Chapter 644: The Excitement of the Purple-Haired Man

Chapter 644: Chapter 644: The Excitement of the Purple-Haired Man

"The enemy's Feng Shui formation is weakening? Good, good, it's almost over!" The purple-haired man exclaimed with delight.

After two and a half days of heart-wrenching despair, the purple-haired man finally saw a glimmer of hope. The previously impenetrable Feng Shui formation was now crumbling at an astonishing rate, collapsing like a house of cards.

An hour. An hour was all he needed to break free from this troublesome formation and proceed with the grand task assigned by the Realm Master.

Nearby, Nian Youyou's eyes showed a trace of hesitation. Was Gu Qianyou really failing? What should she do then?

As she pondered, a white cloud suddenly burst out from the Feng Shui formation in the distance. Nian Youyou froze as she saw Zhong Shan standing at the forefront of the cloud, leading a group of people out of the array.

With a beautiful woman on each arm, Zhong Shan's sight made Nian Youyou's mind buzz. She stood there, stunned, as tears began to flow down her cheeks.

Watching Zhong Shan, Nian Youyou felt a whirlwind of emotions. She didn't know how to face him, feeling only a deep ache in her heart. She quickly hid in a valley, running to her room and leaning against the door, biting her lip. Her heart was filled with endless sorrow, and countless memories flooded her mind once again.

"I'm not talking about the Buddha's Tomb, but the small courtyard next to it. Did you see it?"

"What about it?"

"That's Fragrant Courtyard, where Fragrant Bodhisattva lives. She guards the Buddha's Tomb, and in her courtyard, there are three 'Seven-Colored Roses,' the only ones in the world, the kings of roses. All three are in her courtyard. Look..."

"Does Fragrant Bodhisattva care about the Seven-Colored Roses?"

"They are her lifeline. She spends her days facing the tomb, never speaking to anyone, and has a bad temper."

"When will you bring one for me?"

"Yuyou, you're really here!"

"Yuyou, what's wrong? Who bullied you?"

"You're okay, that's all that matters."

"It's just three roses. I saw that Fragrant Bodhisattva wasn't around, so I picked them without any trouble. Why are you so excited? You weren't this thrilled when I gave you roses before."

Memories flashed through Nian Youyou's mind like a fleeting shadow, filled with joy, sorrow, gratitude, and guilt. Tears streamed down her face, but a smile tugged at her lips. She was crying and smiling at the same time—a testament to a love that she could never forget.

The Heartless Doctrine? Why did these feelings only grow deeper? Why couldn't she forget them at all?

Outside, in the distance, Zhong Shan led his group out. Surveying the surroundings, they quickly noticed the purple-haired man atop a distant peak.

Seeing the purple-haired man, the group was taken aback. His face was shadowed, eyes gleaming with a cold light, as if he were plotting a grand conspiracy. So engrossed was he in his thoughts that he didn't even notice Zhong Shan and his group had emerged.

The purple-haired man was indeed hatching a grand scheme. The enemy's formation was rapidly weakening, and he was already imagining how to torment those who had humiliated him.

"I'll make sure they suffer a fate worse than death. And that woman with the body of Xun Ding, I'll make her life a living hell!"

"Your Majesty, should we take him down?" Mr. Corpse asked directly.

Everyone nodded in agreement. This man had trapped them, and if not for Zhong Shan's timely arrival, they would have been doomed. Their hatred for him was immense.

Seeing the purple-haired man enjoying his delusions, Zhong Shan's expression turned slightly peculiar. Finally, he shook his head and said, "Forget it. Someone else will trouble him soon enough."

If the Clay Bodhisattva was right, this purple-haired man had ruined the grand plans of the Undying Realm, and he was bound to face severe misfortune.

"Understood!" The group nodded.

As for the Wu clan member pursuing the shadow clone, the clone was extraordinarily fast, outpacing even Heavenly Extreme cultivators. Eventually, however, the Wu clan member caught up to it.

Cornered in a valley, the shadow clone vanished without a trace, leaving the Wu clan member baffled and frustrated. He had no choice but to return.

Meanwhile, inside the grand array, the thousand-foot Wu and the five-thousand-foot yellow dragon had been battling for a long time. Initially, the Wu was being overwhelmed, but the yellow dragon mysteriously shrank and weakened during the fight. Gradually, it became no match for the Wu.

Finally, the Wu seized the Earth Book. With the book in hand, the Wu didn't linger and swiftly fled towards the gap.

Before long, he reached the gap where the purple-haired man was.

"Where's Nangong Sheng?" the thousand-foot Wu asked.

"He got away! Father, you'd better handle it!" the other Wu responded.

"No, to avoid unnecessary complications, we should leave this place immediately and return to the Great Thousand World. This Small Thousand World is too strange. Let's complete our ancestral task first!"

"Yes!"

As the two Wu clan members prepared to leave, they were startled by an unexpected shout.

"Array, dissipate~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

In the distance, the purple-haired man shouted manically, and the white mist array before him abruptly dissipated.

The Wu clan members exchanged a glance, decided it was best to avoid the strange man, and left him alone.

As the Wu clan members vanished, the purple-haired man surveyed the disciples of the Undying Realm and the small town where Gu Qianyou had been.

"Alright, no need to go after them now. We'll deal with them later. First, set up the array and complete the Realm Master's task!" he commanded.

"Yes!" the disciples of the Undying Realm responded promptly and began arranging the formation as rehearsed.

Inside the urn, the massive yellow dragon's energy finally reached a breaking point.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The yellow dragon exploded, scattering countless strong cultivators like raindrops in all directions, returning to their original forms.

From the south to the north, Shenxiu's face fell. He knew this was a disaster. The Feng Shui formation had completely failed. He needed to meet up with Ye Qingcheng.

Flying around the urn, Shenxiu finally met Ye Qingcheng at the 'Excess' position. Together, they witnessed a familiar scene.

A beam of yellow light shot up to the sky and down to the earth, spreading out like ceramic, connecting with the 'walls' on both sides.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~" "Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~"

The connections were made, and the Dragon-Trapping Urn Array was flawlessly completed with all sixty-four positions in place.

"It's finally done!" the purple-haired man sighed in relief, a smile of satisfaction on his face.

Turning around, his smile froze.

"Realm Master, Master Shenxiu, what are you doing here?"

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