193: Chapter 193 Eight Gates Dragon Trapping Formation

As soon as Huang Zhenyuan walked through, he discovered that this was a very vast blessed land of the Immortal Cave.

"I didn't expect this grotto-heaven to be quite large," he sighed.

Not long after, he arrived at a plaza.

Here, there were quite a few Qi Refining Cultivators, numbering around several thousand, and looking out from here, there were as many as a dozen peaks surrounding this place.

Except for a few of the peaks, he did not sense any Aura above the Purple Mansion in the rest of the places.

On the ground, many Qi Refining Cultivators suddenly noticed Huang Zhenyuan in mid-air, feeling somewhat strange in their hearts.

The next instant, all the Qi Refining Cultivators in the entire plaza instantly shattered, without even a chance to react.

Inside her Immortal Cave, Chen Lingtong also sensed this terrifying Aura, and her heart was filled with shock.

She hurriedly walked out and looked into the distance. An elderly man dressed in yellow robes stood proudly in mid-air, and his dignified Aura, majestic without anger, suppressed everyone to the point where they could not even muster the thought of resisting.

"This is? A Purple Mansion Master?" she said uncertainly.

The last time she encountered such an Aura was when she met Master Qianyu, and yet, unexpectedly, only a little over a decade had passed before she encountered it a second time.

Moreover, judging by the looks of it, this person had ill intentions.

That is to say..., her eyes lit up.

Purple Dragon Peak.

Master Zijiao finally arrived at this place, looking at the grand hall with a cold gaze.

Since you dared to come in, don't even think about leaving.

After saying that, he formed hand seals with both hands, and instantly, streams of light rose from the entire Purple Dragon Hall.

Under the traction of Purple Dragon Peak, streams of light also rose from the grand halls of the other peaks, converging in the sky in the blink of an eye.

"This is? A Tier 4 Formation, the Eight-Gate Dragon-Trapping Formation." Huang Zhenyuan felt shocked in his heart.

However, upon second thought, it was not surprising. How could an Anti-Immortal Alliance with several Pseudo-Core Realm Experts not have a Tier 4 Formation?

Only, relying on a Tier 4 Formation to suppress and kill him was probably not enough.

Huang Zhenyuan suddenly looked in a certain direction, which was precisely Purple Dragon Peak.

Several Pseudo-Core Realm Experts appeared from Purple Dragon Peak. If an observant person were to notice, these people were not any of the Pseudo-Core Realm Experts who had appeared before.

Besides that, several Purple Mansion Masters also appeared from each of the peaks that Huang Zhenyuan had previously sensed as having Auras above the Purple Mansion.

Three False Cores and more than ten Purple Mansion Masters—such combat power was something that none of the current Golden Core factions dared to underestimate.

"It seems we still underestimated you all. An Anti-Immortal Alliance actually has a full seven False Cores," Huang Zhenyuan spoke up.

"Old Ghost Huang, there is a path to heaven which you refuse to take, yet you barge into Hell where there is no door. Today is your day of death," Master Zijiao sneered.

"Enough nonsense. This old man would like to see what methods you have." After saying that, Huang Zhenyuan waved his hand casually, and a huge yellow tripod floated before his eyes.

Immediately following that, Huang Zhenyuan formed several Spells and struck them towards the huge yellow tripod. The tripod tilted, and a sky-full of yellow sand poured out towards the surroundings.

Each grain of yellow sand weighed ten thousand catties, and this overwhelming yellow sand made anyone's scalp tingle at the sight of it.

Boom, boom, boom!

Huang Zhenyuan manipulated this yellow sand to form a huge hammer, continuously bombarding the Tier 4 Formation before him.

Every strike smashed a huge hole into the Tier 4 Formation, only for it to be repaired in the blink of an eye.

"I'm afraid there is a Tier 4 Spiritual Vein underground." Huang Zhenyuan furrowed his brows slightly. He originally thought this trip would be very simple, but judging by this appearance, it must not be so easy to deal with.

On the other side, Master Zijiao and the others actually did not look too good either. This Tier 4 Formation was supported by a Tier 4 Spiritual Vein, and was also jointly maintained by a group of Qi Refining Cultivators and Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Yet even so, the Golden Core Master before them almost broke the Formation.

"Master, we have to make a move. If we don't make a move, once the other Golden Core Masters arrive, we will be in trouble," reminded the young Cultivator standing beside Master Zijiao.

Do not look at his youthful appearance; in reality, he was an old monster who had lived who knows how many years. After all, a Pseudo-Core Realm Expert was also an existence that could live for five hundred years.

"Mn, make a move and resolve the opponent early." Master Zijiao nodded.

The other Pseudo-Core Realm Expert naturally did not object. If they could not slay Old Ghost Huang here, what they would face next were other Golden Core Masters.

Since the three of them had decided to act, they naturally made their moves immediately.

Three Pseudo-Core Realm Experts cooperating with a Tier 4 Formation might not be unable to contend against a Golden Core Master, not to mention that there was a group of Purple Palace Cultivators here.

"Hmph, do you think this old man will be afraid just because three of you are making a move?" Huang Zhenyuan manipulated the yellow sand to strike towards the three of them.

The three of them hurriedly dodged while deploying embryonic forms of Magic Treasures to confront him.

The four of them immediately engaged in a fierce battle. Among them, only Master Zijiao could barely contend a little, while the other two could only rely on the Formation to maneuver, not daring to take hits directly.

"If they quickly took down Old Ghost Huang, death was bound to await them," the young man thought in his heart.

Boom, boom, boom!

Terrifying Spells erupted one after another, the power of each strike capable of instantly obliterating a large number of Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Within the Anti-Immortal Alliance, many low-tier Cultivators were terrified. Even though these Spells were not aimed at them, they were still frightened by these Auras.

Chen Lingtong looked at everything before her, feeling some terror in her heart, yet also a trace of yearning. However, she currently did not have time to waste.

She hurriedly rushed towards the dungeon. Outside the dungeon, there were several Qi Refining Cultivators guarding it. Even with such terrifying battles erupting in the sky, they did not dare to leave without authorization.

Chen Lingtong casually slew them and then entered the dungeon.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was in the sky, and for a moment, no one noticed the abnormality here.

Upon entering the dungeon, Chen Lingtong spread out her Divine Sense. However, affected by a certain Formation, she could not spread her Divine Sense too far—only a radius of one li was under her detection.

While searching for Chen Lingyi, she slaughtered the Anti-Immortal Alliance Cultivators along the way.

As she killed more and more Qi Refining Cultivators, she finally attracted the attention of a few Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

"Who is this female?" a middle-aged male Cultivator asked in puzzlement.

"She seems to be Junior Martial Uncle Qianyu's maidservant," the female Cultivator beside him seemed to remember something and explained.

"Junior Martial Uncle Qianyu's maidservant? Then spare her life!" The middle-aged male Cultivator frowned.

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator female nodded and immediately made her move, striking towards Chen Lingtong with a set of flying needle Magical Artifacts.

Chen Lingtong's pupils constricted, and she hurriedly dodged.

Beside her, a white Flying Sword appeared and slashed down with a single sword stroke.

The Foundation Establishment female Cultivator raised her hand again, and the six flying needles spun a circle before continuing to attack Chen Lingtong.

Chen Lingtong deployed her white Flying Sword and knocked down all the flying needles with a single sword strike.

The Foundation Establishment female Cultivator was surprised. A Talisman appeared in her hand and was deployed, shooting a huge fireball towards Chen Lingtong, followed by continuing to manipulate the flying needles to flank and ambush from behind.

Seeing this, Chen Lingtong merely circulated the Nine Suns Body Refining Art. Before her eyes, after that fireball approached Chen Lingtong, not only did it fail to cause any damage, but it was instead absorbed by Chen Lingtong.

At this moment, the white Flying Sword also cut the six flying needles in half at the waist. Without giving the Foundation Establishment female Cultivator any chance to react, she swiftly manipulated the white Flying Sword to slay the Foundation Establishment female Cultivator.