Chapter 4666 — Invitation to Team Up
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
"Be careful, Brother Wei Zhao, and keep in touch with Jingjing at all times!" Han Jingyi added, making a phone-call gesture with her hand, which left everyone around them utterly baffled. The ruins of the ancient battlefield were completely sealed off from West Island proper, accessible only through the teleportation formation—so how on earth was he supposed to keep in touch at all times? Through a dream visitation?!
"Just wait for me to come back, all of you." Wei Zhao smiled and waved to the two girls, then turned and stepped into the teleportation formation.
After a brief look around, he found that the formation was not as large as he had imagined—a little smaller than the ones he had been through before. It could only send one person at a time. What was especially unusual was that, whereas the formations he had seen previously all drew their energy from the spiritual qi of spirit jade, this one required an infusion of true qi to operate. Each had its advantages and drawbacks, he supposed.
Facing the stone slab at the very center, Wei Zhao slowly channeled his true qi, and the teleportation formation came to life. Since the trial had only just begun, teleporting did not require much true qi at this stage; in mere moments the formation was fully activated, and Wei Zhao felt a blur before his eyes as the scene around him changed completely.
The ancient battlefield! Though he was still standing within the teleportation formation, Wei Zhao could already feel a terrifying aura rushing at his face—killing intent, malevolence, and ferocity all blended together. Under the oppression of such a dreadful aura, the weaker cultivators could scarcely catch their breath, let alone venture out to undergo the trial.
Sure enough, this was an arena built solely for the strong. The name "ancient battlefield" was indeed well deserved.
Stepping out of the formation, Wei Zhao took a quick look around. Apart from the omnipresent terrifying aura, there was not much to be gleaned from the place, for in terms of terrain it was a long, narrow canyon—apart from the cliffs on either side, all one could see was the strip of gray, hazy sky overhead.
The people who had teleported over earlier had not yet left, because two West Island female cultivators stood guard at the formation's exit. Judging by their aura, both were at the peak of Nascent Soul, clearly sent ahead in advance—and they seemed to have something to say.
A short while later, all the participants had finished teleporting. Once everyone had gathered in the canyon, one of the West Island female cultivators spoke: "We will wait here for you for one month. When you return, we will guide you in attacking the formation eye. As for everything else, you will have to fend for yourselves."
At those words, everyone understood at once: these two West Island female cultivators had been sent specifically to keep watch lest anyone start fighting at the entrance of the teleportation formation, and to maintain order among the crowd.
That was only reasonable. The key to the West Island trial lay in the teleportation formation; once it failed or was destroyed, there would be no way back into these ruins of the ancient battlefield. Anyone in their position would prioritize its protection. If some ill-intentioned person were to do such a thing—harming others without benefiting themselves—it would be an incalculable loss to West Island!
There was another consideration as well. Once the trial reached its later stages, if someone missed the teleportation window and ended up trapped here with no way out, there was no guaranteeing they would not entertain thoughts they ought not to have. They might well attack others out of a desire to drag someone down with them, and that would rob the trial of its meaning entirely. How would West Island answer to the other powers then?