33: Chapter 33 The Assault of the God Transformation

Somewhere in the Qingyun Sect

"So you're saying the only way now is to try and suppress it using the array core?" Nangong Xi said, somewhat incredulously.

"Mm!"

Ning Yuan nodded. He had just explained the situation to Nangong Xi, which was why he had asked her to come with him.

"Stay with me from now on. It's safer this way!"

Nangong Xi remained silent. She hadn't expected things to change so drastically during the short time she had spent in the Treasure Pavilion.

She had appeared near the Treasure Pavilion upon entering and went inside immediately. Then she encountered Ning Yuan, so she knew nothing of these events.

If Ning Yuan hadn't told her himself, she wouldn't have believed it at all.

Furthermore, she had no objections to Ning Yuan's suggestion. Following Ning Yuan, who possessed the array core, was undoubtedly the best choice; otherwise, the consequences of being alone were unimaginable.

Then, remembering something, she said urgently, "Did you see Elder Tang? She entered with me!"

"No. In fact, I haven't seen a single Nascent Soul Cultivator!" Ning Yuan shook his head.

He had found it strange before—how could so many Nascent Soul Cultivators have vanished? Now it seemed highly likely they had been captured.

That was the only reason Ning Yuan could think of!

At the same time, Bei Liyue was likely among them; otherwise, given her personality, she would have come looking for him.

He had to activate the Formation immediately, or else Bei Liyue and Tang Qian would be in danger.

Hearing this, Nangong Xi's face turned pale as she clearly realized something as well.

She couldn't imagine the consequences if Elder Tang were to perish here.

Not only was Elder Tang from the same faction, but she was also the person Nangong Xi was closest to besides her Master. The thought of her dying made Nangong Xi's heart feel heavy with grief.

"Don't worry! I have the core now. I'll activate the Formation right away!" Seeing her state, Ning Yuan spoke to comfort her.

Nangong Xi hurriedly grabbed Ning Yuan's arm, her eyes reddening. "You must... help me save Elder Tang!"

"I will definitely help you!" Ning Yuan patted the hand she used to grip him.

"Thank you!"

"No need for thanks! We are Dao Companions, after all! Saying thanks would be too formal, wouldn't it?"

At Ning Yuan's words, Nangong Xi's pretty face flushed slightly, and her heart fluttered. They had only said that to the outsiders back then; it wasn't real.

Hearing Ning Yuan mention it again, she couldn't help but overthink. Did Ning Yuan take it seriously?

Or did he have feelings for her?

Because of Ning Yuan's single sentence, Nangong Xi's mind began to wander wildly. She had even forgotten where she'd cast aside her worry for Elder Tang Qian.

Ning Yuan actually didn't mean anything else. He just saw how worried and sad she was and thought of making a joke to distract her.

Who could have known her inner monologue was so extensive, leading her to misunderstand.

However, even if Ning Yuan knew what Nangong Xi was thinking, he probably wouldn't explain.

Wasn't this misunderstanding a good thing?

Why explain?

After all, Ning Yuan was no Saint. It would be impossible to say he didn't have even the slightest interest in Nangong Xi.

Seeing Nangong Xi seemingly lost in her own world, Ning Yuan wasted no more time. He took out the array core and prepared to activate the Formation.

Looking at the head-sized stone disk in his hand, Ning Yuan took a deep breath, recalled the hand seals in his mind, and then, without hesitation, began to cast the technique.

As seal after seal was cast, bits of starlight fell onto the stone disk. Ning Yuan could clearly feel his connection to the array core.

During the process of casting the seals, he also gained knowledge of the Formation structures within the Qingyun Sect. At the same time, he felt as if these Formations were an extension of his own limbs.

As time passed, the casting of the seals neared its end. But just then, a terrifying aura surged up from somewhere.

Upon sensing this aura, Ning Yuan's movements grew even faster, his hands becoming a blur of afterimages.

Even Nangong Xi was startled. She looked over nervously, then bit her lip and did something that surprised Ning Yuan.

She stepped in front of Ning Yuan, her entire cultivation erupting. She hoped to block the threat for a moment and buy him some time.

At this moment, those still alive within the Qingyun Sect looked up toward the source of the aura. Their hearts filled with dread, and their bodies felt as cold as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Somewhere else, Luo Yonghao's face was filled with horror. His complexion turned pale as he muttered, "Sou... Soul Transformation Stage Expert? How can there be a Soul Transformation Stage Expert here?"

As a Genius of the Divine Sword Sect, he had naturally encountered Divine Sword, so he was familiar with the aura of a Soul Transformation Cultivator.

But how could a Soul Transformation Stage Expert appear here?

Could there be a Soul Transformation Cultivator still alive in this place?

Luo Yonghao's scalp tingled. The appearance of such a powerful figure was likely a curse rather than a blessing... In a certain hall,

A black-robed man sitting on a high platform had a face that was gloomy to the extreme, with anger flickering in his eyes.

He was Mu Qingyao's father and the former Sect Master of the Qingyun Sect, Mu Tiancheng.

Just now, he had felt the array core in his hand gradually slipping from his control. In his fury, he couldn't help but let his Soul Transformation aura erupt.

By absorbing the spiritual energy from the blood and Nascent Souls of countless Cultivators and dozens of Nascent Soul Cultivators, his strength had already recovered to the Soul Transformation stage.

He was only one step away from recovering his Void Refining strength.

He hadn't expected such an accident to occur at this critical moment, preventing him from recovering his strength peacefully.

Mu Tiancheng scanned the hall below. There were now fewer than ten living Nascent Soul Cultivators remaining.

As long as he sucked the remaining Nascent Soul Cultivators dry, he could return to his peak.

But the current situation did not allow him to continue; otherwise, what awaited him would only be another suppression.

He looked coldly toward a certain spot outside the hall, as if his gaze could pierce through layers of obstacles to see Ning Yuan.

Then, with a flash of his body, he disappeared from the hall. It seemed he was going to stop Ning Yuan from continuing.

After Mu Tiancheng left the hall, the place fell into a deathly silence.

Only a few faint breaths could be heard from below the hall, proving that several Nascent Soul Cultivators were still alive.

Among them were Bei Liyue and Tang Qian.

It was their good fortune that Mu Tiancheng's departure allowed them to keep their last breath; otherwise, it wouldn't have been long before their spiritual energy was sucked dry and they died... As the final seal fell, Ning Yuan completely gained control over the Qingyun Sect's Formation.

But before he could activate the Formation, a black-robed figure appeared in the air, and a terrifying pressure bore down like a Giant Peak.

This caused Ning Yuan's next move to be interrupted. His knees suddenly felt heavy, threatening to buckle, and the bones throughout his body creaked.

Fortunately, Nangong Xi supported him in time; otherwise, he would have knelt long ago and wouldn't have been able to stand back up.

At that moment, a cold voice drifted down from the sky, making one feel as if they were standing naked in a world of ice and snow.

"Ant! Are you seeking death? Then I shall grant it to you!"