Peerless Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 906 - 909: Trapped in the Spirit Formation

Regardless, Xia Liu had already caught the attention of Guo Fanghua.

Whether he sincerely cared for Guo Man would soon be revealed.

If her daughter were devastated beyond repair, Guo Fanghua would undoubtedly pay any price to secure the support of the Guo family, ensuring Xia Liu’s life would be worse than death.

Calmly walking away from the courtyard, Xia Liu, racing across the sea, was entirely unaware that he had been exposed.

At this moment, he couldn’t afford any distractions. Within the range of his divine sense, a radius of two hundred meters was under meticulous scrutiny.

The previous night, he had only conducted a rough survey, without such detailed investigation.

Tonight was different. He risked exposing himself for the chance at a thorough search.

He had to find the alchemy room.

Only then would he have the qualification to negotiate with the Guo family.

The waves churned violently; the sea was restless under the cold night sky. Xia Liu slowed his pace, ridden with urgency.

There were still several hours before dawn.

He couldn’t rush; he had to locate his target.

Along the way, he encountered numerous islands. Canoes were parked along sandy beaches, and the houses on the islands were exquisitely built.

Several times, he thought these locations might house the alchemy room.

Yet his divine sense swept over them, instantly dispelling his hopes.

Beyond mere recreational equipment and simple living tools, the islands were devoid of any activity.

As his pace quickened, an unease settled in Xia Liu’s heart.

He discovered he was trapped in an endless loop.

He had already passed this exact spot earlier, only to return to it once again.

The thatched hut and canoe on the isolated island were glaring proof.

Additionally, all the other items on the island were identical.

"The scent of a spirit formation!"

Standing above the sea, Xia Liu’s brows furrowed tightly.

Only then did he realize that he had unknowingly wandered into a spirit formation.

As for the methods used in its evolution and its mechanism for unraveling, he had no idea.

From the very beginning, he hadn’t detected the formation’s presence.

"This is a huge problem!"

With a worried shout, Xia Liu dashed toward the island.

At that moment, he discovered an even more terrifying issue.

His divine sense had suddenly been restricted to a mere hundred meters!

He couldn’t even scan below the ocean surface.

The area beneath his running feet was pure darkness.

The sensation burrowed deeply into his soul, stirring discomfort.

He reached the island as quickly as he could.

The instant his feet touched land, a semblance of safety washed over him.

However, the oppressive force pervading the air grew even stronger.

Without hesitation, Xia Liu pushed the Five Elements Mantra to its extreme. As his hand seals rose and fell, his sword finger pointed to the space ahead.

Swish, swish, swish!

In the depth of the night, red brilliance erupted, and the massive Phantom Giant Sword illuminated the entire sea.

"Fire Spirit Sword!"

Red flames surged fiercely as one mighty stroke cleaved through the void!

Boom, boom, boom!!!

Before the Fire Spirit Sword could reach a hundred meters, an invisible force obstructed it.

Instantly, thunderous echoes shook the heavens and earth.

Simultaneously, the island trembled violently, and the thatched hut nearly toppled over.

Far off in the distance, a twenty-meter-high tidal wave rose like a wall.

In an instant, the wave surged toward the island with extreme speed.

Xia Liu scanned his surroundings and was horrified to see the relentless waves approaching, seemingly unavoidable.

As the wave drew near, Xia Liu’s divine sense probed beyond it.

Behind the wave came gang wind akin to blades, slicing through the crest of the water.

"What the hell is this spirit formation?"

Xia Liu was momentarily stunned.

If he didn’t initiate an attack, the formation acted like a labyrinth, endlessly leading him in circles.

Once he struck, it triggered an unimaginably fierce counterattack.

And this was no person, no spiritual energy backlash, nor inner strength condensation—it was nature retaliating!

If it were the residual energy of a cultivator or martial artist, Xia Liu might still have the confidence to break through.

But this was the force of nature. With his current abilities, apart from defense, he had no way to resist.

Worse yet, if he attacked again and further intensified nature’s power, he’d truly bring about his own demise.

Centering his spirit, holding his breath, Xia Liu stomped his foot and leapt several meters high just as the wave was about to arrive.

At the same time, his hands formed seals, and the Wind Riding Technique spun aggressively, leveraging the gang wind piercing through the wave to propel him another dozen meters into the air.

He evaded the tsunami, but sharp-edged gang winds mercilessly swept toward him.

Screech, screech, screech!!!

From within the surrounding heavens and earth, the sound of tearing erupted.

The first wave of gang wind swept past, and Xia Liu’s spiritual energy shield held firm. The chaotic noise echoed as if trapped within winding corridors.

The second wave of gang wind followed closely. Xia Liu’s hand seal rose and fell again, and spiritual energy surged continuously, safeguarding his righteous law.

Time seemed endless as Xia Liu descended from high above back onto the isolated island.

By now, the sky had cleared, and neither the gang winds nor the tsunami remained.

The island’s houses and equipment were obliterated, exposing jagged reefs.

Standing atop the cluster of reefs, Xia Liu gazed afar, his eyes gleaming with sharpness.

His clothes were completely shredded, and under the sunlight, his upper body sparkled faintly.

Upon closer inspection, he was wearing an extraordinarily thin vest.

"Thirty waves of gang wind… What a terrifying spirit formation! If not for this Demon Stone Clothing, I’d fear losing my life!"

With a tug, Xia Liu ripped the torn Demon Stone Clothing from his body, his heart still racing with fear.

Thinking back to his battle with the gang winds throughout the pitch-black night, he couldn’t help but shudder.

Nature’s power was far beyond the capabilities of a cultivator in the Qi Cultivation Stage like him.

Now, he was utterly drained. Besides sealing, he had no spiritual energy left.

His storage ring still contained some middle-grade spirit stones.

But Xia Liu chose not to use them.

Instead, he decided to take the opportunity during his recovery to carefully study the spirit formation and figure out how to break it.

The nature of the spirit formation was clear now.

If he refrained from attacking, he’d remain trapped in the endless loop. If he attacked, he’d face nature’s violent retaliation.

Having tested it once, Xia Liu tread carefully with every step.

He feared that triggering the formation again might amplify nature’s power.

That would be truly disastrous...

At nine in the morning, the annual Guo family competition reached its most thrilling segment.

The Heaven-Rank martial artists’ battle!

This time, no low-rank warriors were present around the duel stage.

Three path-entering martial artists guarded the pavilions above the sea.

Onshore, ten Heaven-Rank Peak martial artists stood in a straight line.

The battles of Heaven-Rank martial artists often unleashed tremendous residual forces on the surroundings.

These warriors’ task was to exhaust those residual forces, ensuring not a single low-rank warrior was harmed.

At the moment, the duel stage was empty, yet the atmosphere at the scene was more oppressive than ever before.

Plop...

Suddenly, a figure arrived from the distant sea. Light as a feather, his white boots tapped the water’s surface repeatedly, his figure moving swiftly forward.

On the other side, a larger figure raced forth from Morning City.

His bulk was immense, and though he hadn’t reached the point of leaving afterimages, the trembling of his body fat gave the illusion that the ground itself was shaking...