578: Chapter 409 578: Chapter 409 The people on the flying artifact all thought Jiang Tang was on the artifact, but when they arrived at a high altitude where many cultivators were stopping, Jiang Tang appeared there and entered the flying artifact from the outside.
“Jiang Tang, what’s going on here?” asked Ye Tian, voicing the question everyone wanted to ask.
Clearly, Jiang Tang seemed to be inside the magical treasure, but he was actually hundreds of miles away.
While people believed that someone with such skills could travel thousands of miles in an instant, they had only heard of it and had never seen it, let alone a Great Power Holder tearing through space to another world.
Jiang Tang activated the transparent mode on the flying arrow, instantly forming transparent walls, allowing a view of the cultivators hovering in the sky in all directions.
“Didn’t I tell you I learned some basic formations?
In the past two days, I’ve learned a more advanced formation and wanted to see if it would work, so this is the situation we’re in now.
Many people from the Cultivation World have come here to hunt for treasure.”
The crowd…
included their ancestors, familiar faces from their families, and even their ancient forebears.
Jiang Tang then projected an image of the mountain below and the condition of the people entering it, detailing who was trapped, who had been injured or killed, all displayed clearly in his projection.
Ye Tian spotted someone who looked like his own ancestor.
He knew one of them was his ancestor, as his family possessed portraits of their forebears.
He noticed that his ancestor didn’t seem to have aged much, emerging from seclusion after several hundred years looking as middle-aged and youthful as in the portraits.
In his memory, his ancestor was over a thousand years old, and he himself was many generations removed, the descendant of a long line of ancestors—everyone from his grandfather’s generation on up had either passed away or were in seclusion.
Ye Tian saw his ancestor but didn’t speak to him; he wanted to observe whether his ancestor possessed the skill to decipher the formation.
To refine his artifact refining skills, Ye Tian had studied formations, which were used in the design functions of artifact refining.
Looking at the projection, he saw a bright Golden Dragon below, along with white silver light—these were the gold and white energy stones he had previously used in jewelry refining.
No wonder so many from the Cultivation World had come to take risks here.
They were looking for a treasure.
He also saw many cultivators trapped on the mountain, running about aimlessly in various postures; some seemed to be swimming, others running in place, and still others wearing expressions of panic, ensnared by illusions.
Some people had reached the Golden Dragon, yet they couldn’t see it.
They saw the whole mountain as if it were rotating, endlessly shifting with illusionary changes.
Glancing further down the mountain foot, he saw a variety of characters from the Martial World, and then he spotted some strange figures in black.
The weapons in their hands…?
Ye Tian’s eyes flashed with ruthless determination.
From their clothing and weapons, he recognized them as the same group that had caused terror incidents before.
Perhaps many of their number had died, but these kinds of people were like cockroaches, impossible to exterminate completely, endlessly vexing like indestructible pests.
He noticed that some people were particularly unusual, dying within the weapons conjured by their own fantasies, victims to illusions created by their own heart demons.
Ye Tian admired Jiang Tang, who had possibly already discerned the unique aspects of these individuals, as the black-clad figures were dying.
Others from the Cultivation World were not in as much danger; some might have been injured, but none were in mortal peril.
“Jiang Tang, is there something special about this formation, giving everyone a unique experience?”
“Hmm, there’s actually nothing clever about this formation.
It’s their own heart demons entering the Illusion Realm.
Those with deep-seated sins are killed by their own heart demons,” Jiang Tang said with a smile, confirming from his projection that someone had undoubtedly misunderstood the subtleties therein.
The nine women standing beside him saw their ancestors there too, uncertain whether to greet them.
But they remained still, choosing to stand by Jiang Tang’s side.
They had given their hearts to this man, and to take any action now would be a betrayal, even against their own kin.
They too were curious to see if their ancestor possessed great abilities, hoping that their ancestor would outperform the others.
The people on the flying arrow watched the projection and began studying the formation, hoping to understand its contents and devise a way to break it, just like the people outside.
Luo Yaxuan, who had learned only the basic formation method two days earlier, was contemplating whether the formation could enhance his abilities.
He found the formation esoteric, seemingly composed of Life Sect and Dead Gate Bagua with 12 different formation points, centered on the Golden Dragon.
Studying further, he felt there was something amiss.
Life Sect seemed like life, but why was it that the people who entered the mountain’s life path couldn’t leave and appeared to be in danger?
Nobody had yet entered the Dead Gate, so was it possible that the Dead Gate was actually the true path of life, given that no one had emerged from the formation’s life path?
Then he felt the formation changing again, as if Jiang Tang was replenishing some energy on the mountain as energy was consumed, making the formation increasingly complex and infinite.
He also discovered that some people were using their knowledge of formations, directing spiritual power at the mountain below.
Originally, many could absorb the mountain’s emitted energy, but when someone used their own power to resolve the formation, their energy was absorbed without affecting the formation at all.