Journey to the West: Starting with the True Lord of the Pure Land

The cold smile on Qinglin's face grew even stronger.

He turned to look at the imposing, silent Commander Whale beside him, his tone conveying an air of complete composure:

"Brother Whale, what do you think?"

This water-fire killing formation utilizes the natural clash of water and fire in this place, and is further enhanced by the Star Pivot Secret Technique, thus doubling its power.

No matter how powerful Xuan Ling is, once trapped in this formation, he will not be able to escape easily.

Today, we will use the lives and souls of these three men to help you achieve your goal sooner!

Upon hearing this, General Whale's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he sneered:

"Brother Qingjiao is indeed a brilliant strategist."

This Flood Dragon King is arrogant and domineering, cunning as a snake; today he deserves to die here.

"Speaking of which, the reason we were able to successfully lure him into this deadly trap is thanks to the seamless teamwork we had back in the Crystal Palace."

Qinglin smiled with a sigh:

"Brother Whale, your honest but unpleasant words were just right."

First they questioned my background, then they turned their attention to Xuan Ling, accusing him of having colluded with me long ago… Tsk tsk, truly fascinating!

Qinglin became increasingly smug as he spoke, and couldn't help but shake his head and sway his body:

"This whole performance of singing, recitation, acting, and fighting was a harmonious whole."

This not only severed our connection but also successfully sowed seeds of suspicion in the hearts of the Dragon Girl and the others, further highlighting the clear distinction between our positions.

He laughed heartily, patted General Whale's arm guard, making a dull thud:

What's even more amazing is that Xuan Ling actually agreed to it.

He thought himself all-powerful and capable of controlling everything, but little did he know that he had already walked into our trap step by step!

Isn't this self-righteous cleverness laughable?

General Whale did not respond, but simply nodded slightly with a slight smile.

A muffled echo escaped his throat, seemingly in agreement, but his gaze remained fixed on the formation.

Qinglin simply thought he was calm and reserved, not fond of talking, and didn't care.

He turned his head again, enjoying Xuan Ling's death throes in the formation, the cold smile on his lips growing ever more pronounced.

A moment later, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and his fingers quietly formed another hand seal.

Instantly, the water and fire killing formation spun even faster!

Meanwhile, within the formation, there remained silent the figure in black robes.

Xuan Ling's face was contorted, his jaw was clenched tightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged like writhing dragons, clearly indicating that he was enduring immense pain.

His lips parted with difficulty, barely managing to squeeze out two words from deep within his throat, words brimming with anger and mockery:

"idiot……!"

The voice was hoarse and dry, almost inhuman, yet it was like two ice picks piercing Qinglin's eardrums.

Upon hearing this sound, Qinglin was startled at first.

Immediately, a surge of furious rage, fueled by the humiliation of being a dying man, rushed to his head.

His eyes were bloodshot as he pointed at Xuan Ling in the formation and roared in exasperation:

"You're about to die! And you still dare to spout nonsense!"

This formation was personally arranged under the guidance of the master!

Let alone a mere Golden Core cultivator like you, even a Nascent Soul cultivator would have no chance of escaping if trapped inside!

Xuan Ling, today is your death day!

In his eyes, this was clearly Xuan Ling's dead end, his own lament as a defeated dog.

Inside the formation, Xuan Ling's aura was already as weak as a wisp of smoke, and the spiritual light around him was dim and about to be extinguished.

Under the onslaught of the two serpents of water and fire, it teetered on the brink of collapse, as if it would disintegrate completely at any moment.

"Hahaha! Xuan Ling! No matter how cunning you are, you will die here today!"

"That felt great! So satisfying—!"

Qinglin laughed so hard he was doubled over, and even a few tears welled up in the corners of his eyes; he was thoroughly enjoying himself.

However, just as his laughter was at its most hearty...

General Whale, who had been silent and solemn beside him, spoke softly.

The voice was calm and undisturbed, yet it pierced through Qinglin's laughter like a blast of ice.

"Yeah?"

Just two words.

Qinglin seemed to have been suddenly choked, and his laughter stopped abruptly!

He turned his head abruptly, looking at Commander Whale beside him in disbelief. The expression of wild joy on his face instantly froze, turning into astonishment and uncertainty.

"Brother Whale, you...?"

General Whale's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a peculiar penetrating power.

It clearly suppressed the roar of the formation, its calmness chilling:

"Attracting star power, setting up a killing formation, controlling water and fire... Qinglin, your skills are quite impressive."

Qinglin's pupils suddenly contracted as he stared intently at Commander Whale.

The other party's burly figure remained unchanged, but his rough, powerful eyes, which originally belonged to Whale Howl, were still there.

At this moment, it was as deep as an ancient well, with a cold light flowing within, carrying a kind of indifference and disdain that he was all too familiar with.

"You...you...!"

Qinglin's finger trembled as he pointed at Commander Jing, his lips quivering, but he couldn't utter a single word.

A chilling fear, like countless fine poison needles, instantly pierced his limbs and bones.

General Whale slowly raised his hand and wiped his face.

"Take a closer look, who am I?"

Is it still your whale brother?

A ripple spread out like water, and the rugged appearance faded away like melting snow, revealing a cold and calm face.

He wore dark robes and had ink-black hair, with deep, unfathomable eyes.

If it wasn't Chen Jiao, then who was it?

Qinglin trembled as she turned her head to look at the killing formation.

At this moment, within the killing formation, Xuan Ling, who was being attacked by the twin snakes of water and fire, also had his figure distorted and blurred.

Finally, it turned into specks of water and dissipated, revealing the terrified whale commander, Whale Roar, who was barely breathing!

He had clearly been subdued long ago and thrown into the formation to serve as a scapegoat.

"You deceived everyone...! When did you...?"

Qinglin's face turned deathly pale, and his voice trembled with extreme shock and anger. He finally understood!

Perhaps from the very beginning of entering the Blackwater Abyss, this General Whale was actually Xuan Ling in disguise!

I even gave him a meaningful look back then!

All his schemes had been seen through by the other party, who then turned the tables on him, leading him and Whale Howl into a deadly predicament!

It turns out that I was just a clown, putting on a great show for a long time in front of the real person behind the scenes!

Chen Jiao glanced at him indifferently, his gaze so calm it was suffocating.

Qinglin felt dizzy and overwhelmed by a tremendous sense of humiliation and the fear of impending death, like a cold tide.

All his previous triumphs and schemes have now vanished into nothingness, a laughable and pathetic illusion.

Qinglin's face turned ashen. She staggered back a step, staring at the man in black robes and with dark hair, whose expression remained indifferent.

He felt that his calm gaze was a thousand times more terrifying than the twin water and fire pythons in the formation.

Chen Jiao's words were like icicles, piercing Qing Lin's heart:

"It's time for your act to come to an end."

He raised his hand and pointed to the killing formation that had trapped the whale's roar, his tone calm and even, yet carrying an undeniable resolve:

"Since you set up this formation, you shall experience it for yourself."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Jiao flicked his sleeve.

A powerful and vast demonic force precisely struck a key node in the killing formation!

"Snap—!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out!

The entire water and fire killing formation suddenly reversed its operation.

The water and fire serpents, which were originally attacking the whale's roar, suddenly changed direction and, with overwhelming killing intent, roared as they pounced on the dumbfounded Qinglin outside the formation.

"No--!"

Qinglin let out a heart-wrenching scream, her eyes filled with despair and resentment.

He desperately tried to unleash his demonic energy to resist, but it was all in vain!

Chen Jiao stopped looking at him, turned around and stood with his hands behind his back.

His gaze drifted into the depths of the dark and chaotic Blackwater Abyss.

Behind them came Qinglin's mournful howls and the violent roar of the formation.