"!" Lingyunzi jerked his head up, golden light flickering around him...
Suddenly!
With a whoosh, a wave of dark green light rippled across the ground. Countless mysterious runes wound up around Lingyunzi's feet, turning into dark green vines that bound both his legs in an instant...
"Hah!" Golden light abruptly erupted from Lingyunzi as he tried to shake off the dark green vines wrapped around his feet. Ring after ring of golden light surged outward, and he forced himself into the sky, dragging countless vines up with him...
However!
With a gurgling rumble, the dark green vines writhed and curled wildly, pursuing Lingyunzi like living tentacles...
In the blink of an eye!
A series of dull cracks forcibly checked Lingyunzi's movement in midair...
And at that very instant...
Whoosh! A piercing whistle had already reached Lingyunzi's back. With a dull bang, it punched straight through the protective barrier he had released, piercing clean through his back...
"Aah!" Lingyunzi screamed and fell straight out of the air!
Clang! Deprived of the magic power driving it, the still-spinning Golden Light Bowl dropped to the ground with a shrill metallic crash...
The dark green vines curled with a rustling rush, binding Lingyunzi's entire body...
Suddenly...
"I really didn't expect anyone to make it through the formation's restrictions!" a hoarse, elderly voice said.
"Mm! Good thing we stayed here, or they would have succeeded!" another, deeper voice said...
"Hmm? Judging by his appearance, isn't this the famous Lingyunzi from the Firecloud Sect?"
"It should be him. Who else is that ugly?"
"How did he get in? I've never heard of him being a Formation Master!"
"Exactly. Could he have stumbled in by sheer luck?"
"Wasn't he a little too easy to deal with? Could he be playing dead?"
"We'll know once we check...!"
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