I Have a Compass for Opportunity

Finally, at the end of the blood pool passage, Liou Yuan saw Yan Ying Temple trapped in a vast cave space pulsating with crimson veins.

The cave seemed to possess life, throbbing with waves that made Liou Yuan’s heart shudder.

Liou Yuan’s expression immediately turned grave, his eyes carefully scrutinizing those vein-like paths, allowing him to discern some clues.

"Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation!"

The Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation is a mystical formation passed down by the demonic cultivators of Linlang Domain.

Unlike all arrays in the Qi Cultivation Realm, it is the only array Liou Yuan knows in the Qi Cultivation Realm capable of launching spiritual sense attacks.

The power of the array depends on the formation’s core; if there is a Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object as the core, the Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation can trap and kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Spiritual sense attack methods can only be controlled by Foundation Establishment great cultivators.

Spiritual sense attacks are extremely hard to resist for cultivators in the Qi Cultivation Realm, which is why Yan Ying Temple ended up so battered and bruised.

"This is a bit tricky." Liou Yuan rubbed his brow somewhat troubled.

Outside, there are hordes of demonic cultivators; inside, there’s the Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation.

Liou Yuan was tempted to turn around and leave, abandoning Yan Ying Temple here.

Of course, it’s just a thought; if he really fled, he wouldn’t have a place at Five Extremes Mountain anymore.

"This Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation isn’t unsolvable; its intensity hasn’t reached Foundation Establishment yet, there’s a way to break it."

Liou Yuan’s gaze swept over the cave space covered in vein-like paths, vaguely identifying key points to dismantle the formation.

His array knowledge is quite advanced now; unless it’s a Foundation Establishment Array, it’s really hard to stump him.

"The only problem is there are so many demonic cultivators outside, alas, even if my Canglan Sword breaks, I won’t be able to kill them all."

"Yan Ying Temple, this hateful woman, once this is over, she’s definitely getting a few slaps."

Liou Yuan cursed under his breath and looked back at Yan Ying Temple trapped in the Bloodvinesoul-locking Formation.

Behind Yan Ying Temple were severely injured disciples from the Wind Chasing Division, a total of twelve people.

Besides Yan Ying Temple, only four people could barely stand.

Floating before Yan Ying Temple was a blood jade pendant, raising a massive barrier to ward off the encroachment of the Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation.

"Foundation Establishment Defense Magical Artifact, no wonder this woman can hold on for so long, as I said, her background isn’t simple." Liou Yuan observed that the blood jade pendant was simultaneously activated by Yan Ying Temple and four others.

There wasn’t any immediate threat to their lives, so no need to rush.

His eyes continued to assess the enemy situation.

Outside the Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation, there were five demonic cultivators, specifically left to guard Yan Ying Temple.

These five people were all late-stage Qi Cultivation, with one at the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer.

When Liou Yuan examined the face of that Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer demonic cultivator, his expression subtly shifted.

This person had oily green pupils, lips an unhealthy shade of purple, and stood hunched over at the edge of the Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation, moving with an eerie, ghost-like agility, likely due to proficient body techniques.

"This person’s physical features are identical to the demonic cultivator that injured Bu Moying, it’s him."

Liou Yuan’s demeanor became serious.

Bu Moying is undoubtedly strong; to injure him, even by surprise, this demonic cultivator’s strength must rank in the top ten within Five Extremes Mountain.

If Liou Yuan confronted this group of demonic cultivators, this ghost-like demonic cultivator would indeed be a formidable foe.

Luckily, though injured, Liou Yuan determined with his Evil Eyes that Yan Ying Temple’s injuries hadn’t damaged her essence and she could still fight.

"Fortunately, along the way, I haven’t encountered anyone stronger than this demonic cultivator. As long as I find a way to dismantle this formation, teaming up with Yan Ying Temple, we can easily defeat him."

Liou Yuan muttered to himself, forming a plan.

"First, find a way to break this Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation."

Thinking it over, Liou Yuan activated his Night Concealing Mask to the fullest, using the darkness inside the lair to maneuver past the five demonic cultivators toward the Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation.

During this process, the ghost-like demonic cultivator glanced in Liou Yuan’s direction and then looked away.

The other demonic cultivators didn’t react at all, which allowed Liou Yuan to breathe a sigh of relief.

The Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation targets divine sense, providing nearly no effective resistance for cultivators aside from the Qi Cultivation Realm.

But Liou Yuan was undoubtedly an exception; the magic he studied was diverse, including the Calming Spell to resist spiritual sense attacks.

Moreover, Liou Yuan had already cultivated it to Small Success, effortlessly resisting the spiritual sense attacks from the Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation.

The moment he stepped into the Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation.

A sharp shriek suddenly exploded in Liou Yuan’s mind unexpectedly.

Following that, hallucinations started appearing before Liou Yuan’s eyes; countless pallid arms began emerging from the blood-stained space, reaching out to seize Liou Yuan’s body.

Fully aware of the Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation’s operating principle, Liou Yuan naturally knew those were illusions, sneering coldly to himself: "Still inferior compared to the methods at Cyan Feather Gui Character Crossing."

Liou Yuan has experienced Foundation Establishment spiritual sense techniques; ordinary spiritual sense attacks were hardly a concern for him.

With that, Liou Yuan silently activated the Calming Spell.

In his eyes, glowing faintly with violet light, appeared the silhouette of a Buddha.

From the moment that silhouette appeared, all illusions before Liou Yuan disappeared.

No matter how that sharp shriek intensified with the pulsations of the Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation, it failed to affect Liou Yuan in the slightest.

By now, he had reached the center of the Bloodvine Soul Lock Formation, standing before the defensive barrier raised by Yan Ying Temple’s blood jade pendant.