I am grinding experience in another world - Chapter 803 - 791: The Trap

Mistaken Heaven, Miling Island. The mountains undulate, green vegetation everywhere.

In the center, there is a small lake, the surface smooth as a mirror.

Not far from the shore stands a sturdy tree full of aerial roots.

Within the large canopy, stars twinkle as if countless fireflies were hidden inside.

Amidst the flickering light, an old, kind voice layered with gravity spoke: “Wu Neng’er, the Human Demons are approaching, take your brothers and sisters and leave.”

At this moment, a group of peculiar little people half a human tall stands beneath the tree.

They are dressed in wide clothes made from green leaves, wearing semi-transparent cloaks with silver patterns on their backs. Their eyes are pale gold, hair snow-white, and they are quite handsome in appearance.

The leader, Wu Neng’er, frowned, the orange-yellow flame decorative mark on his forehead flickering unpredictably.

“Grandma, if we leave, we leave together. We can’t let you face the Human Demons alone.” Wu Neng’er stubbornly insisted.

“Good child…” Grandma’s voice was full of gratitude.

“I have been on Miling Island since birth. Everything of mine is here; it’s hard to leave my homeland.” She sighed, but her voice carried a note of determination.

“Then we will not leave either.” Wu Neng’er immediately replied.

“The Human Demons are fierce, but we have Divine Skills too. Who lives and who dies, remains uncertain!” He said fiercely.

“Yes, we won’t leave…”

“Yes, remains uncertain…”

The little people behind him nodded and loudly agreed.

“Haha, all are my good children.” Grandma laughed joyfully.

“If it were ordinary enemies, with your help, perhaps we could fight them off.”

“But this time… this time is different.”

“The Outer Region Human Demons have coveted Mistaken Heaven for a long time, and this invasion even involves a Human Demon Daoist Ancestor.”

“But the Mistaken Saint Venerable has been asleep for tens of thousands of years, leaving only instincts, unable to fight back.”

“Miling Island is one of the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Eyes of Mistaken Heaven; those Human Demons will certainly not spare it.”

“You may help me withstand once or twice, but you cannot stop the endless waves of attacking Human Demons, ultimately leading to our deaths together.” Her voice was low and carried a trace of pain.

“Leave, leave Miling Island.”

“Once you leave, I will have no worries from behind.”

“If the crisis hits, I can unleash the disintegrating Divine Skills to take them down with me.”

“If they want to seize Miling Island, let’s see if those Human Demons’ lives are tough enough!” Grandma’s voice was filled with chill solemnity.

“Go, Wu Neng’er, take your siblings to the Endless Sea.”

“The Human Demons value the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Eyes the most. As long as you leave Miling Island and hide carefully, you’ll be safe for a short time.”

As the words fell, the shining points of light on the tree fell silent.

No matter how anxiously Wu Neng’er called out, he could not get another response.

“Wu Neng’er, what do we do?” the many little people behind timidly asked.

Wu Neng’er looked at the panic-stricken faces of his brothers and sisters, then at the silent tree, his expression constantly changing.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and spoke with difficulty: “Let’s listen to Grandma and leave Miling Island!”

He led the way with a deep bow to the tree.

The silver patterns on the cloak behind him flashed, and with a bang, it unfolded into a pair of transparent wings. With a gentle beat, his whole body transformed into a stream of light and soared into the sky.

The other little people also spread their wings and followed closely, disappearing from Miling Island in the blink of an eye.

…

A few months passed in a flash.

The Five Directions Cloud Platform discovered another flying island.

Chen Mu received the decree and walked into Xuanyuan Hall as usual.

At this time, the other nine Camp Masters were already in place.

After months of consecutive battles, the aura of the nine Camp Masters grew more ferocious, yet they also bore many additional scars.

Next to Chen Mu, Wen Tong had three pitch-black claw marks over his right eye. On Wen Tong’s other side, the short and chubby Qi Cultivator Wu Jie had even lost his entire left arm.

“Seeking wealth amidst danger, right?” Wen Tong laughed, not seeming to care much.

“The three thousand techniques of Luofu Dao that are as miraculous as gods are all within the Heavenly Treasure Record.”

“You can even exchange for a High Grade Magical Treasure, and with some ritual maintenance, you can begin nurturing your Daoist Foundation and cultivating your Primordial Spirit.”

“In the past, this was the treatment only dispensed to direct disciples of the Upper Sect Luofu Dao.”

“Now they’re open for exchange, it’s a once-in-a-millennium opportunity.”

“There are dozens of Treasure Medicine Talismans within the treasure record that can regenerate lost limbs.”

“Mr. Wu lost an arm, which looks frightening, but it’s really not a big deal.”

Beside him, Wu Jie, with empty sleeves, his eyes are more fervent, agreeing: “If I can get a treasure to nurture my Daoist Foundation, losing an arm completely would be worth it!”

Tsk!

Truly crazy indeed.

Chen Mu gazed at the other Camp Masters.

Seeing their eager expressions, he couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Skillful swimmers drown; being so combative, they might lose their lives if not careful.

“Luckily, I have the gray Stone Gate to back me up; the Inner Cultivation of Spiritual Treasure is nearly successful.”

“Otherwise, perhaps I too would have become one of them.” He felt secretly thankful.

…

In no time, Daoist Monarch Jiang appeared in Xuanyuan Hall.

After attacking various flying islands for nearly half a year, the process had become routine. With just a few words, everyone was arranged.

Soon, Daoist Monarch Jiang activated the Five Directions Flag, wielding the Sun-piercing Rainbow Light to break through the distant island’s Spiritual Light Defense.

Then he transformed in mid-air, turning into a Black-scaled Feathered Snake, leading the way towards the distant flying island.

The Daoist Soldiers revealed their Heavenly Demon True Bodies, each taking different forms, resonating together to form the Myriad Phenomena Array and following Daoist Monarch Jiang.

Where they passed, the mere reverberations of power instantly swept away and cleared the mist along the path.

Chen Mu stood at the door of Xuanyuan Hall, watching the Daoist Soldiers depart.

He casually glanced at the beautiful flying island in the distance, which was full of lush greenery and slight mist. Chen Mu withdrew his gaze, looking towards the Daoist Soldiers of the Ren Character Camp not far from the front of Xuanyuan Hall.

Originally, the Ren Character Camp had only three thousand Daoist Soldiers, but now it had increased to over five thousand.

Of these, eighty percent were injured soldiers, with missing arms and legs being common. Several newly arrived injured soldiers had pale faces, looking like they were running on empty, even struggling to cast the Sealing Demon Curse.

Seeing this, Chen Mu shook his head helplessly.

These were the sequelae left by continuous warfare.

“With the enthusiastic attitude of several Camp Masters, there’s a good chance our Ren Character Camp might become the biggest camp in terms of numbers.”

With a cheerful smile, Chen Mu began to cast the Sealing Demon Curse, harnessing everyone’s mana.

The Sealing Demon Curse could transform mana of varying natures into Sealing Demon Power, concentrating it together. Similar to the Yin Spirit Mountain Carrying Scripture, it emphasizes collective effort to accomplish great tasks.

Chen Mu had learned this technique back at the Hai Province Hundred Illusion Sect; it was specifically designed for Daoist Soldiers.

Although he hadn’t achieved perfection, he was more adept than most people. He easily divided his Spirit, successfully gathering the mana of five thousand Daoist Soldiers and directing it towards the Five Directions Flag hovering in mid-air.

But at the instant the Sealing Demon Power touched the Five Directions Flag.

Poof!

With a soft sound, the Five Directions Flag suspended in mid-air shattered like a bubble punctured by a needle, instantly turning into fragments of glowing light and disappearing.

Is it… overcharging the Five Directions Flag until it exploded?!

But… I didn’t do anything!

Chen Mu was utterly bewildered.

Rumblerumble…

The Xuanyuan Hall beneath his feet shook violently.

Chen Mu snapped back to reality and stared, discovering that the originally hard-as-stone Cloud Platform seemed to have turned into a puddle of soft mud. The enormous Xuanyuan Hall was actually starting to sink towards the Cloud Platform below!

The Five Directions Flag exploded, and the Cloud Platform began to crumble?

“If I run now, will I still make it?” Chen Mu’s face twitched, and his scalp felt tight.

The Five Directions Flag was a High Grade Magical Treasure issued by the Yellow Springs Sect, always controlled by General Daoist Monarch.

Now that the Five Directions Flag had exploded, what if Daoist Monarch Jiang questioned him…

Argh!

While his thoughts were racing, a fierce roar suddenly echoed from the distant flying island.

This sound, is it Daoist Monarch Jiang?!

Did he discover that I accidentally blew up the Five Directions Flag?!

Chen Mu’s heart tightened; he almost instinctively prepared to use the Vertical Earth Rainbow Light Escape.

He subconsciously glanced at the distant flying island and found that the Island Protection Spirit Light, which the Five Directions Flag had easily torn apart, had somehow risen again.

The faint mist on the island quickly thickened.

A moment ago, the Daoist Soldiers of various camps were still faintly visible, but now they were instantly shrouded by the mist, disappearing from sight.

The entire flying island was plunged into silence in the blink of an eye.

This…

A trap?!

Chen Mu’s pupils suddenly contracted. Looking up at the sky, he suddenly realized.

It wasn’t me who blew up the Five Directions Flag!

It was a Mistaken Sky Demon causing trouble!

Surely, there was a Mistaken Sky Demon lurking near the Cloud Platform earlier, waiting for Daoist Monarch Jiang to leave the platform before quietly using Secret Techniques to ruin the Five Directions Flag!

Chen Mu felt a chill, and he fully unleashed his Truth Listening Divine Power, immediately sweeping across a radius of twenty miles.

“No, no, still no!”

“Who on earth ruined the Five Directions Flag!” Chen Mu’s face turned grim.

Crack!

A loud noise erupted.

Like a biscuit being snapped in half, a massive crack started at Xuanyuan Hall, extending to the edges of the Cloud Platform.

Within this short time, the entire Five Directions Cloud Platform had split in two.

Immediately after, continuous roars rose within the Ren Character Camp.

Hundreds of Daoist Soldiers simultaneously transformed, growing sharp fangs and claws, and fiercely attacked those around them.

The five thousand Daoist Soldiers gathered at Xuanyuan Point instantaneously fell into chaos.

“Without the protection of the Five Directions Flag, demon poison invasion triggers Mistaken Syndrome!”

Chen Mu’s face grew increasingly stern.

Setting a trap to confine Daoist Monarch Jiang, stealthily destroying the Five Directions Flag. The plan was simple yet remarkably effective, far superior to those previously encountered flying islands that only defended passively.

This is truly a tough opponent!