Forced to copy books and learn secretly, I became the favorite of the immortal world

Chapter 146 Test of Humanity

The timing was perfect. As soon as the formation was activated, the beasts that the Demon Sound trio had brought over also arrived. A large group of monsters rushed towards the formation as if they were going to die. They had completely ignored what was ahead and just wanted to end the tormenting sound as soon as possible. This was their destination, and they were willing to die immediately.

When the formation was closed, the disciples in the formation could clearly feel their breath of relief, as if they were liberated.

then
"Ugh~~"

The collective uncivilized behavior appeared in the trap. The team setting up the formation was stunned and looked at Mo Anyi at a loss.

She stopped playing and immediately shouted to Jiang Yushan and his group:

"The second level of the formation is activated,"

Before the formation cultivators in the trapped formation could react, the formation diagram in front of them immediately changed, and their muscles had already formed memory. Without any guidance, they instinctively followed the instructions on the formation diagram, cast spells, and set up a second defense formation and a formation to isolate the breath.

The medical team tacitly provided pills to the team members who were repairing the support formation in front.
"Look"

The formation cultivators who were still protecting the formation exclaimed. They thought that such a large group of monsters attacking the formation would be difficult to control even with a formation of this level. However, the scene in the formation was difficult to describe and did not even need to be coded. The unidentified objects that spewed out of their mouths had already coded the formation.

An indescribable smell permeated the entire trap, firmly locking in the original ecological smell. One can imagine how comfortable the monsters in the formation were. This smell alone was more effective than a level 10 anesthetic, and the monsters, whose limbs were paralyzed, would not be able to regain consciousness in the short term.

Everyone finally understood why Junior Sister had urged them to trap the monsters again and again. It was definitely not to prevent the monsters from breaking through the trap, but to stop the smell in the trap from disturbing their minds. She was so wise and kind, and everyone trusted her even more.

It is unimaginable what would happen if they were hit by these smells. The densely packed monsters collapsed in the trap, their limbs twitching, were the template for the instructions.

I don't want to, I don't dare to try. Fortunately, these monsters lying on the ground have lost their ability to fight, so they don't need to stay where they are to maintain the formation, and they still have the energy to help the killing formation.

The trapped people were driven away by Mo Anyi's magic sound, and the effect was excellent.

The killing array of Ziwei Sect was not easy to deal with. Although the demonized monsters were also driven to the west by the suona sound, the monsters, after losing their minds, instinctively had the desire to devour. The force of those hitting the array was too strong. The disciples who maintained the array did not have too much spiritual energy to support the attack output of the killing array. They could only do simple defense isolation.

Before the problem was solved, a call for help came from the Rift Formation Group.

"Junior Sister Mo, the black fog is getting more and more, we can't hold on any longer"

The black mist at the cracks was dissipating faster and faster. The suction force of the big golden cage was no longer enough to support such a large amount of black mist. There were already tiny cracks in the formation.

"puff"

Wukong spat out a mouthful of blood in the formation. A large amount of spiritual energy was output, and his Dantian reached its limit. If it continued to flow, it would be shattered. Then, the spiritual energy of several other monks in the formation was also exhausted. Their faces were pale.

Blood also flowed from the corner of Xuan Ruo's mouth at the center of the formation, and the Buddhist beads in his palms spun wildly.

"Junior Sister Mo, the formation is about to collapse," "Senior brothers from the Chixiao Sect and Ziwei Sect, I need you to hold up this formation and let the senior monks come out to regulate their breathing first. The formation cannot be broken."

The senior brothers from the two sects seemed to have gotten used to Mo Anyi's arrangements, and they naturally jumped into the formation circle, replacing the exhausted monks.

With the previous experience, and the fact that they were all good at formations, they quickly took control of the entire formation. The formation quickly became brighter, and with the re-injection of spiritual energy, it regained its original stability. However, the spiritual energy shield was still charred and cracked, casting a shadow on everyone.

The medical team quickly supported the replaced monk and stuffed handfuls of pills into their mouths, injecting spiritual energy to speed up the absorption of the pills.

"Junior sister, although the black fog has been controlled, it won't last long. The elixirs are becoming less and less. If we can't find a way to break the barrier, I'm afraid..." Everyone was worried.

"But even if we break this barrier and get out, we won't be able to seal this big black crack."

Xuan Ruo, who was brought out of the formation, finished regulating his breathing and said to Mo Anyi. His spiritual power was exhausted, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his face was a little pale.

There are only two possible outcomes to the current dilemma. One is that they find a way to break the barrier and get out. Although they may survive, the black fog will follow them out, and they will be sinners in the world of cultivation. The other is that they die here. The end is very tragic, but at least the people outside are saved.

Mo Anyi's brows furrowed even deeper as she listened. Both methods were too cruel. She didn't want to choose either one.
There must be another way. . . .

"Junior sister, the demonized monsters in the killing array are about to get out of control."

With a loud bang, a demonized monster crashed into the boundary of the formation, shaking the entire killing formation. The mountain behind was also half collapsed. The spiritual power output in the formation also began to become unstable. The rapid reinforcement of the formation group was also at the end of its strength. It was only a matter of time before the formation was broken.

Mo Anyi fumbled with the crystal in her hand. She didn't know whether to gamble on the bottom line and humanity of the brothers present. Now there was only one way forward for them. But if they lost the bet, who knew if it would be another hell.

"Senior Brother." Mo Anyi's eyes were filled with tears. At this moment, she was uncertain.

Cong Xingzhi looked at the crystal stone that Mo Anyi was holding tightly in her hand. Although he didn't understand what she meant, he knew what she was afraid of. His gentle big hand stroked her hair, and warmth flowed from the top of her head to the soles of her feet.

"Junior sister, we believe in you, and please believe in us too. This world must have more sunshine than shadows. If what you think is happening, we at Qingyun Peak will bear the responsibility with you."

"Yes, everyone in Qingyun Peak will always share the responsibility with you." The senior brothers and sisters came over and patted her on the head.

"And there is me, a non-staff member," Chi Muze said leisurely.
"Okay." Mo Anyi nodded heavily. With their support, she had the courage to move on.

She blinked hard to push back the tears in the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, and stood among the crowd.

All the sects looked at Mo Anyi. The previous arrangements made them have absolute trust in her. Seeing that she had made a decision, they all looked at her expectantly.

(End of this chapter)