One person established a clan

Chapter 273 The Art of Dreams
Inside the pitch-black mountain courtyard, dozens of Netherworld Clan cultivators sat silently, maintaining the operation of countless profound array seals.

As the city guards of Tianhuang City, they are using the power of this ancient formation to investigate the identities and backgrounds of the cultivators coming and going.

Regardless of facial features or cultivation level, this array can clearly reflect them into the minds of all people.

But at this moment—

"That spirit boat is quite extraordinary."

A cultivator was making hand seals, closing his eyes and concentrating, saying, "It is shrouded by a mysterious array that can completely block detection. It is definitely not something from an ordinary sect."

"Can we find out the origins of the people on board?"

“Difficult.” Another cultivator frowned and said, “Even with the activation of the third spiritual seal, it is still difficult to detect even a fraction of its power.”

“Excellent, just what the Alliance Leader needs.”

The hunched old man at the head of the group leaned on his bone cane and gently tapped the ground. "Incorporate the aura of this spirit boat into the array."

"As ordered."

The surrounding array seals emitted a faint light, and the intricate runes swam in the void like fish, gradually disappearing into the depths of the earth.

"Someone is using a rare array technique to lock onto and record the spiritual energy fluctuations of this spirit ship."

Shi Xuan whispered in his ear, "This kind of technique is most likely intended for use in some kind of curse technique, or in a larger array system."

Su Cheng frowned slightly: "Is there a way to break this?"

"It's alright, I've secretly altered the aura of the spirit boat, and they haven't noticed."

Shi Xuan said softly, "However, judging from this, the Heaven-Seizing Alliance must have some ulterior motives."

Su Cheng gazed intently at the majestic city gate in the distance.

"The Heavenly Army Ceremony will be held in two days. If we act rashly now, we may alert the enemy and make it difficult to find the mastermind behind it."

"so."

"Why don't we scout outside the city for a couple of days first and find out the details of the Heaven-Seizing Alliance?"

Wen Qimeng approached gracefully, a jade plate spinning in her hand, a sly smile playing on her lips.

"How about we start by taking down these city guards?"

Meeting their gazes, she lightly traced a line with her slender fingers, causing the jade plate to shimmer with spiritual light, pointing directly at a dark mountain range in the distance.

"Just now they were spying on my spirit boat, and I took the opportunity to pinpoint their location."

Wen Qimeng smiled and said, "Young master, shall we go and meet them?"

After a moment's thought, Su Cheng nodded immediately: "Let's go."

The spirit boat suddenly turned, concealing all its presence, and sped towards the distant mountains like a shadowy figure.

"what?"

Inside the pitch-black mountain courtyard, the expressions of the cultivators suddenly changed.

The aura of the spirit boat that had just been locked onto vanished without a trace in an instant.

"This is."

"Fool! How sloppy of you!"

The hunched old man's face darkened slightly, and he snorted coldly, "They have already noticed something amiss and are probably coming to interrogate us."

The expressions of the several black-robed cultivators changed drastically, and they hurriedly formed hand seals to change their formation in an attempt to conceal their whereabouts.

"There's no need to hide anymore, they're already here."

The old man's sinister gaze pierced through the black mist, and he saw a spirit boat breaking through the air, its outer arrays being easily pierced as thin as paper.

"There's a master of formations on the spirit boat." He squinted his cloudy eyes: "His cultivation is at least no weaker than the Spirit Profound Realm."

"Master of the formation, what... what should we do?"

The Netherworld cultivators at the rear looked slightly uneasy. "Should we send a message to the other array halls, or report to the hall masters?"

"No need."

The hunched old man said in a low voice, "Now that the other side has arrived here, they must have set up countermeasures outside the mountain. Your voice transmission simply cannot get out."

Before anyone could speak, he suddenly changed the subject: "However, since the other party dared to make a move outside Tianhuang City, even if no message is sent, a palace master will soon come to suppress them."

As for the present situation—"

With a flick of his sleeve, several pitch-black coffins crashed to the ground.

"Let me meet them first."

The coffin lid shattered, and several pale corpses carrying weapons emerged, their eerie aura sweeping across the mountain courtyard.

"hiss!"

Upon the appearance of the demonic corpse, all the Netherworld cultivators present paled and retreated.

Such evil things are deadly to touch. Even a cultivator of the Spirit Profound Realm who comes into contact with them will suffer excruciating pain.

"As expected of one of the thirty-six array masters, he actually possesses such... Hmm!?"

In an instant, a suffocating pressure suddenly descended!

The entire mountain shook violently, as if the mountain courtyard was being pressed down by an invisible force, and cracks spread across the ground like a spider web.

All the cultivators bent their knees, their faces filled with horror.

The hunchbacked old man's expression also changed drastically.

"What power this is!!"

Cold sweat broke out on his back as he stared in disbelief at the spirit boat hovering in the sky.

Now, all the races of the Upper Realm have arrived aboard jade boats. Just who is the master of this spirit boat?
"I didn't expect there to be so many people here."

A deep voice came from the spirit boat, and four figures appeared, which startled the hunchbacked old man.

"How...how can they be so young?" Even though cultivators at the Spirit Profound Realm can maintain their youthful appearance, these four are clearly young people!

Su Cheng held the young lady's soft hand and looked down at the people in the mountain courtyard.

"What is your status among the You Clan?"

"I am one of the thirty-six guardians of the city."

The hunched old man's face was solemn as he said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, please forgive us. We are only acting under orders to ensure the smooth progress of the Heavenly Ceremony."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly froze, staring intently at Su Cheng's face.

Although the leader of the Heavenly Alliance had not ordered a manhunt, Su Cheng's name had already spread throughout the You Clan, and his portrait was memorized by all the array masters.

With just one glance, he recognized the Heavenly Alliance's greatest nemesis—

"Chiffon! Demon Scale! Chaos!"

The hunchbacked old man suddenly roared, and as he formed hand seals, a surge of powerful energy burst forth, causing several demonic corpses beside him to rise into the sky in response.

Seeing the opponent suddenly launch an attack, Su Cheng frowned slightly, and a wisp of silver light condensed in his palm.

Just as he was about to make a move, a beautiful figure suddenly leaped out from beside him, turning around and throwing him a charming wink.

"Young master, let me try."

The girl spun around and lightly stepped forward, countless mysterious patterns spreading from the void.

The demonic corpses were frozen in mid-air as if they had been frozen, and upon closer inspection, their entire bodies were covered with dense runes.

She moved with light, graceful steps, a half-smile playing on her lips as she flicked her sleeve, the alluring talisman blooming like a flower on her neck.

"The Seven Divine Odes of the Secret Canon, Part Three"

Upon seeing Wen Qimeng point at him from afar, the hunchbacked old man's pupils constricted sharply, and a sense of horror instantly swept over his entire body.

His mind raced, and the remaining demonic corpses in his storage ring appeared, their dark, mysterious light emanating from a thousand wailing souls.

Click!

In an instant, the hunchbacked old man was as if he had been crushed by a tremendous force, his body almost shattered, and blood gushed out.

He roared with bloodshot eyes, and slammed his palm upwards.

"Be buried with me!"

Om-!
A thousand black lights surged upwards like a torrent, their shrill cries echoing across the sky.

However, this sinister and mysterious technique stopped in the blink of an eye, turning into a soft stream that flowed into the young woman's palm, its malevolent power dissipating completely.

The smile on Wen Qimeng's face vanished, and the runes around her swayed like tassels, transforming into a flowing, shimmering robe of feathers and clouds, making her appear like an ethereal and untouched goddess.

"The Seven Divine Odes of the Secret Canon, Part Four"

She pressed her finger down again with a detached look in her eyes.

Before the hunchbacked old man's incredulous gaze, several demonic corpses were smashed to pieces, and excruciating pain exploded in his brow at the same time.

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The spiritual energy suddenly exploded, the headless corpse swayed twice, and collapsed to the ground.

One of the array masters had died silently on the spot.

Witnessing this scene firsthand, the surrounding Netherworld cultivators were utterly horrified:
"What kind of evil magic is this?!"

They were terrified and immediately scattered and fled, wanting to return to the city for help.

"Don't even think about leaving."

Wen Qimeng narrowed her cold eyes slightly, and with a flick of her finger, dozens of spiritual lights instantly entered the brows of the cultivators.

"God's Gift Two."

After a series of sharp, resounding crashes, the mountain courtyard fell into a sudden silence. Only corpses remained, falling one after another, all of them utterly destroyed.

Su Cheng landed in the courtyard and gently pressed the still-operating array.

[Detected part of 'Tianhuang Thirty-Six Qiming Array', a Lingxuan Perfected Array] [Absorbable] [Controllable]

"Absorb and refine, temporarily maintain normal operation."

A faint silver light shone from his palm, transforming into countless silver threads that covered the surrounding array seals.

Purple lightning and black mist silently spread beneath their feet, instantly enveloping the entire mountain and swallowing up all the corpses.

He looked back and saw a beautiful figure surrounded by mysterious patterns in mid-air, and couldn't help but marvel at it.

The changes in this girl after her seclusion are truly astonishing.

A cultivator at the initial stage of the Spirit Profound Realm couldn't even last three moves against her. Moreover, the methods she used were extremely mysterious.

"Miss Wen, just now..."

"How is it?" Wen Qimeng floated over slowly, the eerie patterns around her body gradually fading, and her cold, jade-like face regained its cunning smile.

She placed one hand on her hip, lightly touched her thin lips with her fingertip, and playfully winked her right eye:
"Were you surprised by my abilities?"

Before she could finish speaking, the girl swayed and muttered in a daze, "Oh no."

Seeing her fall from the sky, Su Cheng's lips twitched slightly, and he quickly stepped forward to catch her steadily.

"Miss Wen, do you really think this trick will work?"

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Wen Qimeng huddled helplessly in his arms, and after regaining her senses, she coughed lightly twice, looking slightly embarrassed.

She then feigned composure and lifted Su Cheng's chin: "Young master is still so easy to fool, you really came and hugged me obediently."

Before the teasing could finish, the girl suddenly blushed and trembled slightly, whispering angrily:
"You naughty young master, your hand is touching my butt."

(End of this chapter)