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Yu Wuxia swore. Normally, such a thing would be nearly impossible, but today, on the day the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation reappeared, the unimaginable had finally happened. Of course, this did not mean that Yu Wuxia lacked the demeanor and presence of the leader of Yuxu Palace; rather, anyone who witnessed the extraordinary sight created by the opening of the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation would likely react similarly to Yu Wuxia. Take Elder Sun, for example. Upon seeing the bizarre spectacle of the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation, he let out more than ten curses.
On the other hand, Ye Huan didn’t want to use foul language to express his shock; it was just that after living in the Twenty-First Century for so long, some habits naturally carried over to this world. Trying to change Ye Huan's long-standing habits would probably be more frustrating than killing him.
Still dumbfounded by the magnificent sight created by the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation, both Yu Wuxia and Ye Huan quickly realized why Song Zhong, one of the Heavenly Dragon Sect's Ten Protectors, had appeared outside Yuxu Palace. With such enormous pillars of light shaped like eight 'gates', it was no wonder that anyone would be unable to resist their curiosity and come to investigate what was happening.
"Ye Huan, what should we do next? Have you thought about how to deal with Song Zhong?"
Having not anticipated that the opening of the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation would attract all of Heavenly Dragon Sect's Ten Protectors, Yu Wuxia found himself losing hope in Ye Huan's so-called plan. After all, the spectacle caused by the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation had drawn their attention. It would be nearly impossible to deceive them unless Ye Huan could concoct a perfect lie in a short amount of time to persuade Song Zhong. Considering Ye Huan's adversarial relationship with Song Zhong, it was clear that fabricating a lie to convince him would be far more challenging than dealing with the reappearance of the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation.
"Well..."
Feeling that things were somewhat tricky as well, Ye Huan couldn't come up with a good idea right away. However, recalling the difficulties encountered in opening the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation, he quickly made a decision and said to Yu Wuxia, "Let's give it a try! We can treat this dead horse as a live one. At worst, we can tell Song Zhong that this is just a phenomenon caused by the opening of the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation. As long as it exists, they might be afraid."
"Huh? You actually make a good point. Now that the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation has reappeared, not only Song Zhong but even Gu Long would probably have no way to deal with Yuxu Palace."
Ye Huan’s words seemed to awaken Yu Wuxia, who immediately associated them with the protective function of the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation upon hearing them. But just as Ye Huan was about to leave after receiving his response, he suddenly thought of something even more important and muttered to himself, "Oh no! The Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation has been activated. Its defensive power is indeed formidable, but I don’t know how to control it!"
Thud...
Almost collapsing onto the ground upon hearing Yu Wuxia's words, Ye Huan’s resolve to talk things over with Song Zhong wavered instantly. According to Yu Wuxia, this situation was not impossible; after all, formations were like magical artifacts—easy to create but requiring an understanding and mastery of their functions and control methods for complete command. Hearing that Yu Wuxia did not know how to manipulate the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation made Ye Huan feel as if he could just as easily die from running headfirst into a wall.
"Well, Ye Huan, this is all my fault. I was careless. If you have anything to say, just say it. I won't blame you."
Looking at Ye Huan with embarrassment, Yu Wuxia realized that due to his initial excitement upon hearing that Ye Huan intended to use the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation against the Heavenly Dragon Sect's Ten Protectors, Song Zhong, he had completely overlooked the fact that the formation required specific incantations to operate. Moreover, since the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation had not appeared in the world for a long time, and Yu Wuxia had never considered that it might be activated again one day, it was understandable that he missed this detail.
"Can I curse?"
Staring fiercely at Yu Wuxia, Ye Huan felt a deep resentment, even his teeth were itching with anger. It was no wonder that Ye Huan was so furious; after all the hard work of venturing deep underground to activate the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation, only to find it unusable afterward—who wouldn't be upset in such a situation?
Realizing that he had indeed been somewhat shortsighted regarding this matter, Yu Wuxia, despite being the sect leader, couldn't help but show a hint of guilt on his face. As for Ye Huan's question, he didn't want to be reprimanded by a disciple in front of Elder Sun. Therefore, for the sake of face, he could only gently shake his head.
"Then I have nothing more to say."
Not even glancing at Yu Wuxia, Ye Huan understood that continuing to argue with him would be pointless at this moment. Instead of wasting time with Yu Wuxia, it would be better to let him search for the incantations needed to control the Eight Gates of Immortal Trapping Formation while feeling guilty. Meanwhile, Ye Huan also needed to think of a way to persuade Heavenly Dragon Sect's Ten Protectors, Song Zhong, to leave.
As they arrived at the entrance of Yuxu Palace, when Ye Huan saw Song Zhong and the others standing in the sky, he felt a surge of energy. Countless golden swords formed from the Golden Wind Sword appeared beneath his feet, lifting him swiftly before Heavenly Dragon Sect's Ten Protectors, Song Zhong, giving him an imposing presence.
"Ye Huan? Is it really you? Is there no one else in Yuxu Palace?"
Looking at Ye Huan in surprise was Wang Huai, one of Heavenly Dragon Sect's Ten Protectors mentioned by Jin Ling—a typically taciturn individual!
Anyone who knew Wang Huai was aware that he rarely spoke unless he had questions or doubts. This alone indicated that since he chose to question Ye Huan at this moment, he must have developed some suspicion about him. The other Heavenly Dragon Gate Protectors who were familiar with Wang Huai's temperament also cast peculiar glances at Ye Huan after hearing his inquiry; they were eager to hear how Ye Huan would respond.
"Haha, it's true that there are others in Yuxu Palace, but given your status, do you really expect the injured Elder Yu to come out and meet you personally?"
A hint of disdain flashed across Ye Huan's lips. He was on the verge of directly telling Song Zhong, one of the Heavenly Dragon Sect's Ten Protectors, that their status was unworthy of conversing with Yu Wuxia. However, surprisingly, Song Zhong and the other Ten Protectors seemed to have anticipated Ye Huan's words. Upon hearing him speak, they fell into silence instead.
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