Chapter Thirty-Two: Entering the Mundane World with an Open Array

  Ding Yan's eyes flashed, and he hadn't expected his opponent to block the attack. His right hand flipped over, and a pale green talisman silently appeared.

  Mokusei Fu!

  At first, Ding Yan had detonated both talismans to escape, but after he became a loose immortal, he spent half a day repairing the wooden attribute talisman. As for the earth attribute talisman, it hadn't been repaired yet. Of course, the same talisman was far from comparable in power to before. After all, when Ding Yan last imprinted these talismans, he was still in the Refining Qi realm and only had yuan force within his body. Now that he had become a loose immortal, there was even a wisp of immortal yuan within him!

  The boundary is elevated, and the speed of manufacturing talismans will be faster. In his previous life, Ding Yan was at his peak, and with a single thought, he could condense hundreds of talismans.

  The right hand stretches out, and the index finger lightly touches.

  Trouble!

  Green light ripples like waves in the void, as if seeing a few illusory vines winding around Hua Jiu.

  A hint of terror flashed in Huajiu's eyes.

  Under the envelopment of green light, Hua Jiu's body became increasingly stiff, and even began to show signs of petrification. Around his body, withered yellow vines appeared, seemingly both illusory and real.

  This type of attack is unheard of.

  "No fans!"

  At this time, Hua Jiu could no longer care about the Huashenmen disciples behind him. He let out a loud roar and activated the circulation of his yuan force within his body, which also merged the remaining Xianyuan into the fan-shaped magic treasure.

  Suddenly, Pu Shuang's eyes lit up brightly.

  The Huashenmen disciples who were originally standing on top lost their magical treasure support and instantly fell into the sea.

  This lotus leaf treasure is Hua Jiu's life-bound treasure, which he began to refine after becoming a scattered immortal. Now, more than 300 years have passed, and with his full exertion, a layer of protection has formed around him, surrounded by layers of phoenix seals.

  Ding Yan's eyes flashed, this was his first time seeing a Loose Immortal realm cultivator fully deploy their magical treasure since he arrived in this world.

  Just as Ding Yan was about to make another move, Zhao Siren, who had been standing beside him all along, suddenly stretched out his hand. Yuan Li transformed into a giant hand and blocked the space between the two of them.

  "Hua Daoist has already suffered serious injuries, and must have learned his lesson. Let's spare his life, shall we? After all, it's not easy for us scattered immortals to cultivate our skills, and killing too many people would be detrimental to the Great Way..." Zhao Siren said with a benevolent smile.

  From his cuff emerged a thread of extremely dark gold silk that flickered on top of the golden edging.

  "What is that thing?" A faint yin-yang aura flashed in Ding Yan's pupils.

  Zhao Siren's move seemed casual, but it actually hid a subtle mystery. The palm that the yuan force transformed into was actually the golden thread on his sleeve. When he fought with others, Zhao Siren's hidden move often had an unexpected effect, because his opponents' eyes were usually fixed on the arrow-shaped magic treasure at his feet, unaware that this golden thread was his true magic treasure, and the arrow-shaped one was just a decoy.

  "Then what about Ding Daoyou's thin face? Moreover, the envoy of Motian Sect will arrive soon..." Zhao Siren said.

  Ding Yan's mouth corners slightly raised, without saying a word.

  Zhao Siren saw this and casually took out a dan medicine, handing it to Hua Jiu. However, the woman didn't ask what it was, but instead said...

  "Open formation, enter the ordinary!"

  As soon as her voice fell, a golden rune flew out from the woman's fingertips and was imprinted on the Dao Fang Great Array.

  Rumble!

  The sky, at some point, gathered a large cluster of dark clouds, and a sense of oppression spread over the surface of the sea.

  The talisman flew out and stuck to the large array, which immediately made a slight, bright tremble. The woman in white did not stop, taking out an immortal yuan from her storage bag, along with a second talisman, and struck again.

  "Xian Yuan?!" Ding Yan's pupils constricted.

  In the real world, Xianyuan is not inferior to the illusory Jiuzhongtian. In terms of preciousness, it is even more precious than some elixirs. Only those scattered immortal strongmen who have passed through the thunder tribulation have the qualification to extract it.

  Two runes were cast in succession.

  The white-clothed woman closed her eyes again, and when she opened them once more, a powerful aura burst forth from within her body.

  After casting seven talismans in one breath, a small entrance finally appeared on top of the large array.

  After all this, the white-clothed woman's complexion was somewhat pale, and she took out a dan medicine from her storage bag and swallowed it.

  After adjusting his breath for a moment, he stood up and said to the disciples of Motian Sect behind him: "You can go in now. Use the jade card at the entrance, and the big array will automatically absorb you."

  "Thank you, Master!" Many disciples heard this and showed excited expressions on their faces.

  The woman isn't saying anything.

  Zhao Siren then turned around and said to his disciples behind him, "Go in, whether you can keep your Dao heart or not depends on yourselves."

  Hua Jiu was even more direct, with a flick of his sleeve, he swept up the disciples in the sea and without saying a word, put them all back inside, then turned around and left.

  Ding Yan saw the situation and his eyes flickered for a moment, but in the end he didn't chase after him.

  The Daofan Grand Array is extremely difficult to open, and if they had pursued and killed Hua Jiu in the past, they might have missed this opportunity. By then, they would have to wait for another decade. The mortal world is like that, with only a few decades passing in the blink of an eye. Ding Yan couldn't guarantee that after ten years, he could still find the original owner's sister.

  "Alright, you can all go in now." Ding Yan said to the Lotus Valley disciples behind him.

  After all the disciples had entered, Zhao Siren cupped his hands in greeting to Ding Yan in mid-air and said, "Ding fellow Daoist has just become a loose immortal, it's not too much trouble to go sit in my Tianbao Pavilion..."

  The white-clothed woman of the Nam Tian Sect looked at Ding Yan with a surprised expression, then revealed a thoughtful look, and finally didn't say a word, disappearing into the sky.

  "I will definitely visit you when I have time." Ting also cupped his hands in a gesture of respect.

  Thus, Zhao waited respectfully for the arrival of his Taoist friend. After finishing speaking, Zhao Shiren drove his magic treasure and transformed into a stream of light that went far away.

  After everyone had left, Ding Yan turned around and returned to the cabin.

  Inside the cabin was a small bedroom. In the middle, Fang Yu Yao sat cross-legged, with tiny droplets of yuan force floating around her body.

  Feeling Ding Yan walk in, Fang Yu Yao opened her eyes and revealed a faint smile.

  "Big Brother Wu."

  Fang Yu Yao was different from the other disciples, as Ding Yan had kept her in the cabin from the start, because in his memory, Fang Yu Yao's hometown and he were in the same place.

  "Sister, I'll take you home..."