He Yuzhu returns in Siheyuan

Chapter 714: Elder Qing 1 is in hiding

In that dark and damp prison, the prisoners only knew that this was a perfect opportunity to escape, and rushed towards the exit excitedly, not noticing Qingyi quietly coming to the side.

Qingyi's expression was solemn, knowing full well that the Sect Master's orders could not be questioned. He quickly acted, using a sophisticated technique to simply seal the Fourth Brother's magical power, and then, without hesitation, sealed his own magical power. In Qingyi's mind, the Sect Master always kept his word, and he firmly believed that the Sect Master's actions must have a deeper meaning.

At this moment, Liu Hu was concentrating on protecting the Dharma not far away when he suddenly felt a surge of unease. He could clearly sense that the cultivators imprisoned there seemed to be rushing out. What on earth was going on? He was filled with doubts, yet he had a vague premonition that something was amiss.

As soon as the cultivators stepped out of the cage, their eyes blazed with vengeance, ready to kill any demon they encountered. They were mostly facing lesser demons with relatively low cultivation levels, and shouts of killing filled the air. Soon, they arrived before the mysterious formation.

The leading cultivator frowned as he gazed at the strangely radiant formation before him, knowing full well that it was the greatest obstacle to their escape. He had intended to seek out Qingyi, hoping to gain clues to breaking the formation. However, he anxiously searched the surroundings, but he could find no trace of him. In desperation, he turned to the group around him and shouted, "Everyone, join me in attacking a single location with your magical powers. Perhaps this will lead to a chance to break the formation!"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, quickly taking their positions, gathering their own magical power and attacking the same point in the formation. For a moment, light shone, magical power surged, and the entire space trembled.

At that moment, Liu Hu hurried over. Seeing the scene before him, he thought to himself, "This is not good." These cultivators should have had their magical powers sealed, making them powerless to resist, but now they were all overflowing with magical power. This must be a trick. He was anxious and instinctively wanted to rush over to stop them, but a closer look revealed the large number of cultivators. If he rushed over, it would be like an egg against a rock. Moreover, this formation was extremely strong and could not be easily broken. If he acted impulsively, not only would it be useless, but he would also put himself in danger.

After weighing the pros and cons, Liu Hu had no choice but to turn around and hurried back. He went to the depths of the cave and said to the ancestor who was in a critical stage of retreat, "Ancestor, something terrible has happened! Now, the human cultivators have somehow recovered their magic power and broken free from the cage. We need your help!"

The ancestor was at the critical juncture of a breakthrough, his body shimmering with light and surging with spiritual energy. However, he knew that if these human cultivators escaped, his breakthrough plan would be thwarted, and finding such a perfect opportunity again would be extremely difficult. Helplessly, the ancestor could only temporarily pause his breakthrough. Slowly opening his eyes, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He looked at Liu Hu and asked, "What exactly is going on?"

Liu Hu was feeling uneasy. Although he had been here to protect the Dharma, he really didn't know what had happened. He could only look embarrassed and stammer, "Ancestor, I... I don't know either. I have been guarding here. I don't know how they recovered their magic power..." Before Liu Hu finished speaking, the ancestor had already flashed and rushed towards the direction of the formation, ready to catch people himself.

Meanwhile, the human cultivators knew full well that if they couldn't break the formation quickly, they would face the tragic fate of being turned into elixirs. The leading cultivator was terribly anxious. Suddenly, with a sudden impulse, he unsheathed a long sword radiating an ancient aura. This sword was no ordinary weapon; it was a magical weapon passed down through generations in their sect. He had always considered it his life-saving trump card, unwilling to use it unless absolutely necessary.

However, at this critical moment, if he didn't use this magical weapon, he would surely perish. He took a deep breath, unreservedly channeling all his magical power into his long sword. Then, with a loud roar, he fiercely thrust it at the formation. For a moment, a brilliant light shone, and where the sword collided with the formation, a series of piercing roars erupted.

The ancestor hurried over and saw this scene. He thought to himself that it was not good. Just as he wanted to speak to stop it, it was too late. With a "crack", a crack suddenly appeared on the formation, and the crack quickly spread out like a broken spider web.

The demon soldiers on surveillance outside were horrified upon seeing this scene and quickly reported the incident. Upon hearing the news, the leader of the Fierce Tiger Sect was distraught. Everything had been going according to plan; these human cultivators were supposed to be refined into elixirs to enhance their cultivation, but now something unexpected had occurred. He couldn't understand what had gone wrong...

The situation was dire. The mysterious crack was spreading at a terrifying pace, threatening to tear apart space at any moment. Amidst this chaos, the leader of the Fierce Tiger Sect knew he had no choice but to go. He seemed to be the only one in the entire cult world who possessed the secret means to halt the crack's continued devastation. If allowed to continue unchecked, the consequences would be disastrous, plunging not only their region but the entire world into irreparable ruin.

Just as the Tiger Sect's leader was about to take action, the young man, who had been hiding in the shadows, emerged like a ghost. His appearance seemed premeditated, as if he had been waiting for this crucial moment. His gaze blazed as he scanned the group of human cultivators standing by, their guards tense. He spoke in a firm and forceful voice, "Everyone, follow me in! We will slay all the demons and never let them wreak havoc on the world again!"

The Tiger Sect's leader, upon seeing this, felt a pang of fear. He quickly stepped forward, reaching out to stop the young man. He said sternly, "This isn't something you can participate in. It's extremely dangerous. Leave it to me. I'll go break the formation right away. You wait here." He knew the young man's courage was commendable, but he was still inexperienced. Such a matter of life and death was best handled by a seasoned leader like him.

The young man simply glanced at him indifferently, his eyes as if perceiving everything, yet remaining noncommittal. Then, without a word, he walked directly towards the formation. However, just as he was about to enter the formation, he suddenly turned back, his lips curled slightly in a meaningful smile, and said, "Remember, everything you do now will be taken care of by someone else." With that, he said no more, and resolutely walked into the formation.