nashuaworldcup Chapter 250 Killing the Enemy 1, Self-Inflicted Wounds 8
Chapter 250 Killing the Enemy 1, Self-Inflicted Wounds 8
The increasingly dim and dark atmosphere around them made them feel uneasy.
This is their family's unpredictable and capricious ancestor returning.
Only he likes to create more black energy when he's in a bad mood to express his dissatisfaction.
As the Hei family members arrived one after another, they indeed saw the eccentric and unpredictable ancestor sitting in the center of the main hall.
They all secretly wondered, "It's said that our ancestor has received so many gifts these past few months that his hands are sore from accepting them, and he's heard so many sweet words. He shouldn't be in a bad mood."
Before everyone had gathered, and before Hei Ziming could unleash his power, a painful scream came from afar.
It turned out that it was the Hei family members living on the outskirts of the Hei family's territory who were the first to come into contact with Zhong Lingxin's shattered poison pill.
The poison gas was all-pervasive, quickly entering their bodies through their skin and breath, rapidly invading their dantian, meridians, and sea of consciousness, like thousands of sharp blades churning all over their bodies, causing them to collapse to the ground screaming in pain.
The black aura quickly spread towards the center of the Black Clan's territory, and more and more members of the Black Clan fell to the ground, crying out in pain.
At this moment, Hei Ziming immediately realized that he had been ambushed.
Needless to say, the person who plotted against him was from the Qingyun Sect.
But he wasn't afraid; he was confident he could escape.
As for his own descendants, he could only stomp his foot in frustration. It was a pity. He would see how things went and try to save them if he could.
Hei Ziming quickly cast a spiritual energy shield on himself and leaped into the air to investigate.
This sight made him gasp in shock.
The entire Black Family territory looked as if a giant black cauldron had been turned upside down.
Black steam hissed and crackled around the edge of the large pot.
Clearly, his enemies were ruthless, using extremely poisonous pills, and even targeting his own trapping and killing formation.
The patriarch of the Hei family hurriedly ordered his men to activate the clan's protective formation.
Hei Ziming angrily cursed, "Fool! The clan protection formation is useless. This poison is too domineering; the clan protection formation can't kill it at all."
The patriarch of the Hei family was terrified.
His family's protective formation was a ninth-grade formation that his ancestor, Hei Ziming, had set up long ago.
If even a ninth-grade grand formation can't eliminate the poison, then how poisonous must it be!
Hei Ziming looked around and saw that thick black toxic smoke was billowing from several places.
Wherever the poisonous smoke reached, no one, regardless of their cultivation level, was spared. Even those who erected spiritual energy shields and used their best defensive magic treasures could not withstand the poisonous gas; their bodies were covered in black smoke as they collapsed to the ground, rolling and screaming in agony.
Hei Ziming was panicked, wondering how long his spiritual energy shield could last.
He couldn't help but shout, "Qingyun Sect, I know it's you! Let's talk!"
Zhong Lingxin, who was controlling the trapping and killing formation with her divine sense, did not dare to probe the formation with her divine sense, but she could still tell what Hei Ziming was saying from his lip movements.
Talk?
late!
I've humbled myself and begged for so long, waiting for this day.
The black smoke inside the trapping formation grew thicker and thicker, and within a few breaths, it filled the entire Black Clan territory.
Hei Ziming saw small bubbles rising on his aura shield, which began to emit a slight "sizzling" sound.
He panicked and hurriedly reinforced his spiritual energy shield.
At the same time, he took out a communication talisman, intending to send a message to the sect, planning to launch a coordinated attack from within and without to kill the cultivators sent by the Qingyun Sect.
But he soon despaired, because the communication talisman couldn't be sent out and shattered with a hissing sound when it hit the overturned black pot.
Hei Ziming glanced at the communication talisman and stopped sending it. He had only sent the talisman as a last resort.
At this point, how could he not understand?
The Black family is trapped and killed by a super-grade trapping and killing formation.
A top-grade trapping and killing formation! As far as he knew, only the old monsters of the Lingyun Sect had been trapped and killed within the sect by such a formation.
Who knew that today it would be his turn?
Right now, all we can hope is that the soul fire he left in the sect will cause an anomaly, alerting the sect members so they can come to his rescue.
For now, he should just stay put and wait for help.
Unfortunately, he will never receive reinforcements.
Within the Taixu Sect, the Soulfire Hall had long been infiltrated by An Yin, who used an illusion array to conceal the Black-and-Bright Soulfire.
Zhong Lingxin remained hidden outside the Black Clan's territory, personally controlling the trapping and killing formation. Anyone entering the Black Clan's territory was let in. As for those who went out, well, the pile of Black Clan members lying dead at the main gate proved it—not a single one came out.
A full day had passed, and eight or nine out of ten members of the Hei family were dead, with only a few of the Hei family's ancestors still holding on.
But they couldn't hold out for long. As one magical artifact after another was breached by the black energy, as piles of spirit stones turned to ash, one spiritual energy shield after another was also breached by the black energy.
One after another, the old patriarchs of the Hei family fell to the ground.
The Black family members who fell to the ground first had turned into puddles of black water.
The entire Hei family home was riddled with holes from the black water.
Hei Ziming is still persisting.
He has many magical treasures and many spiritual stones.
He took out one robe after another and put them on. He took out piles and piles of spirit stones and ate handfuls of spirit-replenishing pills to replenish his spiritual energy, reinforcing his spiritual energy shield layer by layer.
He became increasingly anxious.
Is it because he hasn't been damaged yet, so his soul fire hasn't changed at all?
He continuously reinforced the spiritual energy shield while simultaneously replenishing his spiritual energy.
He was now replenishing his spiritual energy and reinforcing his spiritual energy shield without daring to stop for even a moment.
He didn't know what kind of poison was emanating from the black smoke that was his aura shield. He only knew that if his aura shield collapsed, his soul fire would extinguish in less than 45 minutes.
He didn't even know if he could wait for the sect's people to come to his rescue within those three quarters of an hour.
Hei Ziming's dantian began to ache faintly, his meridians began to feel dry and painful, and his consciousness was throbbing with intense pain.
He knew that this was the result of his continuous circulation of spiritual energy to replenish his spiritual power.
The spiritual energy he replenished was simply not enough to circulate his spiritual power.
Seeing the rapidly decreasing spirit stones and pills in his storage ring, he felt extremely panicked.
He once thought he had accumulated a considerable fortune over the years, but when faced with a life-or-death situation, he realized that his wealth was simply not enough.
Zhong Lingxin, who was controlling the trapping and killing formation, was also heartbroken.
This time, it was truly a case of killing a thousand enemies while injuring eight hundred of our own.
In particular, she provided a lot of aid to the enemy in order to lure them out of their cages some time ago.
At this moment, she was also in great pain. After controlling the array for a long time, her consciousness began to throb with pain.
Fortunately, Zhong Chun took over the task of adding spirit stones to the array core, which finally relieved her of some of the attention she needed to pay to the array plate.
As more and more poisonous gas was killed within the trapping and killing formation, the formation became less and less contaminated with poisonous gas.
Zhong Lingxin couldn't help but worry about whether Hei Ziming, trapped in the killing formation, could be killed by the poison gas.
She had to prepare for both possibilities, so she took out a communication talisman and asked Sect Master Lu to prepare two Tribulation Transcending cultivators to stand by.