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Daoist Competition-Chapter 984 - 232: Subduing the Fiend, Entering the Residence to Lay a Hidden Trap
Qingyu Sect’s Xuanling Island, Xiu Garden.
Beneath the lush green pines, Zhang Yan sat cross-legged on a large, mirror-like smooth stone, his gaze fixed on a Sealing Demon Token in his hand.
His expression was deep, as if pondering something.
Imprisoned within this talisman was that Elder Zhang Boyant of the Nether Spring Sect. When he acquired this item from Taiheng Ancestor, he did not have the power to subdue this Old Demon, so he placed it inside his Sleeve Bag and ignored it.
Later, he achieved Nascent Soul but was constantly on the move, never having the leisure to deal with this matter.
Hai Zhen Temple’s Sealing Demon Token does not kill Demon Sect practitioners, but merely temporarily restrains them so that disciples can bring them back to the sect and use forbidden arrays to imprison them before refining. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
Taiheng Ancestor casually collected this person at the time and did not invest much effort into the sealing token, so the mana on the talisman would disperse after at most a few decades.
In other words, even if Zhang Yan ignored him, it wouldn’t be long before this Old Demon saw the light of day again.
In a few more years, it will be time for the Sixteen Sects Sword Competition, so he decided to deal with this matter promptly.
According to his original plan, he would release the old demon and slay him on the spot, offering his Essence Blood and Nascent Soul to the Demon Suppression Scroll as a supplement.
However, after the incident with Xu Daoist, he had another idea.
He originally had Lu Mei Niang in his Zhao You Heavenly Pond who had achieved Nascent Soul, and now he has Xu You, the Xu Daoist, adding up to two Nascent Soul cultivators in his residence, ready to assist at the Dharma Assembly.
However, no one would criticize having too much support, so he wanted to try and see if he could recruit Zhang Boyant.
This Old Demon is adept at magical confrontation. If he can be subdued, the confidence in vying for that object would increase significantly. If he refuses to submit, it would not be too late to take action and exterminate him.
Yet the Netherworld Escape Technique that this Old Demon excelled in left a deep impression on him, a well-known Escape Skill that not only traverses heaven and earth, passes through mountains and stones, but can transform invisibly, gathering and dispersing at will—quite remarkable. Moreover, this Old Demon is crafty, fearing his escape, Zhang Yan took out an Array Flag from his Sleeve Bag and arranged it around.
This Array Flag was acquired from the Sleeve Bag of an elder from the Lie Xuan Sect. Though not a particularly high-level Magic Artifact, it is sufficient to impede opponents.
Once the forbidden array was set up, Zhang Yan carefully inspected it. Seeing no loopholes, he wiped the remaining mana off the token with his hand.
With the sealing gone, the token initially showed no reaction, but moments later, it suddenly emitted thick, yellow smoke as if dust constantly being cast up, spreading around.
Upon touching the edges of the forbidden array, it rolled inward, soon condensing into a mass. After circling in place a few times, it slowly rose, forming into a smoke shape as tall as a person, then transformed from illusion to reality, finally becoming an old man with disheveled hair, slightly sunken eye sockets, and somewhat gloomy eyes.
Once Zhang Boyant emerged, he cautiously surveyed his surroundings.
With just one glance, he immediately judged that he was trapped within a forbidden array.
With the forbidden array blocking, his view was only a gray fog mass, unable to see Zhang Yan.
Silently, he attempted a Mysterious Skill but frowned.
After being trapped for decades, unable to absorb Spiritual Energy within the seal, he was extremely weak at this time, unable to engage in combat, and even using the Escape Skill felt exceedingly difficult. Without three or four years of recovery, it would be hard to regain his original mana.
At this moment, Zhang Yan waved his hand to remove the mist ahead, sitting there as he spoke, "Daoist Zhang, greetings."
Having emerged from the seal, Zhang Boyant guessed someone was nearby. Hearing someone greet him, he was not surprised and turned to look.
Seeing Zhang Yan with a spinning Gang Cloud above, unexpectedly a Nascent Soul cultivator, his eyes flickered a few times, then solemnly asked, "Who might Your Excellency be?"
Zhang Yan smiled faintly, "I am Zhang Yan, a disciple of the Mingcang Sect."
"Zhang Yan?"
Zhang Boyant was stunned for a moment, finding the name somewhat familiar. After a brief recollection, he remembered Xu Gongyuan once invited him to avenge the death of his son, thinking the enemy’s name was this.
However, he had no enmity with Zhang Yan, more so now that his mana was unrecovered, he wouldn’t seek death by revealing this matter, so he bowed and tentatively asked, "So it’s Daoist Zhang, The Old Daoist still remembers being sealed by Taiheng Ancestor, but where is that senior now?"
Though conscious while trapped, he was muddled and unaware of outside events.







