waiting about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, the Geng Gold that had been shaken out finally decreased, allowing the Nine-Nine Scatter Yuan Gourd to revert to its original form, looking fresh and verdant.

A loud “bang” resounded, distinctly different from the previous noise, shaking the carved design of leisurely clouds and wild cranes off the front of the gourd.

Then came another “bang,” as the force scattered the ancient numeral inscriptions engraved on the gourd’s back, leaving it smooth as if just picked from its vine.

“Is this even possible?” Li Hui, with his lower level of cultivation, did not comprehend such extraordinary means.

At this time, the gourd fell silent, no longer showing any unusual movement or sound, as if it had just experienced a vivid illusion.

He waited for a long time, yet it remained quiet.

“Hey, have I been completely ignored?” Li Hui smacked his lips, looking troubled. “As long as the Embroidered Ball is here, I can see what the Blue Snake is up to in the gourd.”

After waiting a while longer, the gourd floated down to the ground, revealing only faint blue light occasionally flashing from within, like a heartbeat.

Suddenly, the ground shook, followed by another tremor, with increasing frequency, as all the chains around swayed, as if disaster were approaching…

“Boom, boom, boom, boom…” The sounds rang out in succession, plunging the outside of the Purple Fortress into chaos.

Numerous tiny black points appeared in the sky, the kind of Demon Wall Li Hui had seen on the Three Islands of Heaven, Earth, and Man, plummeting down, crashing through countless halos to strike at various formations and restrictions, and before long, roars filled the air.

“Roar, roar, roar!”

Those practitioners unable to leave the Three Islands of Heaven, Earth, and Man had been drawn into the Demon Wall over the years, and now they were all awakening, wildly colliding with their surroundings under the influence of demonic transformation.

These practitioners had only three sticks of incense worth of life remaining, yet they dashed into formations and restrictions, unable to last even three sticks of incense amid the madness.

More and more Demon Walls fell from the sky! The Hongmo Sect had never acted this way before; today, they unleashed all the accumulated Demon Walls from the past, with no reservations. This forced the Wan Nest Island formation to activate fully, with thousands of light pillars sweeping through the skies, destroying them before they could land.

At the same time, Li Hui’s eyes lit up, as the surrounding chains began to shrink and fade away, the power of the formation weakening progressively. Could he finally leave this place?