Chapter 1973: Trap

One practiced Buddhist divine abilities, the other practiced Daoist cultivation techniques, so naturally, they couldn't agree on such issues.

Han Li leaned toward the old man's point of view on these issues. Since he had embarked on the path of cultivation, he naturally wouldn't consider any afterlife, only wanting to achieve the Great Dao as soon as possible.

For the following time, Han Li slowly closed his eyes and entered meditation by the edge of the giant pit.

And the debate between the monk and the old man naturally had no results, and they also closed their eyes and stopped talking.

Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, three days and three nights had passed, but the yellow mist in the giant pit still had no changes.

On this day, Han Li's eyelids moved, and he opened his eyes.

After his spiritual sense swept over the bottom of the giant pit, he couldn't help but frown slightly and opened his mouth:

"How long have you two Fellow Daoists been here? The tribulation day of the Yellow Millet Stone Spirit shouldn't be calculated wrong, right?"

"Fellow Daoist Han, rest assured. The fellow daoist responsible for this matter is a great power of our Saint Island who specializes in divination divine abilities, and the probability of error is extremely small. The Master Tianchan and I haven't been here for too long, just over ten days earlier than Fellow Daoist Han. According to the specific results of the divination, the stone spirit should be undergoing tribulation within this month. So it won't be too long. Maybe there will be movement in these few days." Black Rain Ascendant said calmly.

"It seems I was the one who was impatient! Yi, this is..." Han Li had just wanted to reply, but suddenly his expression changed, and he shouted out in surprise.

The other two heard Han Li say this, and their gazes immediately swept toward the giant pit below, a solemn expression appearing on their faces.

The yellow mist at the bottom of the giant pit was now rolling violently, and a chill far more intense than before radiated from within, causing the lower half of the pit wall to silently condense a layer of milky yellow crystalline frost.

It looked incredibly strange!

"Boom" sound!

A thunderclap rang out in the high sky again!

Han Li's heart moved, and he looked up toward the high sky.

He saw that in the high sky tens of thousands of zhang away, a strong wind blew, and clusters of pitch-black clouds gathered rapidly. Rolling, they transformed into different shapes, and at the same time, rumbling sounds came from within, as if countless lightning bolts were brewing.

"Could this be..." Han Li muttered, stopping mid-sentence.

"Haha, that's right, the stone spirit's heavenly tribulation has arrived. It will emerge from the Yellow Springs Earth Fire before long. Master Tianchan, let's start setting up!" Black Rain Ascendant saw this, but laughed loudly. Then his figure moved, transforming into a ball of black light and soaring into the sky.

On the other side, the monk showed joy, flicked his sleeves, and also flew into the sky.

Following this, one chanted incantations, flicking his ten fingers toward the surroundings, while the other danced his sleeves, shooting out array flags and array disks one after another, densely covering the sky above the entire giant pit, then flickering and vanishing.

In the blink of an eye, a strict restriction array was set up by the two joining forces, with restriction power covering every inch of the mountain top.

At this moment, Black Rain Ascendant's magic technique stopped, and suddenly his figure spun in the air.

Sounds of breaking air rose!

Countless black dots shot out from his body, and after a flash, they burst apart on their own, transforming into countless black threads that vanished.

On the other side, Master Tianchan let out a low drink, flipped his palm, and revealed a fire-red alms bowl.

The alms bowl just flipped, and immediately a phoenix cry came from within. Then, three balls of crimson fireballs shot out from within!

Each was only the size of a human head, but under the monk's finger point, they grew wildly in the wind, transforming into three crimson flame giant birds a dozen zhang tall in the blink of an eye, emitting clear cries again.

"Fire Phoenix!"

Han Li saw the appearance of these three giant birds and couldn't help but gasp, shouting out in horror.

"Hehe, let Fellow Daoist Han laugh. These are just three violent flame birds with a trace of Fire Phoenix bloodline, how can they compare to a real Fire Phoenix. That stone spirit has lived in the Yellow Springs Earth Fire for so long, it should be an extreme Yin body. The spray of these three violent flame birds is quite mysterious, and it should be quite effective for restraining this spiritual object." Master Tianchan smiled slightly and said.

"So that's how it is. If the aura weren't a bit weak, these violent flame birds would be too similar to the legendary Fire Phoenix." After hearing the monk's explanation, Han Li still marveled.

At this moment, Black Rain Ascendant, after spraying an unknown number of black light dots from his body, suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed out a black-purple small gourd.

This gourd was only a few inches tall, with points of mysterious silver light flashing on its surface. After its mouth opened, it actually sprayed out a crystal scorpion that was entirely emerald blue, only a foot long, but with a pair of semi-transparent wings on its back, appearing incredibly exquisite.

Below, the monk and the old man spent a good amount of time casting spells on the four spirit beasts, concealing their figures and auras.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky had already blotted out the sky and sun, dyeing the entire sky into a pitch-black pot bottom. If it weren't for the occasional silver snakes flashing within, one might believe it was the middle of the night.

"Fellow Daoist Han, let's retreat outside the mountain top for now! Master Tianchan and I need to use treasures to clear the auras we left here earlier." Black Rain Ascendant lowered his head and said somewhat apologetically to Han Li, who was still sitting cross-legged by the edge of the giant pit.

"This is naturally what should be done! These heaven and earth spiritual objects all have astonishing senses. If we don't make some arrangements in advance, our existence definitely couldn't be hidden from its senses." Han Li stood up without minding at all, his figure flickered, and he transformed into a wisp of green smoke, vanishing in place.

The next moment, fluctuations appeared in the void somewhere outside the mountain top, and Han Li's figure appeared again, then crossed his arms and floated in the air, motionless.

The monk and the old man saw this, and didn't stand on ceremony. One flipped one hand, and white light flashed in his palm, revealing a crystalline bead, transparent and incredibly cold.

Black Rain Ascendant flicked his sleeves, and a cluster of green light shot out. After circling, the spiritual light revealed a

At the same time, the Black Rain Ascendant also pinched a spell with one hand to urge the treasure before him.

As the cyan feather fan trembled slightly, it also fanned out a few times in a seemingly light and airy manner.

With a "whoosh," a gust of cyan, hazy gale surged from the fan. As it dispersed, it actually transformed into streams of towering hurricanes, instantly intertwining with the freezing power.

A blizzard swept across the entire mountaintop, submerging everything in the icy snow.

In almost an instant, the entire mountaintop turned into a vast expanse of white.

Just then, the Heavenly Cicada Monk and the Black Rain Ascendant exchanged a glance. After someone said the word "go," they moved their bodies and, just like Han Li, broke free from the wind and snow, appearing in the void outside the mountaintop.

The faint traces of aura left behind where the two had previously stayed were instantly swept away by the sky-filling wind and snow.

"Ascendant, use that item! Looking at the celestial phenomena, the appearance of the Yellow Millet Stone Spirit will be within an hour or so," the monk said, looking up at the sky and narrowing his eyes.

"Naturally. The Holy Island had me bring this treasure out for this very moment!" The Black Rain Ascendant chuckled. Rubbing his hands together, a ball of silver light suddenly erupted, and a thick, silver silk net appeared silently.

"Go!"

The ugly old man let out a loud shout and urged the silver net between his hands.

The silver rosy light rolled up and, in a flash, transformed into a large expanse of silver mist, instantly shrouding the entire mountaintop below.

Following this, the old man pinched a spell with one hand, and the mist became incredibly faint, finally blurring and disappearing completely.

"Hehe, with this Silver Firmament Thunder Net, it is impossible for that Stone Spirit to escape through the air. The best part is that the heavenly tribulation in the sky has no effect on this net. Even if the Yellow Millet Stone Spirit has astonishing senses, it won't be able to discover the existence of this net," the monk said, clapping his hands and laughing lightly.

"Indeed. This thunder net is also a Spirit Treasure with a high ranking on the Chaos Myriad Spirit List. If this mission weren't so important, the Holy Island wouldn't have let me easily bring it off the island. However, even though we have sealed off the air, we cannot let the Stone Spirit take the opportunity to escape back into the earth fire. Once this spirit object becomes weak from the tribulation, we will immediately activate the formation barrier to cut off its path back. However, this formation might not truly be able to stop the Stone Spirit, so at that time, I will need Fellow Daoist Han to assist a bit more. You must not let it break the barrier and escape back underground. By the way, Brother Han, be very careful of this spirit object's illusions," the Black Rain Ascendant said to Han Li solemnly.

"The two fellow daoists can rest assured. If it's just blocking it from escaping, I, Han Mou, believe I can manage that much," Han Li said nonchalantly, confident that his spiritual sense was not inferior to a Great Ascension stage cultivator's.

"Since Fellow Daoist Han says so, I suppose there won't be any problems. The matter of capturing the spirit object can be left to me and Master Heavenly Cicada."

Seeing Han Li's confident appearance, although the Black Rain Ascendant felt slightly uneasy, he naturally couldn't say anything more.

Thus, after the three discussed a few more words, they each used techniques to conceal their figures.

In the blink of an eye, apart from the wind and snow still howling, there was no other movement on the entire mountaintop.

After another moment, the wind and snow gradually stopped and dissipated.

The entire mountaintop became crystal clear and white, emitting waves of extreme cold.

At the same time, the black clouds in the air slowly rotated, actually condensing into a massive, pitch-black vortex.

Within the vortex, countless silver arcs were faintly condensing together, gradually merging into a single, incredibly thick silver thunder arc. At the same time, the previously continuous rumbling stopped, and the high altitude became incredibly silent. However, a pressure far exceeding the previous one filled the entire void, and it was becoming increasingly astonishing.

At the same time, the yellow mist in the giant pit also slowly rotated, similarly forming a small vortex.

The center of the vortex was pitch black, and from time to time, streams of white gas visible to the naked eye emerged, as if ghosts or monsters could rush out from it at any moment.

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