Legend of the Transcendent

Chapter 145: Counterattack

Chapter 145: Counterattack

The incantation is activated!

Mi Xiaojing sneered, "Even in my house, you are still so arrogant. Even if you are an elder... even if you are a Foundation Establishment stage Ancestor, you can't escape!"

Chen Shouyi's laughter abruptly stopped. He suddenly felt that something was wrong, but his reaction was not slow. He pounced towards Mi Xiaojing, thinking that with such a short distance, he could catch Mi Xiaojing in his hand without needing a second.

However, this pounce took a full seven to eight seconds. Chen Shouyi reached out to grab, but only caught empty air. In an instant, the surrounding environment completely changed.

Green trees appeared out of thin air, surrounded by green smoke. The surroundings were no longer the Gathering Spring Hall, but a scene of solemn killing. It was a large formation, a formation that even made Chen Shouyi feel terrified.

With Chen Shouyi's experience, he quickly realized that this formation was not simple. From the green trees hanging in mid-air, he could tell that it was a wood-based formation.

As an elder of the Grass-Benevolence Hall, he had a deep understanding of wood-based treasures. The green trees hanging in front of him gave him an extremely dangerous feeling. Not only that, but Mi Xiaojing had disappeared. Even if they had a connection through the withered vine, he couldn't sense him at all in this moment.

Mi Xiaojing also encountered trouble. The withered vine was a magical tool, and he was having a hard time breaking free from its restraints. So even though the formation had been activated, it couldn't operate effectively. He had to break free from this thing and regain control of his hands in order to effectively utilize the Wood Formation.

Mi Xiaojing struggled frantically, but the withered vine only tightened around him more. Moreover, after losing contact with Chen Shouyi, the withered vine automatically slid up to his neck, like a noose tightening, trying to strangle him alive.

Fortunately, Mi Xiaojing was not an ordinary person. It was extremely difficult to strangle a cultivator to death. But even so, Mi Xiaojing was being strangled by the withered vine to the point where his eyes were rolling back.

Releasing the Thunder Sword, Mi Xiaojing aimed at the withered vine and began to cut. He didn't know what the withered vine was refined with, but when the Thunder Sword cut into it, it only left a faint white mark and couldn't cut through.

In an instant, the withered vine magical tool erupted with tremendous power, as if it wanted to crush Mi Xiaojing. The withered vine even penetrated into Mi Xiaojing's flesh, giving him a feeling of being squeezed to the point where he had difficulty breathing and his eyes were about to burst.

The Ancestor's magical tool was indeed vicious. Mi Xiaojing couldn't break free no matter what. He felt extremely anxious, unable to stand any longer and fell straight down.

Suddenly, the puppet on Mi Xiaojing's heart tower also fell, and then the puppet's arm stretched out, causing a layer of true character script to emerge on Mi Xiaojing's arm, also stretching outwards.

A cracking sound was heard.

Boom!

The withered vine magical tool was forcibly broken. Without Chen Shouyi's command, the magical tool couldn't operate flexibly, which created a flaw. If Chen Shouyi were present, it would be difficult to escape from this situation.

The Wood Formation isolated Chen Shouyi's perception. Combined with the sudden force exerted by the puppet inside Mi Xiaojing, the two successfully combined, which was something Mi Xiaojing hadn't expected.

Casually putting away the broken withered vine magical tool, its true power was not that great, but it was a useful tool for ambushing others. Mi Xiaojing planned to put it away and study it when he had time.

After breaking free from the restraints, Mi Xiaojing finally gained control of the Wood Formation. Previously, he had only activated the formation, but due to the inability to command, the attack was quite weak.

Fortunately, the Wood Formation was refined by a cultivator in the Elemental Infant stage, and its power naturally suppressed Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, making Chen Shouyi extremely uncomfortable inside.

Originally, Chen Shouyi could still hold on, but when Mi Xiaojing began to control the Wood Formation, the strength of the attack completely changed.

The green trees started to move, and Chen Shouyi's expression changed drastically. He naturally understood that if Mi Xiaojing couldn't break free from his magical tool, he wouldn't be able to command the formation to attack. But once the green trees started moving, it meant that the formation was gathering power, ready to strike.

If there was a chance for Chen Shouyi to escape at the beginning, now it was almost impossible. Formations with someone commanding and formations without someone commanding were completely different concepts.

Countless green trees danced in the sky, blocking Chen Shouyi no matter which direction he flew towards.

Chen Shouyi's sword was also of the wood attribute. His sword was made from a piece of Purple Tung wood, considered a top-grade magical sword. Because it could be stored inside his body and nourished by the Golden Elixir, the power of this sword was quite formidable. The only regret was that he had obtained this sword only ten years ago, and it was still far from enough time to nurture it. If there was enough time, this magical sword had the potential to grow into a low-grade spiritual sword.

Purple Tung wood was also a rare refining material that, in the hands of a cultivator proficient in the wood attribute, could play a significant role.

Chen Shouyi rarely used a sword, but at this moment, he couldn't care less. Seeing the green trees pressing in, his magical sword shot out in an instant.

As soon as he made a move, countless sword shadows filled the sky, instantly shattering the green tree in front of him. Chen Shouyi shouted, "Shatter!" as if releasing a tornado. This imposing manner was extraordinary, and the surrounding green trees quickly shattered.The shredded green wood suddenly turned into green smoke, disappearing in an instant, and then recondensed into green wood in the distance.

Mi Xiaojing could clearly feel Chen Shouyi's attack, and he couldn't help but admire it in his heart. As expected of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, this attack was indeed extremely sharp. However, it was useless. Under the cover of the large array, no matter how powerful the attack, it would be dissolved by the green wood. As long as Chen Shouyi couldn't harm the essence of the green wood, this array would continue to function.

Mi Xiaojing cast a magical technique, mobilizing the green wood array to attack. He knew that Chen Shouyi's strength was very strong. Compared to himself, if there was no green wood array, he wouldn't be able to defeat this guy. The difference in strength was clear. Even if he fought desperately, the chances of both sides suffering were not great.

This was a guy even more dangerous than Hong Qing. Since he had already trapped him in the green wood array, he couldn't let him escape no matter what.

Even if the green wood array was destroyed, he had to kill this guy. He was too dangerous.

Mi Xiaojing finally understood that in the Cultivation World, one really couldn't let go of an enemy. This was something Wang Weijun had taught him well. He used all kinds of methods and possibilities to scare Mi Xiaojing.

This was almost like brainwashing, leaving a strong suggestion in Mi Xiaojing's mind. He believed that the Cultivation World was a survival environment where it was either you die or I live. A slight carelessness could lead to complete ruin. At this moment, there was a ready example. Hong Qing died silently, and even his soul was completely eliminated. This outcome was too frightening.

No matter what Chen Shouyi was like, Mi Xiaojing now only had one thought: kill him!

Only by killing Chen Shouyi could he and his family survive. This was no longer a matter of personal life and death. (To be continued.)