The black tortoise continuously slammed into the formation's light barrier, the resounding crashes echoing in Huang Yun Zhenren's ears. This Nascent Soul old monster's expression darkened further as he spoke again.
"As long as you agree to one condition, I, this venerable one, can overlook your trespassing."
"Oh? Fellow Daoist is so kind?" The second soul echoed back, though just a casual question. In his heart, he didn't truly want to offend the Flying Cloud Sect to the death.
Who knew how many tricks these old monsters had up their sleeves? If they really sought trouble later, they might still trace it back to him.
"Hehe, this old man won't beat around the bush. A swarm of savage, desolate Spirit Devouring Insects has appeared on Flying Cloud Island. As long as you agree to help the Flying Cloud Sect deal with these vicious insects, I will not pursue this matter."
So a large swarm of Spirit Devouring Insects had appeared; no wonder this person suddenly changed his tune.
The second soul slightly eased its attacks, pondering for a moment before controlling the black tortoise to mutter a few words. "How does this Great King trust you?"
Seeing the black tortoise speak, Huang Yun Zhenren's expression improved slightly. He then said a few more things, also removing the formation's restrictions, using this action to dispel the second soul's concerns.
A moment later, the black tortoise nodded slightly, saying.
"If things truly go as Fellow Daoist says, and a major issue can be turned into a minor one, that would be for the best. This king came here indeed because of your sect's Cloud Gathering Art. Trespassing here was also a last resort. Since Fellow Daoist will not pursue it, I will naturally not go back on my word and will help your sect resist the insect swarm."
"Very good." Huang Yun Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the black tortoise's agreement. "Just don't spread our sect's Cloud Gathering Art."
"Of course. After all, it was this king who was in the wrong. Your sect's secret art will naturally not be spread."
"Haha, since we have resolved our misunderstanding, Fellow Daoist Xuan Ling, let us go deal with the insect swarm."
Thus, the second soul, controlling the black tortoise and the wisp of Huang Yun Zhenren's divine sense attached to the red-haired sable, disappeared together from the seventh floor of the sealed library.
As for the title 'Xuan Ling', it was naturally fabricated by the second soul on the spot. In the end, he had agreed to help the Flying Cloud Sect resist the insect swarm to resolve their conflict. After all, he was in the wrong, having been caught stealing their secret art.
Huang Yun Zhenren's sudden willingness to resolve the conflict was also due to the circumstances. The beast tide on Flying Cloud Island had not yet been successfully defended against, and now a large swarm of vicious insects had appeared.
Moreover, his true body was still tens of thousands of miles away, and it would take some time to return. Of course, their agreement was not solid, and they both had concerns.
The second soul was concerned about the Flying Cloud Sect's several Nascent Soul elders, while the Flying Cloud Sect was concerned about the black tortoise causing trouble after breaking the formation. After all, the sudden appearance of a transformed demon beast on Mount Qiyun, wreaking havoc, was something the Flying Cloud Sect could not bear.
It could be said that they were both forced by the situation to temporarily resolve their conflict.
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On the city walls, numerous low-level cultivators and mortals were still relying on the city's protective formation to kill the desolate beasts charging beneath the walls.
Strangely, the sky outside the city walls had turned a vast expanse of white. As far as the eye could see, thick white clouds were constantly spreading outwards, covering an area of over two hundred miles outside the city walls.
This layer of white clouds was also rapidly churning, with occasional booming sounds. However, apart from this scene in the sky, nothing else was happening.
This was naturally because the Flowing Cloud Formation only covered this area and had not yet truly unleashed its power.
At this time, in the middle section of the city walls, Sect Leader Sun and several elders controlling the formation were still sitting on the ground, manipulating the core formation plate, their faces solemn.
Suddenly, a beam of white light shot in, flashing a few times before turning into a foot-long white snake. The white snake was not a physical entity but formed of spiritual power. It swam around in the air before the old woman's voice echoed. "The Spirit Devouring Insect swarm has reached two hundred miles outside the city. Prepare yourselves."
Hearing this, Sect Leader Sun opened his eyes, glanced at the elders beside him, and began giving instructions with a serious expression.
Meanwhile, Zhang Ling was still guarding the small formation eye of the Flowing Cloud Formation two hundred miles away. With the rapid movements of his two flying swords, he slaughtered a group of about a hundred Giant-Tailed Monkeys.
This was also a group of second and third-order desolate beasts, with only one reaching the fifth-order. In a short time, he had dealt with this group of Giant-Tailed Monkeys, and he flashed back into the light barrier of the small formation eye on the mountaintop.
Calculating the time, he had been guarding here for nearly half an hour. He had also killed more than a dozen waves of beasts. The pressure from the attacking beasts was not great for him. The total number of high-level desolate beasts that had appeared was only a few.
He wondered how the second soul was doing, whether he had succeeded. Zhang Ling looked in the direction of Flying Cloud City. The second soul had not sent back any news yet. Could he have been trapped? He began to worry.
The second soul had a strong sense of autonomy. It was the first time he had allowed it to control the black tortoise and leave the main body alone. Although their current location was only a few hundred miles away, not too far.
The sky at this time was also quite strange. Half of the sky was still a hazy yellow, eroded by turbid mist, while the other half was filled with thick white clouds.
The valley where he was located was right on the dividing line. These white clouds were the phenomenon formed after the Flowing Cloud Formation was activated. Formations like this that rely on the earth's spiritual veins for energy are all very powerful. Moreover, the coverage area is not small.
Like this Flowing Cloud Formation, it now covers at least two hundred miles nearby, and it doesn't seem to be the limit.
Suddenly, Zhang Ling seemed to have discovered something and looked up in the other direction. In the sky more than ten miles away, which was still covered in turbid air, a large patch of dark clouds was drifting towards this side.
Carefully scanning with his divine sense, his expression changed. It was a large swarm of black beetles gathered into a cloud of insects.
"Hmph, these vicious insects have arrived."
The entire ground also trembled at the same time. Many desolate beasts were gathered on the ground, running wildly, like ten thousand horses galloping. A group of thousands of green-haired giant wolves rushed into this valley.
The giant wolves did not attack the formation eye where he was located, but followed the entire beast herd and swarmed past. This wave of beasts also spread over several miles, gathering many desolate beasts, but at this moment, they all looked panicked and fled.
The reason for this was the insect cloud in the sky. A dense buzzing sound entered his ears. The Spirit Devouring Insect swarm had spread to this side.
Just within the scope of this valley, it had divided into several insect clouds, constantly devouring the beasts running wildly on the ground.
The wolf pack in front of him was also attacked by a large insect cloud.
The insect cloud turned into a black mist and instantly enveloped hundreds of giant wolves. After a dozen breaths of time, the insect cloud rose again and swept towards the remaining giant wolves. The hundreds of giant wolves had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a pile of white bones.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but lick his lips, secretly thinking that this group of Spirit Devouring Insects was indeed ferocious.
