Yuan Jiao held a banner painted with mysterious incantations, and after allowing the Yellow Dragon Immortal into the formation, he showed a relatively polite demeanor.
"Please, the immortal."
"Kindly, please, friend in Dao."
"The hierarchy of Jiejiao is too chaotic, and as a Jinshen of Chuanjiao, Huanglong Zhenren cannot and cannot compete with him. Therefore, he simply addresses him as a 'friend in Dao'."
Yuanjiao quickly strikes several seal symbols with his hand, shakes the array banner, and the cold ice array starts.
The Ten Princes once spent dozens of years collecting primordial ice from an area beyond the North Sea, almost at the edge of the celestial pillar, and then capturing those life forms born in the extreme cold. They refined their blood and essence into extreme Yin water, integrating it into the driving center of the cold ice array, using a horn from a ancient fierce beast known as Tiaowu.
At this moment, under the activation of the extreme Yin water driven by this horn, according to Yuanjiao's array banner's requirements, it releases an endless amount of cold ice from the North, changing the surrounding environment. The qigong energy of water in the entire array reaches its peak, while the other four elements are suppressed to near non-existence.
As a member of the Dragon race, Huanglong Zhenren naturally possesses the ability to control water, which is also the reason he thought he could try the cold ice array himself. However, at this moment, he regretted it and felt that every breath he inhaled was filled with sharp barbs like blades. His internal organs were injured within the first moment of the array's activation.
Within the cold ice array, Huanglong Zhenren could not see the many practitioners of the mystical schools outside. He felt the heavens and earth were dark, and a sky-high blanket of cold ice, resembling wild beasts' fangs, surged from all directions.
Huanglong Zhenren's powerful regenerative ability allowed him to suppress his injuries. With one hand holding his sword, he chopped and cut the incoming ice teeth quickly. At the same time, he used his fingers to calculate the location of the array's main focus.
"Ah!" He exclaimed, leaping high, only to see that countless chaotic ice spikes shot up from beneath his feet. If it hadn't been for his Dragon race practitioner status and natural rugged skin and tough muscles, the previous strike would not only have pierced his feet but also driven into his anus, completely impaling him in place.
Cunning! These Jiejiao disciples talk about 'only deciding the winner and loser,' but their actions are too fierce!
The sky above was filled with boundless snow and ice, the center was filled with infinite wind and thunder, and the bottom had countless ice spikes. He ducked and dodged left and right, temporarily exhausted, with no time to find the array focus.
The external deities have various perceptions.
Only those inside the formation can see Huanglong Zhenren's dire situation, while they cannot see the countless dangers hidden within the array.
This is also the reason why Zhun Ti and Tong Tian agreed to have one battle per formation.
What's the point of setting up a system of three wins out of two or five wins out of three? It's just a mere twitch for the Seven Princes' array. If we were to agree on fighting two rounds per formation, all seven would have to return to the Biyou Palace.
In the original timeline, Ran Deng, together with the disciples of Chuanjiao, broke the array. They usually sent a monk or a martial artist from their own side to consume the power of the array before sending high-level cultivators to break it.
Ran Deng's method was a simple approach.
Now, it is an absolute hell mode.
As the array ran, Deng Chanyu also stopped her actions of shaking the jade whiskers, merging two drops of Zhuwu essence. Her sense of communication with the earth qi became stronger and stronger. Without making a sound, she touched the ground. Even though it was far away, she could feel the frosty feeling coming from the earth.
Is this cold ice array unleashing all its power from the start? Yuan Jiao's mind is quite interesting. Does he want to win a match quickly and then go to the West to attend classes?
She can detect it, and naturally, those with higher cultivation can also detect it.
Cheng Zi, with anxiety, discussed with Guang Cheng Zi: "The Jiejiao Golden Spirit kept saying that we were going to cut each other down, Master brother, look at this! This is not the manner of a match. It's clear that he is trying to put Huanglong Master brother on the list!"
Taiyi Zhenren also echoed a few words in agreement.
Similarly, Miaolai was also whispering to his disciples not to rashly challenge the Sevencentury Array.
Deng Chanyu had a similar idea. She had used the DìLièZhèn, which was originally designed with an extreme purpose in mind, aiming for an absolute kill from the start. However, if the array controller wanted to spare the other party, it was still possible to do so.
Yuan Jiao wants to use the uncontrolled nature of the formation as an excuse, which clearly underestimates the intelligence of the immortals.
She thinks that whether or not to remind them is of no consequence. As long as they are cautious and on guard is enough.
Fifteen minutes later, Yuan Jiao sent Huanglong Zhenren, who had frozen into an ice lump, out of the formation.
According to the agreement, the one who successfully defended the formation would have to listen to scriptures on Mount Lingshan for a month. At this moment, Yuan Jiao's expression was rather intriguing; it was a strange mix of refusal and anticipation.
Golden Goddess sidestepped a glance but didn't say anything.
The many Jiejiao disciples pointed at Huanglong Zhenren, as if they all enjoyed seeing the untidy and discomfited appearance of the Chuanjiao Immortals.
As the twelve precious immortals of Chuanjiao, it's a shame to be defeated by such a true immortal like Yuan Jiao!
Taiyi Zhenren quickly took out the Nine-Dragon Fire Shield and spewed nine blazing flames to melt the hard ice on Huanglong Zhenren's body.
Guang Chengzi took out a pill of immortality and gave it to the frozen Huanglong Zhenren, who then gradually regained consciousness.
"The array is extremely treacherous and should not be taken lightly."
Leaving behind a sentence, Huanglong Zhenren fainted.
Jiang Ziyu quickly had his disciple Wujiu send Huanglong Zhenren away. With him frozen like that, he shouldn't travel for a few days. First, let him warm up in the Western Zhou camp.
Deng Chanyu observed the cold ice array from a distance. This cold ice array could get Huanglong so tired, even she would have a tough time if she were to enter the array. The only way would be to summon the XuanYuan ZhiShuiQi flag and withstand it. Her cultivation level was higher than Yuan Jiao's, and her Lingbao grade was also higher than the array's grade. She could endure for an hour, two hours or more, and win in the end. It's just that doing so is not dignified at all, and Huanglong Zhenren... He doesn't have any Lingbao treasure either
Guang Chengzi was very angry.
He looked at Miaolai and said, "Miaolai Brother, what do you think should be done about Jiejiao Yuan Jiao's attack on my Huanglong Brother?"
He wanted to know to what extent the Western sect would protect Yuan Jiao. Even though he was valued by Yuan Shihuang, he didn't want to provoke two large sects at the same time.
The chubby, rotund western Taoist, who laughed like Maitreya, shook his head repeatedly. The Maitreya he was now was not the "Eastern Buddha" who would be persecuted by the Buddha of Great Compassion in the future and could be teased by Sun Wukong for a couple of lines.
"We are all members of the same Taoist sect. Why do we have to cause such a rift? I only know how to cultivate, not the worldly affairs. I am now disoriented and ask my junior brother to teach me." Miaolai didn't respond to this.
Deng Chanyu closed her eyes to cultivate her qi and also pretended to be an onlooker.
Guang Chengzi stealthily took out the Fan Tian (Sovaring) Seal from his hand and looked at the opponent across.
He angrily declared, "So, you only care about winning and not about life and death. If my Huanglong Brother's cultivation was a bit worse, today he wouldn't have been able to come out alive. Is this how you Jiejiao people conduct your matches?"
Zhang Shao, the lowest-ranked among the Seven Heavenly Kings and whose cultivation had just reached the realm of true immortality, immediately retorted: "Guang Chengzi, stop talking nonsense! My brother Yuan Jiao has already spared his life. It's your Xuanjiao disciples who don't understand the intricacy of our array formations and are fleeing in panic, narrowly escaping death. How dare you still speak out against us!"
Cheng Zi joined the argument, and the Jiejiao immortals opposite him retorted without hesitation, jumping out in a group of five to argue with him.
