The fat cultivator named Xu formed a seal with his hands and the abacus beads rotated rapidly around him. With a wave of his hand, the abacus beads formed a strange diagram before him.
The diagram looked like a chessboard puzzle, and the beads seemed to have become chess pieces, as if they were scattered all over the place like stars in the sky.
The fat cultivator's expression was serious as he muttered something. His right hand formed a seal and he pointed forward. In an instant, the chessboard-like abacus beads charged at the red fog.
In the blink of an eye, it closed in on the red fog. The fog suddenly churned and a roar came from within. Then a part of the fog charged toward the chessboard-like restriction.
A loud boom rang out. Just as the red fog was about to devour the chessboard, the chessboard suddenly flashed with colorful light. Illusory figures appeared one after another. All of them formed seals and slammed their palms towards the red fog.
There seemed to be an invisible force that caused the red fog to be pushed back. Unexpectedly, it failed to devour the red fog. Everyone's eyes narrowed, and there was a flash of joy in Esteemed Ling Dong's eyes. Only the middle-aged scholar and the fat cultivator revealed a hint of pride. He raised his right hand and pointed once more. The chessboard shined brightly and the illusory figures surrounded it as it closed in on the red fog.
Wang Lin watched all of this without blinking, and his eyes lit up. The fat cultivator's method of breaking restrictions had some merit. This person's abacus treasure was not ordinary. Each bead contained many restrictions that could be combined with each other. It was very mysterious.
If it was an ordinary restriction, this person might be able to break it. However, to break the red fog restriction with such a small method … was impossible. The restrictions inside the red fog were extremely complex. Not only was there an Ancient Soul Restriction, but there was also a Time Restriction. When the two were combined, the power was shocking.
The moment the light from the fat cultivator's chessboard closed in on the red fog, it immediately disappeared. A violent roar came from the red fog. Just as everyone looked over, the fat cultivator's expression suddenly changed. His face turned pale and he coughed out a mouthful of blood. It was obvious his treasure had been destroyed, and the connection between his treasure and his origin soul had been cut off. He was about to retreat, but before he could take two steps, the red fog roared like crazy. The fog spread out like a red cloud covering the sky. It wrapped around the fat cultivator and dragged him into the fog.
Miserable screams echoed inside the sealed area. There was also the sound of bones being crushed, causing everyone's hearts to tremble. "Trash!"
Esteemed Ling Dong's expression was gloomy. If there was no way to break this restriction, then he would have to break it by force. However, doing so would cause great damage to the dao spirit inside. Even if he managed to break the restriction, it wouldn't be worth it.
"What the Old Man can't obtain, no one else can. If you force it open, then it will be destroyed!" There was a flash of coldness in Esteemed Ling Dong's eyes and he was about to charge forward.
However, just at this moment, the middle-aged scholar holding the feather fan clasped his hands and said, "Esteemed Ling Dong, before you force it open, let me try.
Ba, even if I can't break it completely, if I can break it a bit, perhaps the damage to the dao spirit inside will be lessened.
Esteemed Ling Dong turned to look at the middle-aged scholar. After pondering a bit, he nodded and slowly said, "You have to be careful!"
The middle-aged scholar nodded with a smile. He closed the fan and tapped it on his left palm before slowly walking toward the red mist.
Wang Lin's expression remained the same, but he began to pay attention. More and more restrictions condensed under his feet without anyone noticing.
The middle-aged scholar closed in on the red mist. After looking at it for a bit, he raised his right hand as if he was calculating. There was a flash of deduction in his eyes, and a moment later, his right hand pointed forward. His hand left an afterimage and pointed at the red mist.
A thunderous rumble came from the red mist and a ray of red mist as thick as an arm rushed out toward the middle-aged man. However, the middle-aged man didn't seem to see it at all. His right hand didn't stop and continued to form a seal.
There was a thunderous bang. It was unknown where the middle-aged scholar pointed, but the red mist trembled and dissipated before it could touch the middle-aged man.
This scene caused Esteemed Ling Dong's eyes to light up.
Wang Lin narrowed his eyes. This middle-aged scholar indeed had some skill. In terms of restrictions, he was far more skilled than the people before him.
Sweat appeared on the middle-aged scholar's forehead, but his expression was abnormally calm. His body moved like a dragon and he began to circle the red fog. His right hand didn't stop moving; it continued to form seals and point at the red fog. The roar from the red fog became more and more intense, and there was a hint of irritation in it.
Wang Lin's pupils shrank and he revealed a sneer. Although the middle-aged man had hidden himself well and looked like he had broken the restriction, Wang Lin had already seen through his method.
Just at this moment, the middle-aged scholar suddenly let out a roar and stopped. His hand formed a seal and pressed down on the red mist. "Esteemed Ling Dong, help me activate the power of Joss Flames!
It can break half of this restriction! "
This person's voice was anxious. Esteemed Ling Dong clearly trusted the middle-aged scholar a lot. He didn't hesitate to step forward and raise his right hand. Strands of Joss Flames flew out from his body and gathered in his right hand. Then he slammed his palm toward the red mist!
A palm made of Joss Flames flew out and charged at the red mist. It landed on the red mist at almost the same time as the middle-aged scholar's hand. A thunderous rumble echoed and the outer layer of the red mist collapsed. A portion of the mist dissipated, but just as joy appeared in Esteemed Ling Dong's eyes, the red mist roared and a gust of wind blew out. It turned into a mouth and devoured the pale-faced middle-aged scholar.
Miserable screams echoed, and at this moment, after the red mist absorbed Esteemed Ling Dong's Joss Flame Palm, a destructive force erupted from within. Thunderous rumbles echoed, and the sealed world trembled violently. At this moment, the destructive force formed a storm that swept the entire world. This storm looked like it was made of red mist, and it was spreading so fast that the sealed world began to collapse. A few cultivators couldn't dodge in time and were touched by the red mist. They screamed miserably and their origin souls exploded. Esteemed Ling Dong's expression changed greatly. The terrifying power contained within the red mist shocked even him. He retreated without hesitation and landed on the platform. He waved his sleeve and turned into a ray of light that charged into the sky. Not only him, but all the other cultivators retreated like crazy. Some of them were too slow and were killed by the red mist. Wang Lin retreated the fastest, even faster than Esteemed Ling Dong. The moment the middle-aged man was devoured, the restriction that had been brewing for a long time under his feet suddenly broke and he charged into the ground. Shortly after, he turned into a ray of light and charged into the sky. Not only him, but all the other cultivators also retreated like crazy. Some were too slow and were killed by the red mist. Wang Lin retreated the fastest, even faster than Esteemed Ling Dong. The moment the middle-aged man was devoured, the restriction that had been brewing for a long time under his feet suddenly broke and he charged into the sky.
This red storm was like the tide, and its destructive force tore through the sky. Everyone fled like crazy into the distorted cracks in the sky and disappeared one by one. All of this happened in an instant. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were killed by the red storm. Less than 11 people escaped. Wang Lin also entered a distorted crack and disappeared. The moment they left, the red fog filled the world, leaving no cracks behind.
After a long time, the fog slowly retreated and gathered on the platform on the back of the ancient god. The sky became dark red and the distorted cracks disappeared completely. All of the entrances to this place were sealed.
The roars from within the fog also gradually dissipated, and the surroundings became silent.
Time slowly passed. Half an hour later, a person slowly walked out from the fog. This person was the middle-aged scholar that everyone thought was dead. His lips curled up into a sinister smile, and his eyes were filled with pride.
"So what if you are Esteemed Ling Dong?
No one can steal the treasure that I, Xiao Jing, have set my eyes on!
With just a small trick, I was able to chase everyone out of this place. Right now, the Dao Spirit in this fog belongs to me alone! "
As he laughed, the pride in the middle-aged scholar's eyes became even stronger. He looked at the fog with greed in his eyes and licked his lips. He waved his right hand and nine jades appeared.
"Ancient Soul Restriction, Time Restriction!
Although I can't break them all, I can make these two restrictions stop for 20 breaths of time! "
The middle-aged scholar waved his right hand, and the nine jades immediately gave off a ghostly light. They formed a circle and charged at the red fog. They landed on it, and the fog churned madly. The roars from within became even more intense, but the fog only squirmed for a moment before the ghostly light from the jades stopped it. The middle-aged scholar took a step forward and stepped into the circle formed by the jades. He tore at the fog with his hands and tore open a crack in the fog that had stopped moving. Greed filled his eyes, and he was about to enter the crack.
But just at this moment, a scream suddenly echoed through the silent world. "Impossible, there are still restrictions? I already stopped all the restrictions …" The middle-aged scholar retreated. His face was a bloody mess, and his body was rapidly rotting. In the blink of an eye, he had only retreated 10 feet when there was a bang and his body turned into a rotting corpse.
Time slowly passed. In the blink of an eye, 20 breaths of time passed. The light from the nine jades dissipated and the fog showed signs of activity before it became completely active.
One incense stick of time passed in the blink of an eye. The corpse suddenly opened its eyes and its appearance changed back to that of the scholar.
"It looks like no one has sneaked in …" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he walked toward the red fog.