Chapter 123: The Killing Formation “Heavenly Withering,” Chen Changsheng Frightened to d*ath
Three hours later, Chen Changsheng finally completed the terrain survey centered on the mineral vein, covering an area of three hundred miles.
“Tsk tsk!”
“With a dragon coiling and a tiger crouching, concealing the wind and gathering water, it is indeed a prime location for a dragon vein.”
“In such a place, the best formations can be laid out.”
Saying this, Chen Changsheng took out a Beast Skin Book from his pocket.
This book was acquired by Chen Changsheng from the Ancient Forbidden Ground.
The Heavenly Earth Absolute d*ath Formation is one of the three great formations within it, while the formation Chen Changsheng is about to arrange is a different killing formation outside of the Heavenly Earth Absolute d*ath Formation.
This formation is called Heavenly Withering, and unlike the Heavenly Earth Absolute d*ath Formation, it places great emphasis on the terrain for arranging the formation.
The stronger the terrain and the dragon vein, the more powerful the Heavenly Withering formation becomes.
The Heavenly Withering formation will transform the dragon vein protecting an area into a “Wraith Dragon,” using the backlash power of the dragon vein to k*ll enemies.
After killing, the entire dragon vein will be exhausted, and the surrounding area for a thousand miles will turn into a wasteland.
Once he familiarized himself again with the Heavenly Withering formation, Chen Changsheng began arranging it in the surroundings.
As for the cultivators guarding the mineral vein, they naturally fell under Chen Changsheng’s influence.
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Three days quickly passed.
At this time, Chen Changsheng’s face was haggard, his eyes bloodshot.
Arranging such a vast and complex formation was an immense drain on both the mental and spiritual sense of the arrayer.
Fortunately, Chen Changsheng had achieved a “small breakthrough” in his cultivation recently; otherwise, the time required for arranging the formation would have increased at least tenfold.
Looking at his perfect creation, Chen Changsheng nodded in satisfaction.
“This level of speed should be enough. That birdman is flying so fast that ordinary formations can’t hold him.”
“However, no matter how fast a bird flies, it cannot escape the hunter’s net.”
Having said this, Chen Changsheng prepared to leave and head to the Kunlun Sacred Ground.
Before leaving, he subconsciously glanced once more at the distant mineral vein, but upon doing so, he frowned.
“Why does it seem a bit off?”
“It shouldn’t be like this!”
“This kind of place shouldn’t show such a situation!”
Saying this, Chen Changsheng dispelled the thought of leaving and took out many books to compare.
These books were all about geomancy from mortals.
Mortals, like cultivators, focus on finding dragon veins and laying down graves, and from a technical standpoint, the cultivators’ skill in searching for dragon veins should be an upgraded version of that of mortals.
After all, among cultivators, those skilled in seeking dragon veins are well-known masters of formations.
A brilliant formation master can often manipulate the forces of mountains and rivers for their own use.
Although there are subtle differences between them, the dragon veins chosen by formation masters are indisputably perfect according to the geomancers.
However, when Chen Changsheng observed this territory with a geomancer’s perspective, he found out that it actually is a great cursed land.
“It shouldn’t be!”
“Why would there be such a situation?”
Going through all the geomancy books, all of Chen Changsheng’s knowledge told him that this was a great cursed land.
However, from the perspective of a formation master, this was also a prime location for a dragon vein.
Faced with this contradictory situation, Chen Changsheng was utterly baffled, contemplating continuously from afternoon until nightfall.
“Whoosh~”
A chilling night breeze woke Chen Changsheng from his thoughts.
“Uuu~”
At the same time, a faint sound resembling a woman’s cry came from the mountains and forests.
With Chen Changsheng’s cultivation, with just a casual sweep, he discovered the source of the sound.
This voice turned out to be a call from an ordinary bird.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng suddenly stood up.
He remembered a line from the geomancy book: “The century-old old owl cries out, laughter rising from the azure fire nest.”
An “owl” is just an ordinary bird, but in the eyes of mortal geomancers, it is regarded as an omen of misfortune.
As for “Wood Spirits,” they are minor entities influenced by yin energy, gaining slight abilities.
To be precise, they aren’t even considered spirits.
However, such Wood Spirits still hold significant influence over mortals, which is why they often evoke trepidation.
Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng casually scratched the bark of a large tree.
Looking at the fresh red liquid oozing from the wound, Chen Changsheng’s lips twitched, as he had already deduced the anomaly of this place.
Mortals have a short lifespan and weak strength, thus they pay more attention to minute details compared to cultivators.
Conversely, cultivators, due to their long lives and formidable power, often do not concern themselves with ordinary matters.
Including the so-called ominous bird “owl” and the “Wood Spirits,” whose combat strength is barely above negligible.
Although these beings are weak, their sensitivity to environmental changes is the highest.
Following this reasoning, the only conclusion drawn is that something is currently changing the terrain here.
However, the strength of the dragon vein is too powerful, suppressing whatever it is.
Over time, this place will transform from a dragon vein area into a great cursed land.
Thinking about everything, Chen Changsheng looked towards the distance with excitement and said: “Things that can directly affect a dragon vein are rare even in legends!”
“Moreover, such a dragon vein, one can hardly find several even in the entire Central Courtyard.”
“Now, there is suddenly an uncontrollable situation; this is quite interesting.”
Saying this, Chen Changsheng utilized Vertical Earth Golden Light and slowly sank into the ground.
While Chen Changsheng diligently concealed himself, the cultivators guarding the mineral vein ultimately failed to notice his infiltration.
…
The night quickly passed, and when the first ray of sunlight shone on the earth.
Chen Changsheng burst out from underground.
“I was scared to d*ath! Scared to d*ath!”
Pale-faced, Chen Changsheng kept patting his chest to calm his nerves.
After more than ten breaths, Chen Changsheng finally eased the fear in his heart.
Looking at the tranquil mineral vein in the distance, Chen Changsheng felt lingering dread: “The Kunlun Sacred Ground is truly bold to dare mine Divine Source atop such things.”
“With something like this plus the Heavenly Withering Great Formation, they might be playing a bit too dangerously.”
“However, that doesn’t seem to be my concern. The Kunlun Sacred Ground is powerful; this small scene shouldn’t trouble them.”
“Also, next time I must really refrain from meddling; that thing almost got out.”
“If it wasn’t for the suppression of the dragon vein, I would have almost met my end here.”
Having said this, Chen Changsheng mumbled as he left the place.
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Eastern Wastes Courtyard.
Chen Changsheng, having “closed” for four days, exited early.
Glancing at everyone, he grasped the newly arrived Fu Yao tightly.
“Friend, you must protect me during the Heavenly Heroes Conference!”
Fu Yao: ???
What kind of nonsense are you spouting now?
Everyone: “……”
How did you come up with this out of the blue!?
We can’t keep up with your train of thought.
