At this moment, on the periphery of the Luoqu Eighteen Pan, Yong Lan Yi closed his eyes, no one knew what he was thinking. But all of them could feel his killing intent. All the cultivators present understood that what Yong Lan Yi was waiting for at this moment was no longer the results of the Tonghai Sect’s competition, what he was waiting for was that cultivator called Ye Mo, he was waiting for that Ye Mo to come out.
At this time, more and more cultivators were being transported out of the eighteen plates of Luo Qu, and apart from the two people from the Hai Tong Sect who were still inside the ninth plate, it was the cultivators from the Canghai Hall who had the most. Jing Xucheng of the Canghai Temple had already pa*sed the tenth tray and had entered the eleventh tray, in addition to that, there were two others who were in the ninth tray.
As for the Sea Cultivation Alliance, apart from Ye Mo and Meng Qi who had left their names on the ninth tray, the best of the rest of the participants had only pa*sed the eighth tray, and as for the others, they had all been wiped out.
Wang Cang stared at the huge stone monument on the periphery with a gloomy face; nothing had happened to Meng Qi, while she and Ye Mo had entered the tenth tray again, and surprisingly, they had not even carved their names on the tenth tray’s pa*s until now.
If the two cultivators from the Tonghai Sect who had broken the ninth tray had both carved their names on the ninth tray, then the Sea Cultivation Alliance would still be in last place this time. He was even suspecting that Ye Mo was annoyed with him for not saving him and deliberately did not leave his name. If that was the case, he would have to kill Ye Mo without waiting for Yong Lan Yi to do so.
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Ye Mo stopped at the first trapped formation on the sixteenth tray. Formation methods are so varied that even if they are also top level eight formations, the different methods used to set them up will have completely different effects. It is not that a level eight formation master can definitely ignore level eight formations.
What’s more, Ye Mo already knew that the Grade 8 formations inside this Luo Qu 18 Pan were by no means ordinary. Moreover, he was sure that if he hadn’t felt his way from low to high in the first fifteen discs, he would not have been able to break the level eight formation in the sixteenth disc directly, even if he could have done so in a short time.
So he stopped at the first trapped formation. It wasn’t that he couldn’t break this trapped formation, but he wanted to understand the advanced formations here more profoundly to lay a good foundation for entering the seventeenth tray.
Meng Qi quietly sat behind Ye Mo to cultivate, even the seventh grade spiritual herbs next to her she did not collect, she understands the danger now.
On the sixteenth tray Ye Mo studied the formations one by one, those spiritual gra*ses even he didn’t have the heart to collect. Ye Mo was equally clear that once he was unable to cross the eighteenth tray, there was absolutely nothing good waiting for him. The sixteenth tray, which could have been crossed in a day, took Ye Mo three whole days. Three days later. Only then did he bring Meng Qi into the seventeenth tray.
“Senior Brother Ye, you’re a rank nine Formation Master?” After entering the seventeenth tray, Meng Qi finally couldn’t help but ask out. This was because she felt that the rank eight formations on the sixteenth tray did not bother Ye Mo much, and the reason why Ye Mo stayed on the sixteenth tray for three days was more because he spent his time studying the formations in it.
Ye Mo shook his head somewhat heavily and said, “I’m not a Level 9 Formation Patriarch yet. I’m only a rank eight Formation Patriarch.”
When Meng Qi heard Ye Mo say that he was a Grade 8 Formation Patriarch, he was immediately shocked, a Grade 8 Formation Patriarch within a hundred years old was just a little too appalling. Even if Ye Mo admitted it, no one would dare to believe it, not to mention that his master could not think of it. But she believed it, because Ye Mo had already pa*sed the sixteen plates.
But then became even more alarmed, Ye Mo said that he was less than a level 9 Formation Master. That meant he didn’t have any certainty at all that he would be able to pa*s the eighteenth tray. At the sixteenth tray it was all a level eight complex formation, by the eighteenth tray it was clearly a level nine formation without a doubt.
“Senior Brother Ye, you, what do you mean ……” Meng Qi was a bit not quite brave to ask out.
However, Ye Mo knew what she wanted to say. He smiled lightly and said, “That’s right, it’s true that I’m not sure about going past the eighteenth tray, but since I’m standing at the seventeenth tray now, it means that I still have a chance to go past. Who can be sure. I won’t be able to advance to Level 9 Formation Grandmaster here?”
Meng Qi looked at Ye Mo somewhat dazedly, she couldn’t imagine that Ye Mo was playing the game of advancing to Level 9 Formation Grandmaster in here. No wonder he had to study for half a day even inside the lower level formations in front of him. But even if he spent all 18 days studying these formations, he would be able to advance to Level 9 Formation Master? Eighteen days, not eighteen years, much less one hundred and eighty years.
Meng Qi was a bit speechless, but then she thought, since Ye Mo could reach Grade 8 Formation Master within a hundred years old, who was sure that he could not advance to Grade 9 Formation Master in eighteen days? Moreover, looking at Ye Mo’s appearance, he wasn’t even close to fifty years old, thinking about this Meng Qi really couldn’t help but ask again, “Senior Brother Ye, are you fifty years old?”
Ye Mo froze for a moment, he didn’t understand why Meng Qi was suddenly asking this, but he still shook his head.
Meng Qi was speechless, not even fifty, maybe he was only thirty or forty years old and had already reached this height. In her own cultivation world, there were many more genius cultivators than Luo Yue, but she had never seen a cultivator with Ye Mo’s
such an outrageous cultivator. He was terribly young, his cultivation and formation levels were simultaneously high, and he was also a master artificer.
But in the time it took for Ye Mo and Meng Qi to say a few words, he had already found himself and Meng Qi in a world filled with white mist, and he was instantly shocked. This was the first time that he had been trapped by a formation without discovering it.
Meng Qi also discovered this situation at the same time and instantly knew that she and Ye Mo were trapped by the formation, at this moment she did not dare to say anything at all, even she thought that the reason why she was trapped by the formation was still due to the fact that she had just approached Ye Mo to talk and distracted him, so she greatly regretted it.
Ye Mo, however, knew that this had nothing to do with Meng Qi, he cultivated the ‘Three Life Duel’, and he had done things like forming dan in the middle of a fight before, so how could he be affected by a few words? He knew that he had really not discovered the trapped formation.
“Don’t move, come closer to me, this is a level nine trapped formation, maybe it’s also an illusion formation.” Ye Mo said in a deep voice. The reason he didn’t let Meng Qi move was because he knew that once he didn’t understand this formation, the two might be separated instantly after they moved their positions.
Once Meng Qi and him were separated, apart from being strangled, it would be the consequence of being teleported out, neither of which was an outcome Ye Mo wanted.
Only when Meng Qi heard Ye Mo’s words did she gradually settle down. She believed in Ye Mo’s words, and even more so, she did not dare to move a muscle.
Ye Mo’s divine sense was carefully released, only to find that there was no way for his divine sense to pa*s through those white fogs, it was simply swallowed up when it reached the fog.
At this moment, Ye Mo actually recalled the foggy valley inside the ‘Sand Plain Medicine Valley’, which was the same to devour divine sense.
Ye Mo sat down and began to push this level 9 formation.
Meng Qi did not dare to look at the surrounding scenery and just stared at Ye Mo without blinking her eyes. Then she felt that Ye Mo’s back was slowly blurring, even going further and further away, and scared Meng Qi immediately had to reach out and grab Ye Mo’s clothes.
However, to Meng Qi’s horror, she grabbed in vain. She tried her best to stop the thrust, but it was still getting stronger and stronger. Obviously, it would not be long before she would be transported out. The next moment she took out her flying sword, and once she was about to be transported out, she immediately used it to explode herself.
If she was teleported out and fell into Yong Lan Yi’s hands alive, Meng Qi dared not imagine her miserable fate. Yong Lan Yi was definitely a devil more devilish than his son Yong Wu Zi He, in the Tong Hai Sect, he was the sky.
At this moment, Ye Mo woke up with a start and was equally horrified to find that Meng Qi was not behind him. The fact that Meng Qi was teleported out meant that his idea to escape from the eighteenth tray was leaked out.
At this moment, he, Ye Mo, no longer cared about the fact that he hadn’t studied the formation thoroughly yet, and threw out the formation flags in his hand one after another.
A moment later, the fog around him began to dissipate and the next moment he saw Meng Qi who was about to commit suicide with his flying sword.
Without even thinking, Ye Mo took a step to Meng Qi’s side and grabbed her flying sword, while his divine sense cut to shield her.
Meng Qi suddenly woke up with a start, and when she realised that it was Ye Mo who had saved her, she couldn’t help but cry with joy. She wasn’t afraid of death, she was afraid that falling into Yong Lan Yi’s hands would be more horrible than death.
“I’ll carry you.” Ye Mo knew that he had only worked out a little bit of the skin of this formation, and thanks to that, he was able to save Meng Qi. But just because he was able to save Meng Qi this time, it didn’t mean that he would be able to save Meng Qi next time.
Meng Qi immediately nodded, this time without any refusal, and without even waiting for Ye Mo to say more, she took the initiative to lie on Ye Mo’s back.
Ye Mo took out a top grade spirit weapon ribbon and wrapped Meng Qi firmly around him before he sat down again to study the formation, and soon entered the realm of forgetfulness once again.
Ye Mo wholeheartedly used the ‘Three Life Dictates’ to deduce the ninth level formations in an attempt to break through to the ninth level Formation Master realm, while Meng Qi was unable to calm down. At this moment, she was bound by Ye Mo to his back, and even if this illusion formation was powerful, it would not be able to take her away.
The reason why she couldn’t calm down was because Ye Mo was tied too tightly and her front chest was completely pressed against Ye Mo’s back. A masculine smell came from her, making it impossible for her not to think wild thoughts anymore.
She hadn’t come into contact with male cultivators since her training, and her personality was extremely shy. Not to mention the fact that she was now in such close contact with Ye Mo, and she didn’t dare to move, she was afraid that if she did, it would affect Ye Mo’s perception of the formation.
As time pa*sed, Meng Qi felt her body go soft and even had an indescribable feeling of pleasure. However, she bit her lips tightly and tried desperately to control even her trembling.
The white fog surrounding her and Ye Mo retreated and dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually becoming thinner and thinner.
