mtl008 Chapter 155 Formation
Chapter 155 Formation
outside the hall.
The originally open golden coffin had been covered again at some point, leaving only arrows, thick branches and a pool of red juice on the ground.
"What on earth have the descendants of immortals been transformed into? Can they still be considered human?"
Looking at the branches on the ground, Lin Chuan subconsciously asked Ran beside him.
"I'm not sure either. He looks no different from you humans. The branches on the ground should be similar to..."
"After the monsters transform into human form, the severed arms will return to their original appearance." Ran pondered for a moment, then slowly began to explain.
"What should we do now?" Zhao Gang scratched his head, looking confused.
"His attention was all on you at the time, so he was caught off guard and was shot by my arrow. Now he should be recuperating in the coffin." Ran said softly, with a hint of certainty in her tone.
"Then what are we waiting for? We might as well kill him while he's sick." Zhao Gang said eagerly.
"The coffin is a magical artifact. As long as he is inside, we have no way to deal with him." Ran shook her head helplessly.
"So we have to wait for him to come out first? But what if he never comes out? Or what if he comes out and finds the situation is not right and runs back?" Bai Zhi frowned slightly, her eyes full of worry and doubt.
"He only has the appearance of your human race. His instincts and behaviors are no different from those of monsters and plants. He usually stays outside and only enters the golden coffin when refining blood food or when he is injured."
"Besides, with your friend here, he will definitely come out."
Ran was talking when she suddenly paused. Her expression became puzzled and she slowly looked at Zhao Gang standing beside her.
"Ah? Me? Why me?" Zhao Gang looked puzzled.
"I don't know, but he was the one who brought you in. The fact that he didn't eat you as blood food is enough to prove that you are special." Ran slowly shook her head and explained slowly.
"As for your concern about him returning to the coffin, that's what we're going to do now—set up the Three Star Shining Moon Formation."
After saying that, three flags appeared in front of Lin Chuan and the other two.
"Use the golden coffin as the center of the formation. You will stand on three sides and bless me with your cultivation. I will deal with the immortal's offspring."
"Once the immortal's offspring emerges and the formation is activated, the golden coffin will disappear along with the formation's eye. He won't be able to return to the golden coffin unless we fail."
"And the consequences of our failure..."
Ran didn't continue speaking, but began to set up a formation around him.
Seeing this, Lin Chuan and the other two hurried forward to help, and in the process, they inadvertently became familiar with Ran.
"How long is the lifespan of you elves?" Lin Chuan asked curiously.
Ran slowly shook her head, carefully drawing the formation patterns on the ground while explaining to Lin Chuan, "I don't know either. I only heard from my great-grandmother that even if we elves don't practice cultivation, our lifespans are extremely long. As far as I can remember, I've never seen anyone in my tribe die due to lifespan issues; they all died unnatural deaths."
"Since your clan has a long lifespan, there are no powerful people in it?" Bai Zhi asked doubtfully.
"The Way of Heaven is fair and just. Those who seek longevity must pay their due. Our race's reproduction rate is extremely low, and no matter how we cultivate, our realm will never reach the Tribulation Stage, and we will never have the chance to break through to the Immortal Realm.
"But what good is a long life? In fact, because of my longevity, I am the only one left in my clan now."
"Compared to my kind, your race is truly long-lived in a sense."
"The life of a mortal is indeed short and fleeting, but its power of reproduction is very strong, and it is passed down from generation to generation without end. This is the true meaning of immortality."
Ran's words were full of helplessness, loneliness, envy and emotion.
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Time flies, and before long, the outline of the formation began to emerge.
With a wave of Ran's hand, three flags fell in three directions, and the formation was completely formed.
"You must defend these three flags. If you hold on to them, the others will have hope of survival. If you fear death, we will all die."
Ran's expression became serious again, and he emphasized in a serious tone.
"Yeah." The three of them looked at each other, then each chose a flag and stood next to it.
"Wait for him to come out, and then immediately activate the formation."
After saying this, Ran's figure disappeared, as if she had never appeared.
What followed was a long, tedious wait. Lin Chuan stared blankly ahead, his mind aghast, completely unaware of how much time had passed. Time seemed to freeze, and every minute and every second seemed incredibly long.
"Crack!"
As the coffin lid slowly moved, a pale hand slowly emerged from the golden coffin. Then, a young man with a face as pale as paper slowly sat up from inside.
His eyes looked around like an eagle, and after finding that there were only Lin Chuan and the other two, he calmly left the coffin.
"It's now!"
A cold voice, like an ice spike cutting through the air, went straight into the ears of Lin Chuan and the others.
When they heard this, they didn't hesitate at all and reacted quickly as if it was a conditioned reflex. They immediately used the formation-setting technique that Ran had taught them before. Their movements were done in one go, and their eyes were full of concentration and determination.
"Buzz!"
A low humming sound suddenly resounded, as if the very earth itself were trembling slightly. Then, the previously dormant formation veins on the ground suddenly shone with brilliant light.
The golden coffin was gradually shrouded in mist, which became thicker and thicker, completely covering the golden coffin. At this moment, the entire formation seemed to be injected with fresh vitality and was completely activated.
The young man who emerged from the coffin seemed oblivious to the changes around him. Or perhaps, even if he noticed, he didn't care. His gaze was like a straight ray, fixed squarely on Zhao Gang, as if there was something about him that captivated him.
"Xiaohua, I miss you so much after so many years." The young man walked slowly towards Zhao Gang with a doting smile on his face.
Lin Chuan: “???”
Bai Zhi: "???"
Ran: “???”
Zhao Gang: “!!!”
"Get out of here, you faggot!"
Zhao Gang, who had always been aloof and seemingly uninterested in everything, was now like a powder keg that had been lit. He looked at the boy who was slowly approaching him with disgust, and for the first time, he cursed without restraint.
"Xiaohua, what's wrong with you? Don't you remember me?"
The insulted youth paused in his tracks upon hearing this, his entire body aghast as if he had suffered a crushing blow. His expression instantly grew frantic, his eyes filled with a complex mixture of disbelief and pain. He questioned Zhao Gang at the top of his lungs, his voice trembling with excitement.
"Or do you like someone else?"
The young man suddenly turned around and looked at Lin Chuan fiercely with eyes full of anger, as if he believed that it was Lin Chuan's appearance that caused all this. His gaze was like a real sharp arrow, as if it wanted to pierce several holes in Lin Chuan's body.
Lin Chuan: "Ah? Me?"
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