Crisis

A long time passed, but He Qingge did not feel happy at all. Instead, he became more and more serious. If he could not escape, it meant that the danger had not been resolved.

The thought of continuing to cultivate had also faded a lot, especially when the Qi in his body was being absorbed.

Opening the window, He Qingge's heart sank as he saw the crowd's expressions getting uglier by the day.

However, he was helpless now.

The Sound-Gathering Butterfly on He Qingge's shoulder could feel He Qingge's emotional instability and anxiety. It gently flapped its wings to comfort him.

He Qingge smiled and asked the Sound-Gathering Butterfly to go outside to investigate. He had been in seclusion for so many days. It was not that he was not observing the outside world. The Sound-Gathering Butterfly was his ears and eyes.

In the evening, the sun was setting, and it was red, like a shy girl's face.

He Qingge sighed. "The setting sun is infinitely beautiful, but it's close to dusk."

At this moment, a young man looked in He Qingge's direction. His lips were red, and his teeth were white. His face was as white as snow, and he was wearing a black robe with golden patterns.

He Qingge could not feel his aura. The body of the Sound-Gathering Butterfly trembled, and it let out a warning cry.

Zhu Zheng smiled at He Qingge. "I didn't expect you to be so self-aware."

He Qingge felt a chill run down his spine. He felt as if he had been seen through, especially from the man's words.

"Who are you?" He Qingge asked in a low voice.

"Who am I? You don't need to know too much. Come with me." Zhu Zheng's tone left no room for negotiation.

He Qingge's first reaction was to refuse, but the strong pressure made him lower his head.

He could only walk over and activate the Vajra Talisman, the Divine Strider Talisman, and the Body Lifting Talisman on his body. He was ready to escape at any time.

However, as soon as he got close to Zhu Zheng, a punch landed on his stomach. Before he could even react, the Vajra Talisman shattered. He Qingge spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body convulsed on the ground as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.

With just one punch, He Qingge lost the ability to resist.

"These things are useless."

He Qingge fainted after hearing that.

When he woke up, he realized that he was trapped in a corner of an unknown array. He was surprised to see the figure beside him.

Zhang Jianchi...

He had specially collected information on the Zhang brothers, so he recognized Zhang Jianchi at a glance.

Other than that, there was someone trapped in every corner of the circle.

He circulated the spiritual power in his body and found that he could not move his body, nor could he use his spiritual power.

Looking at the center of the array, there was a huge blood-red lotus throne. In the middle of it sat a woman. She was dressed in a red wedding dress, and the atmosphere was quite strange.

However, the red wedding dress made He Qingge's pupils shrink. It was exactly the same as in his dream, except that the woman's face could not be seen.

Just as he was about to speak, his mouth could not move. It was as if he had been immobilized. His heart instantly sank to the bottom. It was over. He had lived carefully for more than 20 years, but he did not expect to die in the end.

He looked at Zhang Jianchi with hatred.

Seeing him in this place, he was almost 100% certain that it was this man who had forced him to leave the sect.

Otherwise, he could have bribed the disciples so that he could choose a safer sect mission like how he had always done in the past.

Zhang Jianchi also stared at He Qingge. After all, his ultimate goal was He Qingge, but who would have thought that an accident would happen?

How could a character like Zhu Zheng appear in an ordinary sect mission? He was simply unlucky.

He was at the peak of the Qi Refinement Realm and had brought a few late-stage Qi Refinement Realm subordinates with him. In the end, he did not have the slightest bit of strength to resist.

The difference between Foundation Establishment and Qi Refinement was too great. It was probably difficult for even the top-notch prodigies to cross realms and fight back.

Not to mention him.

Looking at He Qingge's eyes that were about to devour him, Zhang Jianchi felt extremely uncomfortable.

However, he was also a little surprised. Did He Qingge discover his plan?

The hatred in He Qingge's heart was deep. The moment he stepped out of the sect, he encountered a situation where he would die.

He forced himself to calm down. Now, he had to think of a way to survive. The strong desire to live made He Qingge think about what to do!

Suddenly, a faint sound wave rang in his ears.

The Sound-Gathering Butterfly was not caught. It had been released to investigate the situation and had not returned yet, so Zhu Zheng did not discover it.

The Sound-Gathering Butterfly followed the unique connection between it and He Qingge.

The contract between He Qingge and the Sound-Gathering Butterfly allowed them to sense each other's location and general condition. It could be said to be quite powerful.

If the Sound-Gathering Butterfly could break the chains that bound him, he might have a chance to escape.

He Qingge pulled himself together. There was still hope.

He silently observed his surroundings, looking for an escape route.

He was in a huge hall that looked a little old. The beams were very high, and in the middle was a blood-colored lotus throne and a woman in a red wedding dress.

There were array patterns carved around it. It should be some kind of special array. The blood-red lotus throne was very likely the array foundation, the core of the array.

There was a person trapped at every corner of the array. Judging from their auras, they should be cultivators.

It was impossible to sense their strength now that they were trapped. He could only guess that they were cultivators from their auras.

Cultivators were very different from ordinary humans and warriors. Over time, their auras would naturally be different.

Everyone was strangely silent inside and outside the formation. Most of them had fear in their eyes.

There were torches on the wall that had not been burned out or replaced. However, the fire was not very bright, and the whole place was dark.

Time passed by slowly. In between, everyone was fed a pill. He Qingge knew that it was a fasting pill.

It could be said to be the cheapest pill in the world. It could eliminate hunger and fill one's stomach, but it did not have much spiritual power.

He did not know how much time had passed, and he could not see the situation outside. The situation in the room did not change.

Anyway, he had not seen Zhu Zheng since he fainted that day.

The connection between He Qingge and the Sound-Gathering Butterfly was getting stronger and stronger. He gradually became excited and prayed that the Sound-Gathering Butterfly would come quickly.

After staying here for such a long time, he had long been suffocated. He was constantly worried that he would not live to the next second.

The door was suddenly opened, and the familiar sunlight shone in. He Qingge instantly woke up.

The spiritual energy in his body was sealed, and he could not stay awake all the time. Especially since the room was dark, it made him sleepy.

Zhu Zheng walked in and looked at everything in the room with a smile, especially when he saw some hatred and fear in everyone's eyes. "Alright, in another seven days, I'll send you to Paradise. From now on, you won't have to endure the troubles of the mortal world."

As soon as he finished speaking, many people glared and gritted their teeth, but they could not even curse.

He Qingge's eyes darkened, wondering if he could escape before this. The sense of urgency in his heart rose.

However, he was trapped here, unable to break free.

Looking at the sunlight outside, it was probably noon.