Chapter 44 — Disaster Looms
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"You talk nonsense! Your cultivation entered the Spirit Transformation stage long ago—what human cultivator, however young, could be your match!" The young man flew into a rage at these words and was on the verge of erupting again.
"Ancestor, the young man's cultivation is not high, but he has mastered the Second Primordial Derivation—only a little weaker than I am. As for You Cen, he can employ the Twelve Celestial Spirits Fiend-Slaughtering Grand Array. Both my subordinates and I were trapped inside it!" The Heaven Mystic Blood Demon spoke with great haste, terrified that the young man would lose his temper again.
"What did you say—the Second Primordial Derivation? The Twelve Celestial Spirits Fiend-Slaughtering Grand Array?" The young man's expression changed drastically. He narrowed his eyes in thought for a long while, then two beams of blood-red light shot from his eyes and fixed straight upon the Heaven Mystic Blood Demon. "If it truly was the Twelve Celestial Spirits Fiend-Slaughtering Grand Array, a hundred of you would have been reduced to scattering ashes—how could you possibly have escaped!" His tone was calm, but the Heaven Mystic Blood Demon knew that a single careless answer would see him blasted to scattered soul and spirit by the Ancestor and returned to a pool of foul blood!
Thereupon the Heaven Mystic Blood Demon somehow produced twelve command flags over a foot long, forged of fine steel: "Ancestor, that young cultivator seemed unable to exert the array's full power—he only trapped us. These are the ritual implements I found when I broke out of the array, the ones he used to lay it down."
The blood light in the young man's eyes retracted. He seized the twelve flags into his hands and stroked them carefully over the silk pennants embroidered all over in gold thread with strange and uncanny talismanic scripts, murmuring in amazement: "Indeed—it is the very
Celestial Spirits Fiend-Slaughtering Grand Array! Had the Ancestor known this array in those years, how could I ever have been trapped by that old Taoist ox-nose Longbrow's Twofold Primordial Microdust Array! What a pity! To have the implements without the method of laying the array is useless. Indeed—the Second Primordial Derivation is one thing, but even the smallest fraction of this grand array's power is more than you could withstand! What a pity! These are merely implements fashioned on the spot, not one ten-thousandth of the true power. Had a hundred thousand yin souls been used to fashion the twelve Heaven-Demon Pluto-King Banners and lay the array, then even the Ancestor restored to the full cultivation of his prime would have perished within it!"
Seeing that the Ancestor was no longer angry, the Heaven Mystic Blood Demon breathed a great sigh of relief. He dared not speak again, and simply watched in silence as the Ancestor sat there lost in thought.
"Number One, the circumstances this time are excusable—for failing to bring back the Gochen Celestial Book, I shall not punish you. Hmph! The Celestial Spirits Fiend-Slaughtering Grand Array was lost to the world after Yu Hua died in those years; who would have thought it would appear in the mortal realm again. I must seek out that young cultivator—the Gochen Celestial Book is surely in his hands," the young man said with a cold hum.
"Ancestor, are your powers truly restored? Can you leave this island now?" the Heaven Mystic Blood Demon asked quickly.