What Should We Do?

To break through from a Quasi-Sage to a Primordial Daluo Golden Immortal, Primordial Violet Qi was indispensable.

Yet only seven strands of Primordial Violet Qi existed between heaven and earth, and one had vanished.

Lu Feng had never held out much hope.

Now that the system had rewarded him with a strand of Primordial Violet Qi, didn't that mean they could create Saints in the future?

The thought sent a surge of excitement through Lu Feng!

But he soon calmed down.

He hadn't forgotten that the system had also rewarded him with a law.

This Formation Law must have come from the Golden Hoop Immortal.

The Golden Hoop Immortal was highly accomplished in formations. When Lu Feng had used the privilege granted by the system, he had been the first person Lu Feng thought of.

Now that Lu Feng had received a reward for his nurturing progress, the Golden Hoop Immortal must have gained insights from the novel Lu Feng had written specifically for him.

And his comprehension must have been considerable, for the system had been generous enough to give Lu Feng the very law he had comprehended.

The Primordial World had three thousand Great Daos.

Lu Feng now held six of them in his hands.

Apart from the Wood Law, which he had comprehended himself, all the others had come from the system's rewards.

Moreover, every law Lu Feng acquired was immediately at perfect mastery.

Presumably, even the laws mastered by Saints could not match those he had comprehended.

Lu Feng even began looking forward to the day when he might hold all three thousand Great Daos in his hands. How exhilarating would that be?

For now, though, it was merely a thought.

By this point, Lu Feng had completely forgotten about the sneezes he had let out earlier.

Instead, he focused on studying the laws he possessed.

Compared with the leisure Lu Feng enjoyed,

Daoist Randeng and his companions were in a far more frantic state.

Especially after Daoist Randeng had led the Chan Sect disciples around the formation for a long time without finding an exit, everyone's agitation had grown apparent.

"Vice Leader, what should we do now?"

Taiyi Zhenren couldn't help asking.

They had simply been delayed here for too long.

The longer they lingered, the more uneasy everyone felt.

In truth, Daoist Randeng had no solution either.

The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation was not something he could break through alone.

And upon closer consideration, the people of the Interception Sect were hardly brainless.

This formation was likely the work of the Three Xiao Sisters.

But they had been so focused on fleeing that they hadn't noticed this glaringly obvious formation at all.

Now that they had entered it, they would likely have to pay a terrible price to break free!

As he pondered this, a startled cry suddenly rang out behind him!

Along with that cry came a scream of agony.

The formation, which had been utterly peaceful moments before, transformed into a killing formation in an instant.

The Chan Sect disciple closest to the formation's core had half his body sliced clean off by the wind blades within it!

At the sight, Daoist Randeng immediately shouted!

"Everyone, fall back!"

In the blink of an eye, the Chan Sect disciples had already lost one of their number.

Everyone present wore a grim expression.

And the formation around them continued to shift.

Yet that incident had also given Daoist Randeng a clue.

"This must be the Three Xiao Sisters' Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation!"

Everyone cried out in alarm at his words!

"What?"

"It's actually the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation?"

Anyone who entered the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation could expect death or injury!

After all, the formation's reputation spoke for itself. Its very name made people pale, let alone the Chan Sect disciples trapped inside it now.

Daoist Randeng's expression was grim as well.

But seeing the panic spreading through the group, he couldn't help offering reassurance.

"There's no need to panic like this."

"No one is directing the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation right now. Its power is nowhere near its peak."

Despite his words, Daoist Randeng was still apprehensive about breaking through it.

After all, this was a formation the Three Xiao Sisters had laid together.

With Guangchengzi gravely injured, Daoist Randeng alone had to take the lead. Even with the Twelve Golden Immortals assisting him, breaking the formation would still be difficult.

Unlike the dark clouds hanging over the Chan Sect disciples,

the atmosphere among Duobao and his companions was much lighter.

"With no one directing the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, I wonder how long it can trap them?"

Yunxiao gave a soft snort.

"If you think it will merely trap them, you're underestimating us three sisters far too much."

"Now that those Chan Sect disciples have entered our formation, even without anyone directing it, they'll have to shed a layer of skin to get out!"

Bixiao chimed in with a beaming smile.

"Exactly. This formation isn't easy to escape, and even if they do get out, the Chan Sect will have suffered enormous losses!"

Hearing Bixiao's words, Duobao and the others grew curious.

"What do you have planned, junior sisters?"

Qiongxiao calmly placed a piece on the game board before speaking.

"In the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, any disciple below the Twelve Golden Immortals will either die or suffer injury!"

Those few words made Duobao and the others draw sharp breaths.

It seemed the Chan Sect disciples were doomed this time!

They wondered whether the Chan Sect could withstand such losses.

At that moment, Duobao, Zhao Gongming, and everyone else felt the same stirrings of delight at their enemies' misfortune.

To seize the opportunities belonging to the Interception Sect disciples, the Chan Sect had practically come out in full force.

Among them were plenty of talented disciples.

And all those talented disciples below the Twelve Golden Immortals were now in danger.

They wondered whether Guangchengzi would be able to bear the consequences when he woke up.

Beyond their delight at the Chan Sect's misfortune, Duobao and the others also looked at Qiongxiao and her sisters with deep respect.

As the saying went, they might remain silent, but once they acted, their cry would astonish the world!

The three sisters had been nowhere to be seen on the battlefield earlier. Who would have thought they had slipped away to lay such a formation?

After all, timing, terrain, and unity were all in their favor. Such a rare chance to deal the Chan Sect a setback was naturally one they had to seize firmly!

Still, wasn't this a little too ruthless?

But it certainly felt satisfying!

Duobao chuckled twice, then composed himself.

"We've made the Chan Sect take a nasty fall this time."

"When our masters return from Zixiao Palace, I'm afraid there'll be quite an uproar."

Qiongxiao raised her head and looked steadily toward the Chan Sect disciples.

"That's why I left some of them alive."

After all, she hadn't killed every last one of them inside the formation.

Even if they came demanding answers later, the Interception Sect would still be in the right!

After all, they hadn't been the ones to provoke trouble first.

Not slaughtering everyone from the Chan Sect in the trap already counted as mercy on the Three Xiao Sisters' part.

Duobao and Zhao Gongming quickly grasped this point as well and chuckled.

"You're right, junior sister."

"We did at least leave them a few people. Even if a Saint calls us to account, we'll still be in the right, won't we?"

"But these people dared to steal our opportunities. Letting them off with just a small punishment as a warning seems far too easy on them."

Zhao Gongming immediately raised his eyebrows.

"So, senior brother, what do you think we should do?"