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"Alright."
Hearing the command, Eighth and Ninth Tian Zuns immediately nodded in response. As they replied, the figures of the two Tian Zuns suddenly shot out, rapidly flying toward different directions.
"Not good, those Hall of Souls bastards definitely have some kind of scheme. Stop them, quickly!"
Seeing this scene, Feng Zun Zhe didn't know exactly what the three Tian Zuns intended to do, but his instincts screamed that it definitely wasn't anything good.
Therefore, the moment the Seventh Tian Zun's voice sounded, he immediately shouted to the others beside him. Before his voice even finished echoing, he himself already surged his Dou Qi and vanished from his original spot at high speed.
The others didn't even need his reminder; one after another, all of them shot forward as well. However, although their reactions were extremely fast, the three Hall of Souls Tian Zuns had clearly prepared beforehand, leaving them still a step behind.
"Ten Thousand Souls Devouring Spirit Formation!"
Just as Feng Zun Zhe was about to reach the Ninth Tian Zun, an icy shout suddenly erupted from the mouths of the three.
The moment the shout rang out, an overwhelming, eerie black mist surged violently out from their bodies and quickly spread outward. Within that extremely dense black mist, a chilling, bone-deep coldness spread.
Faintly, sharp, piercing, miserable screams echoed continuously from within the mist. As the sinister black fog spread, Feng Zun Zhe suddenly felt the connection between himself and the surrounding heaven-and-earth Dou Qi being completely cut off.
"Damn it, we need to break this formation these three bastards set up, otherwise at this rate, we'll be trapped here until we die!"
Sensing the loss of connection to the surrounding heaven-and-earth Dou Qi, Feng Zun Zhe quickly shouted at the eight other Dou Zun beside him.
The other Dou Zun, upon hearing him, all nodded immediately. For them to cultivate to this realm, every one of them had experienced countless deadly battles.
They all knew clearly that once cut off from the surrounding Dou Qi, if they didn't break the restriction quickly, the longer they fought, the weaker they would become. In the end, they would truly become lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Thinking of that terrifying outcome, the nine of them no longer held back. All of them unleashed their strongest Dou Techniques, blasting toward the black mist ahead.
"Boom! Boom!"
As the Dou Qi of all nine erupted simultaneously onto the formation, numerous warped distortions rippled across the black mist around them.
Faintly, a large number of tiny cracks even began to appear.
Facing the fierce counterattack from the nine Dou Zun, the faces of the three Hall of Souls Tian Zuns also grew extremely solemn.
"Clatter! Clatter!"
In the next moment, their hand seals changed swiftly, and their Dou Qi poured desperately into the cold black mist, madly patching up the countless small cracks made by Feng Zun Zhe and the others.
At the same time, from within the dense black fog, sharp metallic rattling sounds suddenly echoed.
"Chi, chi!"
The black mist pulsed violently, and then hundreds of black chains, each as thick as a person's thigh, shot out from the mist.
Judging from the terrifying power when the chains tore through space, if any slightly weaker Dou Zun were struck, they would likely die on the spot!
Therefore, when Feng Zun Zhe and the others saw those hundreds of pitch-black chains shooting toward them, they quickly retreated from the edges of the black mist back to safer ground.
However, because Wan Jian Zun Zhe and Tie Jian Zun Zhe were weaker than the others, the moment the dense barrage of chains struck, the two were immediately entangled and unable to break free.
"Careful!"
The other Dou Zun beside them quickly reached out and pulled the two back, barely saving their lives.
As for those iron chains, which looked like countless black serpents covering the sky as they shot outward, they did not continue chasing Feng Zun Zhe and the others. Instead, they tangled together near the thick black mist.
The countless chains finally wove themselves into a massive net, trapping all nine people inside the formation!
"Damn it, I didn't expect the Hall of Souls bastards to prepare a formation here in advance, waiting for us to walk right in."
Staring at the thick iron chains constantly sweeping and twisting around them, Feng Zun Zhe couldn't help but curse inwardly.
Only now did he realize that they had truly underestimated their opponents. But before he could continue that line of thought—
"Feng Zun Zhe, what should we do now?"
A Six-Star Dou Zun rushed to Feng Zun Zhe's side, his expression anxious as he stared at the chilling chains around them. The other Dou Zun also hurried over one after another, all waiting for his response.
They might be battle-hardened, but facing a situation like this, they were completely powerless. Hearing their question, Feng Zun Zhe quickly swept his eyes over the distant three Tian Zuns.
He then spoke to the others, "Don't panic. We can still hold on for a while. As long as Xiao Yan manages to save Yao Chen and returns, we can coordinate from inside and outside and break this formation quickly."
Even though he himself wasn't confident about how long they could last, nor about when Xiao Yan would return, he understood he had no choice but to say this—to prevent the others from losing morale, giving up resistance, or even surrendering.
As long as they held on, there was still a chance. But once they lost heart, the entire group might collapse instantly. By then, even if he wanted to hold out until Xiao Yan's return, he wouldn't be able to.
"Yes, Feng Zun Zhe is right. For a Dou Zun, traveling across this hall is only a matter of moments. As long as we hold on for a bit, when Xiao Yan returns, we can coordinate from inside and outside and smash these damned things!"
Hearing this, the other Dou Zun echoed in agreement. Their words were also, to some extent, to bolster their own courage.
"Heh heh, you should give up. Right now, even Xiao Yan can barely protect himself. How could he possibly come back to save you?"
Seventh Tian Zun easily pierced through their thoughts, smirking wickedly.
For someone the Hall Master personally ordered them to capture, how could they possibly leave Xiao Yan alone?
If he weren't currently tied up here, he would've gone to watch personally—to see what expression Xiao Yan would make when the hope of rescuing his teacher was instantly shattered by the Hall of Souls.
"Hmph, you're just trying to crush our morale so we abandon resistance. This old man won't fall for your trick!"
Hearing the Seventh Tian Zun's words, Feng Zun Zhe immediately snorted coldly, full of disdain. Although he vaguely felt that the Hall of Souls had indeed sent people to intercept Xiao Yan…
In this situation, he absolutely could not show any panic. Otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
As for the others, though their hearts sank slightly, every one of them still stared at the Seventh Tian Zun with expressions that said, "We don't believe you."
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