Breaking the Array: Eight Trigrams Spirit-Gathering Array

Hearing that Daoist Qingshan was about to perform a ritual, none of us dared slack off and quickly backed away.

We finally stopped more than ten meters away from Daoist Qingshan.

Seeing us retreat, Daoist Qingshan swiftly formed hand seals with his left hand and began muttering an incantation.

We had no idea what Daoist Qingshan was chanting, so we simply watched quietly.

It was truly no easy thing to witness a senior of a sect perform a ritual like this.

After Daoist Qingshan chanted for roughly two minutes, his hand seals changed, and he recited in a clearer voice:

"Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun.

The Eight Trigrams emerge and vanish amid the mist; yin and yang intertwine to weave a wondrous pattern.

The upper four gates, open!"

As the command rang out, Daoist Qingshan swept his whisk with his right hand.

We only felt a buzz as a blast of forceful wind rippled outward.

With Daoist Qingshan at the center, faint points of light appeared in the northwest, southwest, due east, and southeast—the directions represented by Qian, Kun, Zhen, and Xun.

Looking closely, four characters appeared one after another on the circular talisman array.

Heaven, Earth, Thunder, Wind. They glimmered with a faint, eerie light.

The four characters represented four directions, four trigrams, and four attributes.

As those four directions lit up, gusts of chilling wind suddenly swept through the once-still valley.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The wind howled without end. Sand and stones flew everywhere, and spirit paper danced through the air.

It was remarkably similar to the scene when we had first arrived here.

Daoist Qingshan was truly formidable.

With just a glance, he had activated the array Leng Bingshan had left behind here.

But it was not over yet. As the runes in the four directions lit up,