Xuan Gate Past Events

Lu San's Nuo Dance was ancient and desolate.

Every step seemed to land on a node in time.

Every slap to his chest seemed to beat an ancient war drum.

The paper offerings had all turned to flying ash, but the Nuo Dance still had to continue to the very end.

The reason was simple. This was no ordinary dance, but a primordial ritual for communicating with the netherworld and channeling away the malevolent energy in the earth veins, using the momentum of the dance to drive away formless delusions.

Once interrupted, Lu San would suffer a backlash.

Boom!

Finally, with Lu San's last strike against his chest, his entire body came to an abrupt halt.

His face was slightly pale, and his body swayed.

In the Nine Gates Yin Ruins, he had performed the ritual using only his Yin Soul form. It was clearly no easy feat.

Wu Ba hurried forward from behind and supported him.

As for Lin Yu, Kuai Dayou, and Kong Shangzhao, the three of them only felt the pressure at the backs of their hearts ease. The last trace of sticky sensation binding their Divine Souls had completely vanished.

"Brother Lu... What an amazing Nuo technique!"

Fatty Lin gave an awkward smile and hurried over to flatter him.

He knew he had caused no small amount of trouble this time.

Lu San ignored Fatty Lin. Once his breathing had settled, his gaze swept over the exposed true form of the Jiazi Office Hall like an eagle's.

"It's not just the paper demon possessing someone..."

He formed Mystical Gestures with his hands, his ears twitching slightly, and said in a deep voice, "This place itself is a trap—a very deeply concealed formation barrier."

Now that the concealment formation had been broken, he could also hear more