Chapter 61: Re-entering the Qimen Formation, Great Harvest (Middle)

  As the dark fire was about to reach the knees of Xiao Zhang Dao and others, Gu Xie Chen gritted his teeth. Among the three scrolls, one had a small shield emblem engraved on it in addition to a feather wing, which was a defensive ninth-level divine technique! Gu Xie Chen's heart ached as he swept past the scroll and fiercely stomped his foot, breaking the scroll into two segments.

  A brilliant white light burst forth from Gu Xiechen's hand, rapidly expanding in all directions. The dazzling light pillar gradually expanded to a thickness of several dozen meters, shooting up from the ground to the outer atmosphere. A large expanse of golden light rain poured down from within the light pillar, and a beautiful sacred song floated down from high above. As Gu Xiechen's thoughts stirred, an enormous power seemed to descend upon him out of thin air, allowing him to manipulate this massive energy at will.

  His gaze swept over the small Zhang Daoren and others who were rushing towards the white mist, Gu Xiechen's mind stirred slightly. In the white light, nearly a hundred winged angels flashed by rapidly. These angels, whose bodies shone with intense light that made it impossible to discern their faces or figures, hovered above Small Zhang Daoren and the others. Streams of divine characters flowed from their hands like water, enveloping the group in a dense white glow.

  White light formed a thick white armor that was worn on the bodies of Xiao Zhang Dao and others. Warm energy flowed through their entire body, dispelling the illusions brought by the Qimen formation. Everyone woke up at the same time. The dark fire that had burned to their knees was also dispersed by the holy light, and the damaged meridians were rapidly recovering.

  Xiao Zhang and others were fine, but their faces were slightly red, and they all mouthed slogans and Buddhist scriptures to cover up their embarrassment.

  Huahua was utterly humiliated, squatting on the ground with his hands tightly grasping his lower body, shouting hoarsely: "What kind of ghost thing is this? Quickly get this thing off me! Heaven, the Vatican's 9th-level defensive divine technique 'Holy Angel's Armor', isn't this going to kill me? I'm a zombie, I'm a zombie!"

  Thick, black air continuously spewed out from Hua's body, densely packed and stubbornly resisting the invasion of the white holy light from outside. The ninth-level divine technique, Holy Heaven's Armor, contained pure, powerful sacred energy; every speck of white light possessed enormous power. Hua's corpse aura was utterly insufficient to resist the holy light's invasion, and as he watched, the black air on his body rapidly dissipated, allowing the white light to invade his body. The Church's holy light was the bane of all undead creatures and dark powers; for a veteran ghoul like Hua, it was a thousand times more toxic than arsenic.

  Gu Xiechen, who was still holding the broken divine scroll, suddenly moved his mind and the white armor on his body transformed into a white light that shot up into the sky. The white light exploded in mid-air, filling the entire sky with starry white raindrops falling down. Everyone else felt warm and comfortable as the white light rained down on them, but every drop of white light that landed on Gu Xiechen's body seemed to corrode his skin like sulfuric acid, creating fist-sized bloody holes.

  "Aaaaah!" Glaring at Gu Xie Chen with a heart-wrenching gaze, he let out a loud wail, and two streams of blood tears flowed down from his eyes. For an undead creature, every drop of pure blood was extremely precious, and the fact that Glaring could shed over ten milliliters of blood tears proved just how much pain he was in.

  Gu Xie dust smiled and threw down the scroll in his hand, which no longer emitted white light. He sighed: "Sorry, sorry, I was also anxious that you were confused by the formation, so I didn't expect to bump into Huahua and Sheng Guang!"

  He clenched his teeth and endured the grief in his heart, he struggled to put on his clothes, shivering and muttering to himself: "One day, I will kill my way into the Vatican, slaughter everyone inside, suck their blood dry, smash all their ritual objects... Ah, it's killing me, how can this thing be so vicious?"

  He gazed at Gu Xuan with a resentful and mournful expression, two lines of blood tears still hanging on his face, looking as pitiful as possible.

  Gu Xie was stared at by Hua You's resentful eyes, making his heart skip a beat. He forced a smile and hastily said: "Hua You, this time I wronged you. How about this? If we find treasure in these ruins, I'll give you half of my share as compensation?"

  Sai Yin, who was standing beside Gu Xiechen, was shocked and hastily pulled on Gu Xiechen's sleeve to remind him that he would be at a disadvantage if he did this.

  Gu Xie dusted himself off and said to Cui Hua with utmost sincerity, "This is my apology, how's that?"

  He burst into laughter, his eyes narrowing to a line: "Good brother, you're really speaking up for me, you're indeed a good brother!" He patted his chest vigorously and said with equal sincerity: "From now on, if there's anything difficult at home, such as domestic troubles, just come find me, Huahua, I guarantee I'll help you resolve it beautifully!"

  Xiao Zhang Daoren chuckled dryly on the side, Gu Xiechen also chuckled with a belly full of evil intentions. In his heart, he viciously scolded Hua: "Damn it, your family is the one that's not peaceful, your family is the one that's always haunted by ghosts! No, your family isn't just haunted by ghosts, your whole family are living ghosts!"

  Gu Xiechen and Hua Zixu exchanged a deeply sincere gaze, both revealing a smile of mutual understanding.

  "Haha, haha, hahaha!"

  Gu Xie dust suddenly looked up at the sky and laughed loudly, Hua also laughed so hard that she was bent forward and backward.

  Xiao Zhang Daoren pointed to the dense white fog and smiled, "Mr. Gu, please dispel this strange array with your magic." Xiao Zhang Daoren's eyes were fixed intently on Gu Xiechen, trying to see through his every move. Among the Asian Dao Alliance's elite disciples who followed him, several came from prestigious schools that specialized in various mysterious arrays and postnatal formations, such as the "Xuanji Sect" and the "Miro Sect". However, these array experts were all bewildered by the strange array before them, clearly their cultivation was no match for this grand formation.

  The young Taoists of Xuanji Sect and Miluo Sect looked at each other, their fiery eyes simultaneously fixed on Gu Xiechen.

  In front of this grand array, it is floating and uncertain, yet stable like a mountain. It has both thick and ethereal properties that are vastly different from each other. The entrance to the array is majestic and upright, but the array itself is actually an internal demon that confuses people's minds with various illusions, thereby inducing the five evils to trigger a severe tribulation of dark fire. This strange and extraordinary array that combines both good and evil has only been briefly recorded in the scriptures of the Xuanji Sect and the Miluo Sect, but they are unable to set it up themselves.

  They can't break through the formation, so several young Taoists stared at Gu Xiechen, waiting to see what method he would use to break through the formation in front of them.

  Xiao Zhang Daoren was also eagerly watching Gu Xiechen. If Gu Xiechen could really break this formation, the Asian Dao Alliance and the Hell's Messenger Mercenary Group would naturally become iron-clad allies. If Gu Xiechen couldn't break this formation, the Asian Dao Alliance would immediately withdraw, and the Hell's Messenger Mercenary Group would be slaughtered by General Wagri, not even leaving a chicken or dog alive, and wouldn't care about his affairs. Even Xiao Zhang Daoren would personally take action to capture Banruo, Mohuo and others and hand them over to Yurisa, taking the opportunity to improve relations with the Federal Academy of Sciences.

  That's the naked interest! As the general person in charge of this Asian Dao Alliance Heavenly Star operation, although Xiao Zhang is a bit young and arrogant, he has a very clear understanding of the two words "interest". He and Gu Xiechen have no friendship at all, purely an interest-based relationship!

  Gǔ Xié Chén's bright and clear eyes looked at Little Zhang Dao Ren, Little Zhang Dao Ren was forced by Gǔ Xié Chén's gaze to look away weakly, subconsciously turning his head to the side. Gǔ Xié Chén then turned to look at Huǎn Huā, but Huǎn Huā was smiling and looking back at Gǔ Xié Chén with not a hint of wavering in her eyes. Gǔ Xié Chén secretly nodded in approval, between Huǎn Huā and Little Zhang Dao Ren, there was already a distinction of high and low!

  A thought stirred, a purple light rippled beside him, and Zhao Yi strode out of the purple light. Kneeling on one knee, he bowed to Gu Xie dust and said in a loud voice, "Supreme One, what are your orders?"

  "Break this formation and take out the magical instrument that set it up," Gu Xie said in a low voice, pointing to the white mist ahead.

  Zhao Yi responded with a loud roar and stepped into the white fog. In the blink of an eye, the originally slow-moving white fog began to surge wildly like a stormy sea tide. Muffled thunderclaps continuously emerged from the fog, and bolts of lightning as thick as water buckets shot out of the fog, blasting the surrounding dense forest with deep craters several meters in diameter. Moreover, countless illusions constantly emerged from the fog: there were bare-bodied flying celestial maidens, robust soldiers engaged in bloody battles, majestic palace halls with music and dance, and ancient temple courtyards filled with chanting voices...

  There are lush willows along the riverbanks of Jiangnan, vast deserts with sand swirling in the air, snow-capped plateaus, and misty islands with majestic mountains. All these wondrous sights are hard to describe in words.

  Last time, Gu Xiechen entered the formation, Zhao Yi just took Gu Xiechen through the entire formation, so it took very little time. However, this time Gu Xiechen's order was to have Zhao Yi remove the entire formation and take out all the arrayed artifacts inside, so it took a very long time. Last time Gu Xiechen left the Qimen Formation, he also had the idea of having Zhao Yi break open the entire large formation and take out the various treasures inside, but the urgent communication from the Hell's Messenger Mercenary Group forced Gu Xiechen to rush back immediately, so there was no time for that.

  "Rumble, rumble", a dozen or so green and yellow dragons suddenly burst out of the large array. Zhao Yi's muffled voice came from within the array: "Use the Gengjin Lei Fa to blast them, we can capture this set of Qinglong pillars!"

  Xiao Zhang shouted loudly, and the two young Taoists in apricot-yellow robes beside him stepped forward. With a hand seal, they silently thought of the Gengjin Lei Jue, and with one mouthful of true energy, they spat it out onto the seal and released it forward. Suddenly, dozens of extremely fine golden lightning bolts, like sharp knives, struck the bodies of the ten or so greenish-yellow pythons.

  The dragon let out a long roar, and in an instant, more than ten dragons that had been struck by the golden thunder merged into a single green wooden stake, about three feet long and as thick as three arms.