The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

"Life Replacement Talisman?" Zhou Qing’s pupils slightly contracted, his heart filled with alarm.

Just as he was about to make a move, a peculiar tremor came from beneath his feet.

The originally solid ground of the wasteland rippled like a water surface, countless dense array patterns emerged from the soil, swimming across the earth like living creatures.

These array patterns were not ordinary vermilion marks but were made from some kind of translucent gelatinous substance, shimmering with a disturbing oily light in the sunlight.

"Friend, do you think I would fall so easily?" The voice of Li Wusheng came from all directions, echoing eerily.

"As a loose cultivator without a sect or support..." The voice in the void suddenly turned cold, "How could I act without thorough preparation?"

Zhou Qing’s face turned extremely unpleasant, feeling that this was even more cunning than Second Sister.

Indeed, none who reach the late-stage Spirit Severing Realm are simple.

Just as he wanted to flee quickly, he suddenly felt dizzy, and the scene before him began to distort and warp.

He looked down and saw that the strange array patterns were exuding a viscous liquid and the air was filled with a sweet, bloody scent.

Even more frightening, small blisters had appeared on his bare skin, and the Spiritual Power within him began to operate sluggishly.

"Can you feel it?" Li Wusheng’s voice came intermittently, "This is a perfect-level Four-Color Array, modified with the bone marrow of a thousand-year Poison Flood Dragon."

"As a fourth-level Array Master, to die in this array today is not in vain!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qing’s wings suddenly spread out, wanting to soar into the sky.

Yet the surrounding space kept twisting and deforming, as if returning to that void of emptiness.

No matter how his wings flapped, it felt like struggling in a sticky quagmire, unable to find a way out.

The space itself was even directly locked down.

It seemed the old man had truly made meticulous preparations to guard against powerful Void Beasts.

"Don’t waste your effort." Li Wusheng laughed coldly, "This Four-Color Array creates its own world; it’s not something you can easily escape from."

"Oh, you can slowly search for the array eye to break out; after all, you’ve condensed thirty thousand Spirit Seals, I believe you can do it." Li Wusheng sneered.

Zhou Qing abruptly halted, his golden wings trembled violently in the poisonous fumes.

He endured the burning prick of pain within his meridians, operating Spiritual Power in an attempt to dispel the poison.

Where Spiritual Power passed, the black poison marks retreated slightly like a tide, only to return even more aggressively.

"Heh... hehehe..." Li Wusheng’s hoarse laughter echoed in the poisonous fog, "It’s useless; this ’Spirit Corrosive Miasma’ devours when it meets Spiritual Power, the more you exert effort to expel the poison, the faster it corrodes."

Zhou Qing ignored him, his eyes exploded with blood-red light, his pupils abruptly split into blood-colored double pupils.

His vision penetrated layers of poisonous barriers, capturing the flow of Spiritual Power throughout the whole array.

This Four-Color Array was exquisitely ingenious, four Origin Powers like gears fitted perfectly.

The four symbols’ rotation showed no weaknesses whatsoever.

Soon, he even saw Li Wusheng standing three miles outside the array on a large stone, holding an array disc flowing with four colors.

"Isn’t there a sense of desperation?"

Seeing Zhou Qing’s blood-colored double pupils locked onto him, Li Wusheng looked slightly surprised but then showed a look of ecstasy.

Obviously, the Divine Techniques on the opponent were numerous; if he could kill him, all those things would be his.

This was truly a windfall after three years of no business!

Then, he shook the array disc in his hand triumphantly, "Even though I’m a loose cultivator, I have my own fortunes. This array was obtained from an ancient ruin; today, I’ll use it to send you off!"

Before the words fell, the four-colored glow on the array disc suddenly surged.

The whole array seemed to be injected with new vitality, countless viscous poisonous fumes surged towards Zhou Qing from all directions.

These poisonous fumes appeared to have an eerie translucent nature, even the passing air emitted a "sizzle" of corrosion.

More terrifyingly, within the poisonous mist, countless tiny insect shadows were vaguely visible, opening their mouthparts, frantically devouring the Protective Spiritual Light on Zhou Qing’s body.

These were not real poisonous insects, but malice condensed by toxins, specifically breaking through a cultivator’s protective qi!

At the critical moment, a resolute glint flashed in Zhou Qing’s eyes.

He tightly gripped the Purple Gold Thunder Spear, pouring in the remaining Spiritual Power within him madly.

The Purple Gold Thunder Light on the spear surged but was clearly much dimmer than before.

"A dying struggle!" Li Wusheng sneered while performing the seal, the four-colored poison force transformed into four ferocious Flood Dragons, opening bloody mouths towards Zhou Qing.

At this moment, Zhou Qing suddenly released the Thunder Spear, forming an ancient and complex hand seal with his hands.

The void behind him tore open with a blood mark, as a gigantic Blood Phoenix phantom slowly emerged.

"Hundred Tribulations Blood Curtain!"

With this shout, countless blood-colored inscriptions suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

These inscriptions roamed and intertwined like living creatures, forming a blood-colored curtain that covered the sky.

The Blood Phoenix’s chest featured five brilliant feathers, each emitting a frightening pressure.

"This... This is..." Li Wusheng’s sneer instantly froze, his voice sharp and piercing, "Inscriptions? This is an Inscription-Level Divine Technique?! Are you from the Celestial Phoenix Palace?!"

As soon as this thought emerged, Li Wusheng felt as if thrown into an icy abyss.

He swallowed with difficulty, a wave of unprecedented anxiety surging in his heart.

"One Palace, Two Temples, Three Sects, Four Tribes, Eight Great Families..." he murmured unconsciously, ranking the major forces of Nanhuang State quickly in his mind.