Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

He crouched behind a dead tree, keeping his body as low as possible, only peeking out half his head to spy on the battle in the distance.

The shadowy figures fought more and more fiercely, battling from mid-air to the ground, and then from the ground back to mid-air.

Each clash resulted in large areas of space shattering, with black cracks spreading through the air and lingering for a long time.

Just as Lin Mo was hiding behind the tree and spying, a black light suddenly slammed towards Lin Mo's direction.

The black light was extremely fast; it was so fast that Lin Mo's divine sense had barely caught its trajectory before it was already in front of him.

It was a figure that had been blasted away, carrying with it an extremely terrifying aftershock of divine power, falling towards Lin Mo's location like a meteorite.

Seeing this, Lin Mo decisively chose to cross over and avoid it.

Even the aftershocks of that power would be unbearable.

No sooner had he left than the dark figure crashed into the ground like a meteorite, creating a crater tens of kilometers in diameter.

The edges of the pit were as clean as if cut by a knife, and the rocks at the bottom of the pit had been burned by the high temperature into black, glassy crystals that gleamed with a faint, dark light under the grayish-brown skylight.

The shockwave spread outward from the bottom of the pit, kicking up dust several meters high from the surrounding Gobi Desert. The dust formed a gray-white wall in the air, which slowly spread outward.

And in the center of that deep pit was the Black Lotus Beauty.

She looked extremely disheveled at that moment.

She lay in the deepest part of the pit, covered in blood, her black gauze robe torn in several places, revealing large patches of bluish-purple skin and several deep wounds that exposed bone.

Her long hair lay disheveled on the gravel, stained with dust and blood. Her face was as pale as paper, dark red blood foam oozing from the corner of her mouth, and her chest heaved violently.

Five beams of black light appeared before the beautiful woman.

The leader was a man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, wearing a dark green robe. He had a handsome face and a calm demeanor.

He landed in the deep pit, looked down at the beautiful woman with black lotus hair at the bottom, and sighed deeply.

"Junior sister, listen to us and come back with us."

We'll plead for you; Master will definitely not harm you.

"Yes, junior sister, your master has always doted on you the most, so don't worry."

A plump, middle-aged man standing nearby chimed in.

His face was round, with a seemingly kind smile at the corners of his mouth, but deep within his eyes lurked a subtle, almost imperceptible, chilling coldness.

"Junior sister, please don't make things difficult for us."

"If we don't bring you back, none of the five of us will survive."

A tall, thin man chimed in.

He wore a gray Taoist robe, had a thin face and high cheekbones, and held a whisk in his hand. His tone carried a helpless plea.

The beautiful woman with the black lotus propped herself up from the rubble at the bottom of the pit and looked up at the five people standing not far away.

A cold smile played on her lips, a smile that stood out starkly against her blood-stained face.

"Ha, go back?"

"Will I go back and be possessed by her?"

Her voice was soft, but exceptionally clear in the quiet depths of the pit.

The words were laced with undisguised sarcasm, as if they were referring to something that had been anticipated all along.

The five people at the edge of the pit fell silent for a moment.

The man with the sword-like eyebrows at the head of the group frowned slightly, a subtle increase in gravity in his tone:

"Junior sister, don't talk nonsense."

How could Master possess you? You are her most beloved disciple.

"Your most beloved disciple?"

The beautiful woman with the black lotus chuckled softly, her laughter echoing between the pit walls.

"That was because I was only average-looking back then. It's not necessarily the same now. Who in the world wouldn't want this body of mine?"

The five people at the edge of the pit fell silent again.

The smile on the plump middle-aged man's face froze for a moment, the tall, thin man's fingers tightened around the whisk, and the other two people who hadn't spoken exchanged glances.

The beautiful woman with the black lotus body straightened up from the rubble. Although she was covered in injuries and her cultivation was less than 70% complete, her back was ramrod straight, and her gaze swept over the faces of the five people one by one:

"Going back would just mean she'd possess me anyway. Rather than that, we might as well fight to the death, even if it means mutual destruction!"

Her voice echoed in the deep pit, carrying a cold and sharp tone.

Her right hand had grasped the last black lotus, the last petal of her natal magic weapon. Once unleashed, it would explode, affecting the souls of all living beings within a radius of hundreds of miles.

This was her last trump card, and her final means of taking everyone down with her.

The five people at the edge of the pit all changed their expressions at the same time.

Their master's order was to bring her back safely.

If their junior sister died, they weren't sure if they would survive.

They knew the Styx Ancestor's temper all too well; the consequences of failing a mission were worse than death.

The smile on the plump middle-aged man's face had completely vanished, the tall, thin man's fingers, which were holding the whisk, were trembling slightly, and the other two people who hadn't spoken yet had ashen faces.

The man with the sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes frowned, his gaze shifting back and forth between the beautiful woman with the black lotus and the black lotus in his hand.

Finally, he put his hands behind his back and took out a golden array plate from his storage ring.

The array plate was only the size of a palm, and it was made entirely of a dark golden metal with densely packed runes engraved on its surface.

The runes were extremely fine, each line precise to the millimeter, layer upon layer covering the surface of the array plate, like a galaxy compressed countless times.

Embedded in the center of the array plate is a dark red crystal about the size of a thumb. A very faint light slowly flows inside the crystal, like a drop of magma sealed in amber.

This was the powerful array that the Styx Ancestor had given him before he left home.

Once trapped by this formation, even a God Emperor would instantly be reduced to a mortal, unable to live or die!

The formation will create an independent law field within its coverage area, forcibly severing the connection between the trapped person and the laws of heaven and earth.

The trapped person's cultivation level, meridians, and divine power are still intact, but they cannot mobilize any power of the laws.

Without the support of the power of laws, even the strongest cultivator is nothing more than a body with greater strength, and can only be manipulated in the face of true laws.

Moreover, due to their extremely strong physical strength, even if they wanted to commit suicide after transforming into mortals, they would not be able to do so and would only become fish on the chopping block!

Unfortunately, this formation also has a flaw: it has an extremely long wind-up and a very powerful appearance.

The intense fluctuations in the laws that occur when it unfolds can be sensed within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Moreover, it takes at least several days from the injection of divine power to the complete deployment of the array plate.

It is extremely difficult to lay a trap silently unless someone can hold off the target for a long enough time.

The others, seeing this, instantly understood.

The plump, middle-aged man was the first to move.

He shifted his feet slightly, moving three steps to the left from his original position, and stood in the northeast corner of the pit.

The tall, thin man followed closely behind, and in a flash, he appeared at the southwest corner of the deep pit.

The other two also dispersed, one occupying the southeast corner and the other the northwest corner.

The four people stood in precise and coordinated positions, with the distance between them perfectly aligned, forming a standard square.

Then the four of them simultaneously formed hand seals, and four gray rays of light shot out from their fingertips, converging and merging in mid-air to form a huge gray light curtain.

The light curtain converged on the center of the pit from four directions simultaneously, like an invisible umbrella, enveloping the Black Lotus Beauty.

The space inside the light curtain began to distort, the light became dim and flickering, the sound became near and far, and even the sense of direction was rapidly lost.

The beautiful woman with the black lotus felt a blur before her eyes, and the scenery around her changed completely in that instant.

The Gobi Desert is gone, the deep pit is gone, and the five people standing by the pit are gone.

She found herself in an endless gray fog, with no ground beneath her feet, no sky above her, and thick gray all around her.

She tried to take a step, but the ground beneath her feet felt like cotton, soft and yielding, making it difficult to exert any force.