Li Yan was flying fast in the colorful space, and this flying speed made him feel extremely happy. With his consciousness comparable to that of the initial stage of foundation building, he vaguely sensed that there were three or four light bands flying fifty miles away from him.
The space was filled with colorful colors. There was no sun, moon, or stars in the sky, and there was no direction to speak of.
In other directions, he more or less sensed one or two light bands. He immediately chose the area where he sensed the most light bands. That way, the chances of finding Baili Yuan and the others might be greater.
As Li Yan approached rapidly, several light bands became clearer and clearer in his consciousness.
Among the several light bands, he suddenly found a purple light band, but this purple light band was still a little far away from the other four light bands. This made Li Yan breathe a sigh of relief. With spiritual light flashing on his body, he rushed towards the purple light like lightning.
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At this moment, Gan Shi was leading four people and walking hard on the top of an endless snow-capped mountain. There was a whistling cold light and snow all around. Under the sunlight, the coldness became even stronger.
This is a snow trail that shuttles across the ridges of the snow-capped mountains and stretches endlessly. There is nothing obstructing on all sides. Looking down from the sky, on the huge and continuous ridges of the snow-capped mountains, there are only a few black spots on the snow trail reflecting the sunlight, moving slowly forward.
Gan Shi's face was a little sallow. He walked in front and from time to time formed seals with his hands. Round, square, or irregular patterns were shot all around and into the sky, protecting the four of them in the middle. It was the formation that made him famous, using the formation to defend against the enemy.
On the snow-covered ground on both sides of the ridges, an illusory human face would occasionally emerge from the ground. These illusory faces were those of babies as bright as blood, with weeping and sorrowful sounds coming from their mouths and a spooky yellow light emitting from their eyes.
After they appeared, they kept pouncing on several people, and with their open mouths, their bleeding teeth were exposed as they bit the five people.
The moment these horrific baby faces approached Gan Shisi and his men, they were blocked by the seals cast by Gan Shi. The various baby faces on them were filled with anger, and every time they opened their mouths to bite, they would be shattered by an invisible tearing and twisting force.
Amid their shrill screams, their faces spun and merged into the seemingly pure and innocent sky.
And the next moment, there would be more babies with angry faces crying and screaming on the snow, rising and jumping out of the snow, seemingly endless, making people feel extremely chilled.
At this moment, Gan Shi and the other five were in a very bad condition. Gan Shi not only had a sallow face, but also had a shocking bloody hole on his right leg. Although he had been simply bandaged, he was still dragging on the snow when he moved.
From time to time, drops of blood seeped into the trouser legs and then dripped down the trouser corners onto the snowy road on the ridge, leaving a trail of blood on the ridge of the top of the snowy mountain. It was obvious that the clothes were soaked with blood and could not allow any more blood to seep in.
The four men behind Gan Shi were even more slow in their movements. Two of them were supporting one person each. The two people being supported were obviously seriously injured and were almost half lying on the other two. Every step they took seemed extremely difficult.
If Gan Shi hadn't protected them at this moment, these four people would have been devoured by those strange babies.
"Uncle Gan, you go first. If we continue like this, we will die together."
The two Qi Condensation disciples who were supporting others looked at each other, and then looked at the two companions who were unable to walk on their own.
Under normal circumstances, it would be very easy to support one person, or even to use magic to hold five or six people and fly away at the same time. But at this moment, these two people were exhausted and it was very difficult for them to move.
There were four Qi Condensation cultivators, three men and one woman, all of them were young cultivators around twenty years old. Judging from their clothes, the ones who still had some fighting power were a man and a woman. The male cultivator was a disciple of Laojun Peak, with ordinary looks and a sturdy build, but at this moment there was an abnormal blush on his face.
The woman was from the same peak as Gan Shi, a disciple of Four Symbols Peak. She had a petite figure and a beautiful appearance, but her face was covered in sweat in the cold wind. A cultivator who was also from Laojun Peak was leaning against her, and this cultivator was in a semi-comatose state at this time.
The other seriously injured person was a disciple of Buli Peak. He leaned on the burly man, also weak and powerless.
The three of them looked ahead at the tall figure dragging one leg forward, and then looked at the bright red babies' faces that kept popping up on the snow around them like mushrooms after a rain, like hungry ghosts from the underworld. A trace of despair appeared in their eyes.
Then, after they confirmed each other's glances, the female cultivator spoke softly.
The yellow-haired man in front did not look back after hearing this. He continued to move forward with difficulty, shouting in a low voice.
"Bullshit, who do you think I am to abandon my junior and run away alone? Don't mention it again, or I'll slap you in the face."
Gan Shi quickly made a few hand seals and spoke angrily. After he said this, except for the female cultivator whose face turned red, the other two who were sober gave a bitter smile.
Along the way, they had really experienced the temper of Master Gan. If they continued like this, they would probably be killed within a few miles.
At this time, Gan Shi was extremely angry and his heart was filled with rage.
"It looks like I'm going to die here. If I can get out, I will definitely seek justice from the Ten-Step Courtyard and the Pure Land Sect. Even if it means my own death, I will kill a few more people from these two sects in the outside world."
Since Gan Shi and his companions entered the Wheel of Life and Death, although there were casualties in the first two levels, they still made it through.
In the first level, they encountered a group of monsters. Even though two people on his side had died, Gan Shi relied on a powerful formation to trap the enemy in a very short time. Then the remaining cultivators used all kinds of poisons and finally passed the level successfully.
In the second level, they met a group of Pure Land monks with 20 people left. The leader was the Zen monk Zhiwei. This battle was very cruel. In the end, Gan Shi almost used all his formations to kill Zhiwei's group of monks at the cost of five deaths and seven injuries, but he himself was also seriously injured. But they were almost annihilated in the third level. After several fierce battles, they adopted the same fighting style as Li Yan and his team, and arrived at the yellow light ball in advance to set up formations and poisons.
What they didn't expect was that the opponent was also extremely fast. When they were halfway through setting up the formation, Liang Liang from Shibuyuan led his men into the sphere and the battle broke out instantly.
But what shocked Gan Shi and the others was that there were more than 20 Pure Land Sect monks among the other side's Qi Condensation cultivators. The gap in numbers between the two sides was too big. Fortunately, most of their formations had been set up.
In great shock, he relied on formations and various poisons to barely end up in a draw. Gan Shi suppressed his injuries and fought with his life on the line, not caring at all whether there was a dark shadow coming from outside.
He activated his magic power to the fullest, the formation followed the magic, the magic appeared and the formation appeared, killing the enemy in an instant. At this moment, the formation's large-scale group attack capabilities were undoubtedly fully utilized. For a time, the opponent's Qi Condensation cultivators were hit one after another, but Liang Liang could do nothing to him.
But sword cultivators are also formidable. Seeing that he could not lock onto Gan Shi, Liang Liang turned his target to the Qi Condensation cultivators of the Wuliang Sect. In an instant, the casualties of the Wuliang Sect increased rapidly. Although they had the protection of the formation, the gap in strength was too great. After a few encounters, several people of the Wuliang Sect were killed or injured.
Gan Shi had to give up the group attack and concentrate on fighting Liang Liang. During the fight between the two sides, the means previously arranged by the Wuliang Sect slowly took effect. After Liang Liang was poisoned by several poisons, the poison began to slowly take effect and he was finally killed by Gan Shi.
Just when Gan Shi was planning to use all his strength to kill the other group of people, unexpectedly, the ball wall behind him rippled and a Zen master broke through the ball and attacked him, hitting him on the back of the head with a stick.
Gan Shi was unable to dodge in the crisis, and his right leg was pierced directly by the tip of the Zen staff, and he was lifted into the air. The man was none other than Zen Master Zhi Liao, who had a ferocious look on his face, like a mad tiger. Gan Shi's magic power had been greatly depleted at that time, so he was no match for him.
While he was dodging for a few breaths, Zen Master Zhiwei killed several people from the Wangliang Sect in succession. Gan Shi couldn't help but get furious, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, he took out a pill and swallowed it, and his magic power was instantly restored by several percent.
After he forced himself to summon up his magic power, he fought with Zen Master Zhiwei. At this time, the sphere was filled with poisonous gas. Although Zen Master Zhiwei had held his breath, he was still able to survive Gan Shi's life-threatening fight.
The body is the formation, and the formation follows the method. The big formation contains the small formation, and the small formation contains the sub-formation, and they are endless.
Zen Master Zhiwei knew that Gan Shiying had swallowed some kind of elixir that could stimulate his potential and would not be able to hold on for too long. Once the effect of the elixir wore off, he would be at his mercy and be killed.
But he still underestimated Gan Shi. Gan Shi had been immersed in the art of formations for decades and had become one with them. Every move he made was a formation.
Zhiwei finally stepped back and stepped into Gan Shi's hidden chain formation. When he came to his senses, he had to try his best to break free. However, this formation was set up by Gan Shi after he swallowed elixirs to stimulate his potential. There were runes crisscrossing inside and spiritual power running rampant.
Zen Master Zhiwei was also very strong. He managed to hold off Gan Shi's crazy attack all the way. However, his magic power was almost exhausted, his face was flushed red, and if he stopped breathing, he would suffocate to death.
In a hurry, Zhiwei couldn't help but take a breath, but it was this breath that cost him his life. Even though the place was filled with poisonous gas, Gan Shi still placed a trump card of poison that he regarded as his life-saving measure.
Poor Zen Master Zhiwei, who had extraordinary magical powers, could not hold out for a few more breaths before his breath faded, and Gan Shi took advantage of the opportunity to kill him with a palm strike.
In the end, at the third level, there were only six people left from the Wuliang Sect besides Gan Shi. Two were slightly injured, four were seriously injured, and Gan Shi himself fell to the ground exhausted.
In the end, it was only after two lightly injured disciples gave Gan Shi some pills that he was able to recover a little.
Looking at the dead bodies on the ground, Gan Seventeen people walked out of the yellow sphere with grief and indignation. Because the battle was a stalemate between the two sides, most of the opponents destroyed their storage bags before they died.
Including the two foundation-building monks who also destroyed their spirit storage bags, Gan Shi did not get many pills from them.
This made their elixirs become tight. Gan Shichu's spirit bag still contained six people who were seriously injured in the first two levels. Many elixirs had been used on these people, and now there were four more people seriously injured, so the elixirs were even more stretched.
The most terrifying thing was that he failed to get the soul storage bag from the other party. The soul storage bag on him could only hold eight people. After treating them, he left two seriously injured disciples who were slightly more conscious outside. After Gan Shi rested with them for a while, he set foot on the ridge of the snow mountain.
By this time, Gan Shi was already seriously injured both internally and externally. Nearly half an hour had passed, and they had only advanced half the distance.
The last few disciples spoke little after they left the yellow sphere. They looked confused and desperate, not knowing why so many cultivators appeared on the other side.
"Uncle Master, they are so despicable!"
The sturdy Laojun Peak disciple at the back couldn't help but speak as he walked slowly. He felt aggrieved, knowing that he couldn't get out this time. He only hoped that he could hold on until he reached the yellow sphere of this level, and take a few people with him before he died.
His yellow hair fluttered in the cold wind, and Gan Shi stared straight ahead.
“Hehehe… This time, my Wuliang Sect really miscalculated, but next time, I want them to pay a heavy price!”
At the same time, Gan Shi was thinking silently in his heart.
"Baili, Junior Sister Gong, you must get out!"