Chapter 4245 — Luck Is Also a Kind of Strength
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Very well, you may step up now." Having swiped the ten thousand spirit jade, the transmission formation steward handed Wei Zhao and Huang Xiaotao two tokens, along with two specially made maps of the Rufeng Forest, and motioned for them all to mount the transmission formation.
Following the steward's directions, Wei Zhao and his five companions stepped onto the round platform. From below, nothing had been visible; but now, standing atop it, they saw that the ground beneath their feet was carved with all manner of patterns, which together combined into a complex and wondrous formation.
Wei Zhao marveled inwardly. Standing below, he had felt nothing; but now, treading upon the formation, a strange and mysterious aura came rushing at him. He could not put into words quite what the sensation was, yet dimly he could sense that it contained an exceedingly profound and mighty divine power.
Perhaps, once his cultivation rose to a sufficient height in days to come, he would be able to see through all the mysteries hidden within this formation. But with the eyes he had now, Wei Zhao could only stand in awe of what he did not understand—there was nothing for it but to wait for the fullness of time.
Huang Xiaotao too was secretly startled. Her powers of comprehension were not the equal of Wei Zhao's, but even she could feel that eerie, ineffable sensation. As for Chu Bubai and the others, they had perhaps witnessed this transmission formation long ago—maybe more than once or twice—and had grown used to it; nothing out of the ordinary showed on their faces now.
Beyond the wondrous formation carved into the body of the round platform itself, a ring of six smaller formations encircled it, each set directly beneath one of the six giant coiling-dragon pillars. At the steward's direction, Wei Zhao and his five companions took their places one by one within these six smaller formations.
"Hold your breath and steady your minds. Once it starts, don't move about—otherwise, if anything goes wrong mid-transmission, we wash our hands of it," the steward warned. Then he activated the transmission formation.
A white light visible to the naked eye burst from the center of the circular formation and spread swiftly, enveloping the entire transmission formation. Wei Zhao and the other five were swallowed in that white light as well, and at once they felt a tremendous pulling force seize them, as if it meant to tear them apart bodily. Even Wei Zhao, whose physique as a cultivator of the early Golden Core stage was formidable, found it hard to endure.
Fortunately, the process did not last long. With a sharp shriek, the white light from the six coiling-dragon pillars shot skyward in an instant. The transmission formation fell calm again, and the round platform stood utterly empty—Wei Zhao and his five companions had been sent on their way.
The Rufeng Forest, though situated only at a corner of Nandao's edge, was by no means small in area: a thousand li across in every direction. And because, year in and year out—save for this particular season—scarcely any human cultivators ever set foot here, even the powerful spirit beasts were few, deterred by the remoteness of the place.
Thus every naturally growing treasure of heaven and earth here had been preserved to the fullest extent, until the forest became a natural treasure trove known far and wide.
A flash of white light swam before their eyes—one moment they were still at the transmission formation in Zhenduan City, and the next, Wei Zhao and his five companions had appeared within the Rufeng Forest.
To blink and find oneself in a wholly new and unfamiliar place—Wei Zhao had experienced this once before, when he had come from the mortal world to Yunjie Island by transmission formation. But perhaps because his cultivation had changed, the sensation was markedly stronger this time. R1152