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"There really is a formation! Fellow Daoist He, your meticulous planning is truly admirable!"

The cultivator surnamed Lü cupped his hands in praise, and the others quickly echoed his sentiments.

Seeing Chen Qingmo's unguarded state, they were momentarily caught off guard. If it weren't for the intervention of the cultivator surnamed He, they would have truly fallen into his trap.

"It's alright. Our primary goal is to prevent Chen Qingmo from competing for the top spot. It's my duty to remind you all of this."

The cultivator surnamed He waved his hand, then looked at Chen Qingmo, who had already stood up: "Fellow Daoist Chen, since your plan has been foiled, there's no need to hide inside the formation. We won't go in."

"I believe you are aware of our thoughts. If you are willing to hand over your points and give up the competition for the championship, we can live in peace with you."

After saying that, the six people stared at Chen Qingmo, wanting to know how he would answer.

"Fellow Daoist He is so kind; if I, Chen, were to refuse, wouldn't that put you in a difficult position?" Chen Qingmo said sarcastically.

If these six people truly wished to coexist peacefully, they shouldn't be holding weapons in front of him at this moment, especially since the cultivator surnamed He had already formed a magic seal, ready to attack him at any time.

"Stop pretending to talk to me here. You won't feel at ease until I leave the secret realm. If you want to fight, then let's fight."

By the end, Chen Qingmo's tone had turned cold and extremely indifferent.

Then, with a wave of his hand, two sixth-grade formations shone brightly, and several sword shadows carrying fire dragons attacked the six people.

"There's even an illusion array covering the outside of the two attack arrays. Fellow Daoist Chen, you're truly cunning."

The cultivator surnamed He roared angrily and immediately used defensive techniques to block the attack.

The other five people then attacked together, preparing to break the two formations.

Chen Qingmo naturally couldn't just stand by and watch. Suddenly, a dark red figure appeared beside him, and the Foundation Establishment Perfection Battle Puppet materialized.

He tossed out a thousand spirit stones for the battle puppet to absorb, and in an instant, a surge of battle intent emanated from the battle puppet.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, Fellow Daoist Yu, you two should quickly defeat this puppet, and then assist us in besieging Chen Qingmo."

The cultivator surnamed He spoke to the two people beside him.

Puppets are immune to pain, making it impossible for a single person to defeat them quickly.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, no matter how many tricks you have up your sleeve, you can't fight six people at once. You might as well give up now."

"Anyway, you're still young, you'll have plenty of opportunities to obtain Core Formation spiritual treasures, why bother competing with us who are nearing the end of our lifespans?"

The cultivator surnamed He was the oldest among the six.

For this family competition, he spent most of the He family's spirit stone reserves and purchased many top-tier treasures for the Foundation Establishment stage, all in order to secure the top spot.

He was confident he could win their private duel once all six of them obtained the Core Formation artifacts.

Then you can try to break through to the Golden Core realm.

Thinking of this, the cultivator surnamed He became somewhat excited. He swung his magic weapon repeatedly, blocking all the attacks of the formation, and then attacked the formation together with the other four people.

Moments later, cracks appeared in the two sixth-grade formations set up by Chen Qingmo, and they were on the verge of collapse.

His face was gloomy, and the Five Elements Profound Light of the Five Elements Profound Cloud Sword was unleashed, but it failed to injure the people in front of him.

One or two people could easily have their defenses washed away by the Five Elements Mystic Light, but with four people working together, the defensive strength was greatly enhanced.

"Fellow Daoist He, stop with the useless nonsense. If you had my strength, would you have let go of the opportunity to obtain a Core Formation spiritual treasure?"

Chen Qingmo's face was gloomy, and injuries began to appear on his body.

This was intentional on his part, with the aim of making the other party lower their guard.

"Fellow Daoist He, Chen Qingmo is already injured. Hold him off for a moment while I use my Wu family's ultimate technique to completely incapacitate him."

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The monk surnamed Wu held a long rope in his hand and muttered incantations.

Before long, Chen Qingmo saw the long rope rapidly grow, splitting into ten and intertwining to form a giant net that covered him.

"White Flame Talisman, unleash!"

Chen Qingmo gave a low shout and summoned the Nanming Fire Tiger from within the talisman.

The White Flame Talisman is the best choice for dealing with rope-like magical artifacts.

The appearance of the Southern Ming Fire Tiger greatly exceeded the expectations of the cultivator surnamed Wu.

Although his skills were formidable, he was also afraid of fire.

The chilling white flames moved across the giant net, halting its attack, and soon burned a large portion of the net.

Upon seeing this, the cultivator surnamed Wu felt a pang of heartache and quickly retrieved his magical artifact.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, let me do it."

The cultivator surnamed He said in a low voice, and summoned a large bell.

"The Eight Thunder Palace Bell! Fellow Daoist He is so generous, actually willing to purchase this treasure."

Upon seeing this, the cultivator surnamed Lü couldn't help but sigh.

The Eight Thunder Palace Bell was once crafted by a Nascent Soul cultivator for his junior. Although it is a top-grade magic weapon, its power is several times stronger than that of ordinary top-grade magic weapons.

Later, after that Nascent Soul cultivator's junior broke through to the Golden Core stage, he gave the bell to a friend of the Golden Spring Merchant Guild to sell.

The Eight Thunder Palace Bell is extremely expensive, costing a full 60,000 spirit stones, far exceeding the price of a normal top-grade magic weapon. Ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators simply cannot afford to buy this bell with so many spirit stones.

"It's all for the sake of forming a Core Formation Spiritual Object."

The cultivator surnamed He responded calmly.

The family spent so many spirit stones to purchase the Eight Thunder Palace Bell, so they must obtain a Core Formation spirit item.

The cultivator surnamed He clapped his hands together, and the Eight Thunder Palace Bell flew into the air.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The melodious chimes resounded through the sky. Chen Qingmo, who had taken the attack head-on, felt his consciousness shake and fell into a daze.

At this moment, the cultivator surnamed Lü, holding a long spear, thrust it into Chen Qingmo's body.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, concentrate on your magic duel."

The cultivator surnamed Lü chuckled twice. Under the control of the cultivator surnamed He, the bell tolling wouldn't have much of an effect on the six of them.

Therefore, he directly attacked and injured Chen Qingmo.

However, he didn't kill him. The Yuanjian Sect had a rule that no life-or-death battles were allowed within the secret realm; otherwise, one would be severely punished and disqualified from competing for the championship.

"Fellow Daoist Lü, you should concentrate too!"

Chen Qingmo's tone was chilling as the Heart-Piercing Thorn appeared on the back of the Lü surname cultivator's chest.

With a "thud," the piercing dagger punched a small hole in the chest of the cultivator surnamed Lü.

"That's ruthless!"

The cultivator surnamed Lü said fiercely, then quickly retreated to his ally's side to heal his wounds.

Although the piercing dagger did not strike his vital points, the corrosive force it carried was still quite unpleasant.

Chen Qingmo endured the shock to his divine sense and used the Heart Piercing Strike, but he was already finding it difficult to sustain.

The influence of the Eight Thunder Palace Bell on him was too great; even his divine sense, which cultivated the Three Elements Illumination Divine Art, could not be immune to its power.

The magical artifacts crafted by Nascent Soul cultivators are truly formidable.

Chen Qingmo used all his strength to activate the Three Elements Illumination Divine Skill, barely managing to stabilize his mind.

The war puppet was on the verge of collapse, and in order to continue using it afterward, he recalled it.

"We have to escape now!"

Chen Qingmo sighed inwardly.

He thought that with his own abilities, he would at most suffer minor injuries, so he pretended to be outmatched and entered the territory of the third-tier demon beast.

But now he has been seriously injured and has no choice but to flee.