"Wrong!
This is not a rat, but an ancient beast! "
Zhao Qi smirked as he pointed at Zhang Xing. "Capture him!"
The Barbarian Beast was over a hundred feet tall. It had two large incisors in its mouth and seven or eight whiskers on either side of its lips. It had a black nose, round rat eyes, and two small ears. Its two short forelimbs were placed in front of its chest, and the hair all over its body was like whiskers. It emitted a cold and frightening aura.
Moreover, there were eight rune chains on its body that were connected to the eight corners of the Octagon Seal. It seemed that this ancient beast's soul was locked in the divine tool.
As soon as Zhao Qi's voice fell, the Barbarian Beast's soul fiercely bared its teeth at Zhang Xing!
Oh no!
Its front teeth were already exposed, and now it only cracked open its mouth.
Zhang Xing did not think that this appearance was very fierce. Instead, he found it very funny.
The Barbarian Beast's figure flashed, and the Octagon Seal instantly smashed towards Zhang Xing.
At the same time, it stretched out its two front claws, revealing the cold bone spikes inside.
Zhang Xing smiled faintly and suddenly grabbed forward with his right hand.
An invisible giant hand that reached the heavens enveloped Cang Li.
Before the Barbarian Beast could react, its body suddenly tightened, and it was immediately bound in the air. The Octagon Seal constantly trembled, as if it was constantly struggling.
Obviously, the Octagon Seal's situation was different from the Heavenly War Halberd's.
The Barbarian Beast was passive, and its actions were controlled by the rune chains on the Octagon Seal.
Seeing that Zhang Xing had caught the Octagon Seal, Zhao Qi was shocked. His hands formed a complicated seal, and he instantly sent it into the seal.
The rune chains on the Octagon Seal suddenly intensified, and the green light on the Barbarian Beast's body also surged. In Zhang Xing's giant hand, there was a squeaking sound.
"Hmph!
This Octagon Seal is simply a waste in your hands. It's better to give it to me for safekeeping! "
Zhang Xing said as he closed his fingers, bent his arm, and pulled it into his bosom.
With a whoosh!
The Octagon Seal stopped trembling and was caught by Zhang Xing.
At this time, Zhang Xing was sweating profusely as he continuously formed hand seals with both hands. Although the Octagon Seal kept flashing with green light, it didn't have the slightest bit of resistance as it was firmly controlled by Zhang Xing.
Then, Zhang Xing stretched out his other hand and grabbed one of the links on the rune chain. He gripped it with all his might.
Puff!
One of the eight chains that bound Cang Li's soul suddenly turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated into nothingness.
Chang Li, who was still struggling with all his might, was startled. His pair of shifty eyes looked suspiciously at Zhang Xing.
Zhao Qi was so shocked that he stopped casting. He crossed his arms and looked at the Octagon Seal, which only had seven chains left.
The formation engraved within the seal had been perfected over and over again by the ancestors of Divine Artifact Sect.
When it was passed down to his generation, because the formation was too profound, he couldn't comprehend it and could only control it.
That was why he couldn't accept that Zhang Xing was able to destroy the formation within the seal.
Divine Artifact Sect's main cultivation was artifact forging and his secondary cultivation was formations. His attainments in formations were already at the grandmaster level, but even he couldn't comprehend the mysteries of the seal formation. How old was Zhang Xing? He was actually able to break one of the chains.
He was sure that Zhang Xing had never seen the Octagon Seal before. It was also the first time this seal was taken out in several hundred years.
Zhang Xing being able to break the seal formation in such a short amount of time had completely overturned Zhao Qi's understanding of formations.
Puff!
Another sound!
Zhang Xing's hand moved gently on the second chain, as if he was looking for something.
"Grab!"
At this moment, a decisive voice sounded in Zhang Xing's ears.
Zhang Xing didn't hesitate at all. His five fingers instantly grabbed onto one of the chains that was constantly changing.
The chain snapped!
Jin Bao's eyes were hazy as he looked at the third chain with his seven-colored divine light.
Jin Bao was an expert in finding the flaws in the formation.
An expert would definitely be a thousand times better than an amateur like Zhang Xing.
Zhang Xing's goal was to save Cang Li and let him control the Octagon Seal to serve him.
As an artifact spirit, how much effort could he put in when he wasn't willing?
He was like a worker who lived a dark life every day. If his boss didn't treat him like a human and forced him to work, how could he put his heart into his work!
At this moment, Cang Li seemed to have understood Zhang Xing's goal. His eyes were filled with anticipation as the whiskers on both sides of his mouth trembled.
His two relatively short front paws hugged each other as he kept bowing to Zhang Xing to express his gratitude!
Zhang Xing glanced at him and smiled faintly. His hand continued to reach for the third chain.
"Stop!"
Zhao Qi's breathing quickened as his body trembled. He opened his eyes wide and didn't know what to do.
Zhang Xing ignored him. After two breaths of time, his five fingers suddenly made a grabbing motion as fast as a kitten catching a fish.
With a puff, the third chain turned into a puff of green smoke.
Seeing this, Zhao Qi's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and he began to panic.
If he lost the Octagon Seal, he would lose the right to battle Zhang Xing. He wouldn't even have the chance to save his life.
No!
He couldn't let him continue to destroy it.
Zhao Qi waved his hand and drew a line between his eyebrows. A drop of essence blood containing his entire life's cultivation floated out from between his eyebrows.
His face instantly paled and his body seemed to have become thinner. A lot of white hair also appeared on his head.
The essence blood landed on his fingertips. He muttered an incantation and formed a set of complicated hand seals.
"Withdraw!"
With a whoosh, the essence blood on his fingertips suddenly disappeared.
When it reappeared, it had already landed in the center of the Octagon Seal's formation.
Boom!
An extremely powerful aura suddenly erupted.
The Octagon Seal suddenly trembled, as if it wanted to escape from Zhang Xing's hand.
Zhang Xing smiled faintly. "Don't waste your time. If Brother Ming was willing to part with a drop of essence blood, I definitely wouldn't be able to stop the Octagon Seal. But you … heh!"
In other words, Zhao Qi's cultivation wasn't high enough. Even if he spat out all of his essence blood, it wouldn't help.
However, this was Zhao Qi's only hope. How could he give it up so easily?
He was on the verge of madness. How could he listen to Zhang Xing's words?
If one drop of essence blood wasn't enough, then two drops. If two drops weren't enough, then three drops …
Zhao Qi frowned. A second drop of essence blood floated out from between his eyebrows and flashed into the Octagon Seal.
"Withdraw!"
The Octagon Seal began to tremble violently again.
Zhang Xing couldn't continue breaking the formation. He could only stop.
However, he revealed an expression as if he were watching a show. He waited with relish for Zhao Qi's third drop of essence blood.
Every Immortal realm cultivator didn't have much essence blood. Some would release it in a concentrated form, while others would release it in the form of a mist. It all depended on what kind of emergency they were using it for.
If they were fleeing for their lives, Zhao Qi would probably condense the concentrated essence blood into a bloody mist and apply it to the divine tool or himself.
"Withdraw!"
Seeing that the second drop of essence blood still couldn't shake Zhang Xing's giant hand, the withered Zhao Qi couldn't give up. He spat out a third drop of essence blood.