Cultivating With Mutated Heavenly Spirit Roots-Chapter 92: Crisis

"What? The sect is in trouble? What happened?" Fang Hong was stunned, a look of surprise on his face.

"See for yourself..." Cao Kun sighed, handing a jade slip to Fang Hong.

Fang Hong took the jade slip, his brows slightly furrowed, and extended his Divine Sense into it.

As he read, Fang Hong’s expression gradually darkened, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

"How could this be..." Fang Hong murmured, his voice filled with disbelief.

The information in the jade slip was urgent intelligence personally sent by Sect Leader Luo Hao.

He stated that the war between Qin and Zhao State had ended, with Qin completely defeated and unable to resist any longer.

Due to the failure of the war, the three major Cultivation sects of Qin faced a catastrophic disaster, and the situation within their territory was unstable.

Luo Hao’s intelligence instructed: if there were no other valuable items in the sect’s Immortal Cave, Fang Hong and Cao Kun should first rendezvous at "Ding’an Mountain." The sect planned to collectively relocate and find a new place to settle...

"How could it turn out like this? Is Zhao State really that strong?" Fang Hong was somewhat confused.

With three factions allied, even if Zhao State was powerful, it shouldn’t have been able to defeat the three-faction allied army in such a short time, right?

"Sigh, I don’t know what happened either. Perhaps there was some unexpected change on the front lines." Cao Kun shook his head and sighed, his face full of worry.

He paused, then continued to ask, "Fang Junior Brother, do you still plan to return to the sect? If not, we should follow the Sect Leader’s instructions and hurry to Ding’an Mountain as soon as possible."

Fang Hong pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Since that’s the case, let’s go directly to Ding’an Mountain. I didn’t leave anything valuable in my Immortal Cave at the sect, so it doesn’t matter if I go back or not."

"Alright, then let’s quickly finish up the work at the spirit stone mine and try to leave today."

Thus, the two went to the mine together, continuously collecting the mountain of spirit stones into their Storage Pouches...

Approximately two hours later, the mine was finally processed, all spirit stones had been counted and transferred, and everything that needed to be taken was ready.

The small portion that hadn’t been mined yet was left unattended due to lack of time.

At this moment, in the valley, Fang Hong, Cao Kun, five other Foundation Establishment Stage disciples, and the mortal miners gathered, preparing to bid farewell. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"General Li, thank you for your efforts in mining the spirit stone mine during this period." Cao Kun said to one of the mortals.

"Not at all, not at all. Since the mine has been exploited, Immortal Master, we shall depart first." General Li respectfully returned the bow, then led his soldiers to leave in an orderly fashion along the winding path at the edge of the valley.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Just as General Li and his group had not gone far, several violent explosions suddenly echoed from the sky, with astonishing force, the echoes reverberating through the forest, shaking the ground slightly.

The startled mortal miners and soldiers scattered, seeking cover and hiding in the woods.

"This is bad, someone is attacking the valley’s protective formation!" Cao Kun’s expression changed drastically. He formed a hand seal and quickly activated his Formation Disk, using the power of the formation to check the situation outside the valley.

The next moment, his face grew even uglier.

Outside the valley, a team of twenty-two cultivators in black armor had silently appeared at some point, completely surrounding the entire valley.

Among these twenty-two, twenty were Foundation Establishment Cultivators, while the two leaders, dressed in unusual attire, had even higher cultivation—they were Core Formation Stage cultivators!

One was an Early Stage Golden Core cultivator, with a handsome face, dressed in a white robe, exuding heroic spirit. He stood on a flying wooden boat suspended in the air, looking down at the entire valley.

The other was a Late stage of Golden Core cultivator, dressed in a gray robe, with white hair and a stern face, standing respectfully beside the white-robed youth.

"They are cultivators from Zhao State!" Fang Hong immediately recognized their identity upon seeing them.

He had seen the black armor they wore in Evergreen Blessed Herb Garden!

"Hmph, hmph... It seems the scout’s intelligence was correct; there truly is a spirit stone mine hidden in this valley." The white-robed youth sneered, his gaze sharp.

"The formation in this valley is not ordinary. Gu Feng, take your men and quickly break this formation. I want to see who is inside!" The white-robed youth turned and commanded the Gray-robed Old Man beside him.

"Understood, Your Highness." The Gray-robed Old Man cupped his fists and accepted the order.

Then he flew out, joining the other twenty Foundation Establishment Cultivators, and began to cast spells, bombarding the formation inside the valley with mad abandon.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Violent explosions rang out above the valley, various spells constantly intertwining, in a kaleidoscope of colors.

A Late stage of Golden Core cultivator and twenty Foundation Establishment Cultivators working together to break the formation created an astonishing display of power.

Inside the formation, Fang Hong, Cao Kun, and the other disciples dared not be negligent, all injecting their magical power into the formation, fully supporting the defense.

"This person is actually the Crown Prince of Zhao?!" Fang Hong was secretly astonished.

"Fang Junior Brother, I’m afraid we’re in big trouble..." Cao Kun’s face grew even heavier.

"Boom!"

Fang Hong and the others resisted for a while, but they still couldn’t withstand the combined bombardment of Zhao State’s Everyone.

The two outer layers of the formation were completely shattered, turning into a sky full of light specks amidst the explosions.

The scene inside the small valley also appeared in the eyes of the Crown Prince of Zhao.

When the Crown Prince of Zhao’s gaze fell on Fang Hong, he was first stunned, then became overjoyed!

"Hahaha! So it’s you, you scoundrel! It truly takes no effort at all!" He burst into laughter, leaping down from the flying wooden boat and landing steadily beside Gu Feng, his eyes filled with resentment and killing intent.

"You know me?" Fang Hong asked with a frown, extremely vigilant.

"Boy, last time you bullied my sister in Evergreen Blessed Herb Garden, today you have no wings to fly away!"

"Gu Feng, I will personally capture this little scoundrel alive. As for the rest, leave no one, kill them all!"

The Crown Prince of Zhao said excitedly, then conjured a golden longsword Spiritual Treasure, intending to personally deal with Fang Hong.

"Yes!" Gu Feng responded coldly, summoning a purple flame flying dagger Spiritual Treasure, and shot forward, leading the twenty Foundation Establishment Cultivators to kill their way into the valley.

"Boy, prepare to die!" The Crown Prince of Zhao’s golden sword was like a rainbow, carrying the force of thunder, and slashed directly at Fang Hong.

"The ones who will die are you all!" Fang Hong roared, retreating swiftly. With a flick of his right hand, he pulled out a Formation Disk and injected his magical power into it.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The next instant, on the outskirts of the valley, five massive pillars of light shot into the sky, intertwining to form a magnificent grand formation, completely enveloping all of Zhao State’s Everyone.

This was precisely the "Five Elements Demon-Trapping Formation" that Fang Hong had already set up!

"Oh no! There’s another ambush formation!" Gu Feng’s expression suddenly changed.

As a Late stage of Golden Core cultivator, he immediately noticed the extraordinary nature of this grand formation, and his expression instantly became extremely solemn.

"Don’t panic! Break the formation with all your might!" The Crown Prince of Zhao stabilized the morale of his troops, driving his golden longsword to fiercely stab at the formation barrier.